It's Godzilla's World, We Just Live In It.

Boston, Massachusetts

31st, May 2019.

"Long live…the King." These last words breathed out by a dying Emma Russel, as she stares the Golden Demise, deep in its hateful red eyes.

The would-be Hydra seems to snort as they feel another presence behind itself. Turning, it meets the utterly burning form of their rival of Old, that they left as it gave chase to the distressing, irritable sound of the Orca. Eyes widening with confusion, the beast snarls and raises those massive mile-wide appendages high above their three heads in a regal dominance display, and screes in defiance of this new threat. Deep in their beings, they can feel the winds of fate are beginning to shift from their favor when faced with this new challenge.

Moments Earlier…

Having had time to recuperate, Godzilla's skin cracks, the ashes of his ancient friend having rejuvenated him and allowing his body to adapt, and to let the heat of his internal reactor filter out of him in long, rolling waves. He shakily gets to his feet, having taken a large beating the past few hours, and turns to the direction of the False King, and scowls. The rage of seeing that intrusive serpent brings his blood to a boil! His flesh beginning to show his radioactive blood in a now, red orange light. His scutes looking like maple leaf shaped fireballs, begin to glow even brighter and giving off a heat that could make Hell itself seem like the Arctic in comparison. The very heat escaping from his back permeates the air and is so intense that the very air around him begins to shimmer and fizzle as his very presence causes all moisture in the air to evaporate instantly. Godzilla trudges his way towards his ancient foe, melting the surrounding buildings, human transportation, environment, and the very ground he walks!

Now.

Godzilla bellows, a deep guttural roar that shakes the very Earth. A roar in challenge to the mighty Dragon. Ghidorah answers with a snarl, and a mighty flap of his wings, in attempt to knock Godzilla away. Godzilla is unfazed, as he marches forward with a purpose. Ghidorah rears his necks back, gathering the surrounding electricity from the air caused by the massive storms, it travels up his necks in a glow display, before he fires 3 lighting bolts in the direction of Godzilla, all three hitting their mark on Godzilla's chest. Godzilla pauses briefly, in reaction to being stricken. Feeling nothing, he continues. Ghidorah, sensing that nothing is working, begins to take to the skies. Tired of his opponent's continuous escape from his wrath, Godzilla charges up, staring down his fleeing opponent.

Inside of his body, we see his scutes begin to draw in surrounding oxygen, hydrogen, and nitrogen atoms en masse, before gathering them within his throat pouch, a special gland that enables him to gather supreme amounts of radiation before culminating in a contained nuclear explosion where he gathers the Cherenkov radiation in a pool. The gland then pushes it out, up his throat, and as it passes by his larynx, Godzilla has reared back as if to roar – his throat clicks, unleashing that pool of radiation in a red and orange plasma as it makes contact with the air. The stream makes its way past his throat and upon contact with a newly formed gland at the top of his throat, condenses into a smaller, more concentrated beam with a swirling yellow spiral orbiting the length of the beam.

The never-before witnessed beam hits Ghidorah from a kilometer away, nigh instantly, with great effect! The beam pummels Ghidorah as if hit by a Human AA gun. The sheer force and heat of the beam blasts a hole right through Ghidorah's center of gravity, and the shock of the sudden attack sends him plummeting back to the Earth with a heavy 'thwomp', shaking the nearby buildings.

In a certain Osprey overlooking the City.

"Whoa! What in the hell was that?!" exclaims Stanton.

"From what I can tell, I believe Serizawa has Godzilla more 'juiced' than we initially thought." replies Mark.

"Is Godzilla gonna be okay?" queries Madison as she notices Godzilla's ever-increasing glow.

"Man, is it me or is Godzilla just getting stronger? He looks about ready to explode any second guy!" Barnes hollers.

"Well, yeah, I did say Godzilla has about 12 minutes before he reaches Critical Mass, didn't I?" Stanton replies with a slight grin.

"Why do I get the feeling you're enjoying this, Rick?" Barnes questions.

"What, was 'Let them fight' not obvious enough? Part of the reason I took this job is because I wanted to see shit like this!" Stanton's grin deepens.

"How can you be enjoying this, people are dying, being incinerated, trampled, crushed by debris, all over the world at this very moment! Women, Children, entire families will lose their homes, and will never be able to live in this city ever again!" Mark replies with a frown.

"Don't mind Rick, he's been like this for as long as I can remember. As far as I can tell, seeing 'Giant Monster fights' has been a childhood dream of his." Chen interjects, rolling her eyes.

"How can someone as old as you be such a child?" Mark sighs, before glancing at his Daughter, who is quietly sobbing and pulls her closer into an embrace.

Mark muses in his thoughts. I swear to you, Madison, I'll take better care of you. I won't make the same mistakes again. I wasn't there for you when you needed me most. I'll do right by you…

As Ghidorah gathers their bearings, Godzilla bellows! Ghidorah looks up, expecting to see Godzilla making his way to them. What they did not expect was Godzilla charging at them at full speed! Godzilla thunders across Boston, Ghidorah barely has time to stand up and prepare before Godzilla slams into Ghidorah hard, causing a shockwave that shatters the surrounding buildings' windows, and sending Ghidorah crashing back to the ground, their heads bouncing off the streets.

Disoriented, Ghidorah stirs, not feeling much currently, until they are slapped back to reality by Godzilla. Godzilla, now glowing a deep glowing orange throughout his being, clasps his hands around the left and right heads, before leaning down and using his jaws to grasp the middle head, and lifts Ghidorah's mangled body up to face him. Godzilla begins to pulse with an overwhelming amount of radioactivity. His flesh goes from a bright red, to a dark orange, to a bright orange, to the point where the heat surrounding him begins to distort his image! Ghidorah, now wide awake, thrashes in Godzilla's grip, trying desperately to escape his clutches, but to no avail, Godzilla's grip is locked in and Ghidorah can only scree pathetically as his reign is about to come crashing to a fiery halt.

Godzilla releases his built-up heat and accumulated gamma radiation in one burst of pure, destructive energy. An omni-directional pulse of pure atomic energy evaporates everything within a 5-kilometer radius. Buildings: reduced to mere dust in an instant. The streets: Distorted, melted, and charred. Warped from the heat. Nothing resembling a human city remains in the wake of the blast.

In mere seconds, the skyline of Fenway is illuminated with various shades of red, yellow, orange, and white. A dust plume descends upon what little remains of the once prosperous city. As the dust begins to settle, a faint flickering can be seen in the epicenter of the explosion. Gradually the flickering becomes clearer, through the cloud we can see the hunched over form of Godzilla, his scutes erratically flickering a whitish red as his body struggles to maintain its functions and constitution.

Godzilla's eyes shoot open, and as he rises, we see clutched in his jaws, the remains of Ghidorah. A single severed head still attached to part of the neck. Godzilla takes it from his jaws, and studies it for a moment. The head begins to stir, and opens its one remaining eye, to see Godzilla staring at it, a feral expression on his face. The head barely has time to open its mouth, let alone scream, before Godzilla shoves it, face first into his maw, crunching down hard, obliterating the skull and brain matter, before swallowing it and letting the rest slide down his gullet and into his stomach. Godzilla, now tired, begins to gaze upon his surroundings. He curiously ponders where those humans he saw flying away in their little airborne transport have gone, and if they made it out of the blast zone safely. His thoughts are disturbed upon sensing the bio-acoustic signal of another Titan heading his way.

In the Argo jet.

The humans stare at the screen and see the aftermath of the great battle of Boston, staring open mouthed in awe and dumbstruck by what they've just witnessed. A video of the events replaying as Godzilla charged Ghidorah with breakneck speed, and bowls him over like a wrecking ball, the sheer force of the act blowing away the rain, and the glass windows of the surrounding buildings. Godzilla then towers over the slumped form of Ghidorah before grabbing him, and lifting him up with his arms and jaws by the necks, began to glow multiple progressively lighter shades of red, to orange, to yellow to finally white when the explosion to end all explosions rocked the city, and in the aftermath the humans can only see Godzilla sitting hunched over, as nothing else remains. The entire city, gone, reduced to atoms in a single moment.

Rick Stanton is the first one to speak. With a slight grimace, "Yeesh, good thing he's on OUR side."

Before Chen can disagree, Mark adds "Yeah, well, with that power and how he's seemed to spare us on many occasions when given considerable motivations to turn on us, I don't imagine he will ever willingly attack humanity. We've attempted to kill him and meddled in the natural order numerous times, yet he never punishes us for it. Serizawa was right, Godzilla really is the Key to coexistence with Titans…"

As if right on cue, they notice several Titans approaching Boston and in front of Godzilla.

Godzilla's POV.

The telltale sign of more Titans approaching has Godzilla on edge, he spots three Titans approaching. One large Mammothlike Sloth stomps his way towards him, followed by a large squidlike mollusk Titan to its right, a familiar face appears, another Jinshin-Mushi! Before Godzilla can fully react, out of the skies drops Rodan, who opens his wings in challenge before seeing Godzilla's face contort into a threatening sneer. Rodan respectfully folds his wings into a bow, recognizing his new Alpha. The Mammothlike Behemoth soon follows, as does Scylla, and the female Muto. Godzilla turns, and rears back, before bellowing deeper and louder than ever before, calling to the whole planet that a new Alpha has been crowned. The King has risen, and his long reign is about to begin. Other Titans who haven't yet made it to the scene, hear his call, and begin to return, back to where they've came from.

Meanwhile, on Skull Island.

Kong is seething. The call he heard has not only awoken the Skull Crawlers, but, has awoken many of the dormant Titans that lay sleeping in the Hollow Earth under the Island. It is now time to begin the hunt, and the strenuous process of eliminating all of the Skull Crawlers before they become a threat to the native ecosystem. As he gets ready, building several tools to make his task just a tad bit easier, he misses the sound of a nearby human settlement's alarms sounding, as they begin the finishing touches on their prototype machine. The procedure is interrupted when the ground begins rumbling beneath their feet, in an effort to not draw attention to themselves from the Island's guardian, they immediately shut off the alarms and suspend all operations for a week until they can be sure they wont be noticed. If the Guardian were to find out what they were doing here, their time, money, and efforts would be lost, over a half decades worth of development would be wasted. So reluctantly they suspend the day's work.

Kong having finished his preparations, hoists up his newly crafted weapon. A crude but effective war axe, made of a large tree with vines tied around the stone head to fasten it into place. He gives it a few test swings. Satisfied, he begins the hunt. If he ever finds out who has wrought this upon him, they'll pay dearly. This is HIS island. But for now, he has a job to do…

To Be Continued…