The V-22 Osprey flew towards the island chain, the sky was sleight grey, overcast. Not even seagulls fluttered about in this section of the tropics. Sliding the door open and letting the nameless pilot hover above the water, its passenger surveyed the destruction. 

The Geiger Counter clicked passively, for any sign of radioactivity. It was all they had to go off of. The events that happened in this section of the world that cold autumn night. The realizations, the discoveries, an entire ancient civilization’s deity brought in physical form, by the arrogance of modern society’s warfare. 

“Are you sure this is the place?” The canine asked loudly over the rotors as his muzzle wrinkled in a snarl and the scar across his left eye shriveled in a squint. 

“Positive! This is where it all began! What we’re looking for has to be here someplace!” Another voice, feminine screamed in the intercom.

Kira looked back, and used his third eye to check the surrounding waters. Nothing. Quiet as death. How ironic.

Then, looking again at the island, Kira noticed a dark shape sifting through the waters, slowly coming closer in the distance. Barely containing his excitement, he grinned deviously. 

“Narissa, Look! I think our host is here to greet us!” Kira chuckled. Perfect, he thought. That damn dinosaur is making it too easy. Saves me the trouble of waking him up with the biggest alarm clock. 

Narissa, meanwhile, looked out at the dark shape slinking towards them as three rows of spines broke the surface of the water, and a giant, scaly creature came up slowly from the depths, the ruins of Odo Island swept away simply by his surfacing. She could hardly contain a look of fear, and awe. 

“Go in closer!” Kira commanded, his face the sheer embodiment of devilish intention.

“CLOSER?! Are you insane?!” Narissa yelled, looking back at Kira, but his laugh already proved her fears. Tentatively, the V-22 Osprey turned in the direction of the surfacing monster, and as the water cascaded from his reptilian form, Godzilla’s predatory eyes opened, glaring at the V-22 as if it were a pesky fly. His lips curled back in a snarl as he breathed, angrily. Kira pulled free a rocket launcher and pointed it straight at Godzilla’s large form, locking in on his neck. 

“Let’s see if this leaves you breathless!” He chuckled, firing the rocket rapidly, as the behemoth grunted upon impact. The smoke billowing from his hide without any injury.

The smell of gunpowder and gasoline billowed in his nostrils, only causing him great anger. Looking at his small antagonist, Godzilla pulled back, puffed up his chest. 

Kira saw no fear in watching the King issue his declaration of war. 

“And with this, his war begins…” He puts his hand listening intently, grinning from ear to ear. 

Godzilla’s bell-like roar rung out over the waves, even over the rotors of the copter. Swatting at the V-22, Kira gave the signal to leave. Godzilla snarled, giving another roar of annoyance as he swam after the fleeing V-22. Kira used telekinesis to point a gatling gun at Godzilla, firing rounds at him again and again. Narissa stopped him in the midst of his insanity. 

“What the hell is wrong with you?! That damn reptile will chase us to the ends of the Earth! We won’t even make it further than Tokyo at this rate.” Narissa snarled, pulling full throttle towards Tokyo.

Kira chuckled, looking back at his sister. 

“A king’s birthday must be loud and celebratory. Let’s celebrate with a chorus of screams, rising from the pits of Hell, and finish with a fanfare of bullets and missiles. When day breaks, the destruction and ruin in this monster’s wake will remind humanity of what he really is. Picking up the pieces is all they know how to do. THEY NEED A MASSIVE SIEGE!! A siege that will remind them of his existence. The destruction he will reap upon the capital… will continue to live in infamy. Let the 60 years be an ode to the Bomb and its dangerous consequences. Upon the ashes, we’ll rebuild these foolish cities from the blood of their dead.” Kira chuckled as Narissa continued flying the plane. 

He’s not afraid, he welcomes it… She thought. He knows that we’ll survive, but the humans will be screaming in fear. He thinks of it as a concert experience. The destruction to follow, the surfacing of Godzilla… He thinks he’s the conductor. He’s a madman of war… 

She gulped, knowing this was only the beginning.