//------------------------------// // Ending Two: Time is a River // Story: Equestria Girls: King of Monsters // by Jongoji245 //------------------------------// Both exhausted and scared completely out of her wits, Sunset rolls her eyes back and faints.  Loud as Gojira is, she slept like a rock long after the sound has ceased. When she opens her eyes, the first thing she sees is a flower pot containing a white rose and a little tag. “Good Morning.” It reads. She rolls on her back and lifts her aching neck. She was at her own apartment. How can that be, she wonders. All she would know, Ghidorah would’ve smashed it in his rampage. Sunset sits herself up, all the while popping every joint in her body. Now she knows how Granny Smith feels. She climbs down from her bed, puts on her clothes, and steps out from the building. Life seems to continue normally. Cars driving up and down the roads, children laughing, adults going to work. It all narrows down to one thing. “Well, we’re dead.” As Sunset puts it bluntly. She soon hears chuckling and a hand on her shoulder. “Far from it, sugarcube.” Applejack chuckled. Parts of her body are bandaged; a few bands can be seen reaching up to her neck. “Then,” Sunset pinches the bridge of her nose, “how long was I asleep? How long were you-?” “Two months,” Sunset turns over to Twilight, now wearing a new pair of glasses, “give or take a few days for each of us.” “Here’s your diploma.” Pinkie Pie grinned, handing over the little roll of approval. A shame they missed the big ceremony. A slow, gentle walk later, the Rainbooms are at Canterlot High once more, standing proud as if nothing happened all the way down to the new grassy turf. “So, did anyone tell you what happened?” Sunset looks at the horizon, “where are the monsters?” “Scootaloo told us the best about this,” Twilight fidgets her glasses, “Kong retreated over to the mountains. Rodan took the skies, wherever he is. The Shobijin lead the twins and Thunderball out west, probably back to the Island…” “And Ghidorah…” Sunset turns around, “Gojira?” “Nothing else about them,” Fluttershy answers, stroking Angel on the ears, “Tempest had us evacuated before they got the chance.” “Who cares?” Rainbow Dash chortles, “Ghidorah’s buzzard food by now! The world’s safe and sound! Best of all, we can keep our-!” Rainbow Dash winced when she tried to transform. It only brings a little bit of hope as Sunset dips her hand into the portal. “Did we?” Sunset asks of them, “We killed King Ghidorah, but is he the gonna be the only one?” Such a question got the Rainbooms to ponder. Sunset pulls her hand back and turns to her friends. “Time is a river,” Sunset looks at the horizon again, “and the next stone is still out there.” “It’s only just a stone.” Twilight steps beside Sunset. “And when that stone shows up,” Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie stand next to Twilight. “We’ll be there.” Applejack finishes the sentence as she Fluttershy, and Rarity stood by Sunset’s left side. The camera rolls back till the Rainbooms, then the town, become nothing more than little dots on the map. The world changes from a realistic one to an illustrated one before the bookend, one with a golden Unicorn on top, brings the story to a close. It’s the end of the story, but the beginning of a new one. At least… that’s what the script reads. In a recording booth in Vancouver, the voice actors themselves take a breather. The exception is Tara Strong, for she has her own recording booth. “This has been a good day to record,” Andrea complemented, taking a sip of water. When they didn’t get a response from the voice director, the get a bit agitated. “Well, not like them to keep us waiting,” Tabitha remarked, still in character. Still no response. “Here,” Rebecca steps for the mixing booth, “maybe they-” A massive, reptilian foot smashes the room in front of her. Tornado sirens blaze like mad, people all over the city scream in terror. But these are just minor nuisance’ to Gojira as he reaches the Pacific. But there is one obstacle still in his way. Both the Atragon and the Gotengo lead a battalion of destroyer class ships. In the first ship, Tempest stared at her white whale, arms crossed, ready to give the next order. And even beforehand, the gun barrels are pointing at the beast. Gojira stands straight and lets out a loud moan. One last little fight, he wonders. His dorsal fins start glowing. He opens his mouth, sets his sights on the Atragon, lurches back…. By the end of the song, it was already the late afternoon. Vancouver is in ruins. Over sixty percent of the fleet is in shambles. And in the dust, a mighty silhouette is left standing. He lurches back once more and lets out a deafening roar. Let no mortal, enchanted or none, stand in his path. A secret cabinet is formed. They sit around a table, muttering to each other. Around them is footage of other attacks from around the world. On one hand, In Sydney, Australia, there is a giant, spiny monitor lizard with a membrane stretching across his side terrorizes the beach. In another, set in Madagascar, a giant creature similar to an Allosaurus stomps through the hot forest. An interesting one was recorded in the deep sea; a predatory eye was looking at the camera. It flinches at the same time of a sonar ping, and the creature turns it's red snout and snaps it's jaws around the camera. “And so, ladies and gentlemen,” Tempest Shadow’s face emerges from the shadows, “is why these beasts are to be destroyed once and for all.” “What about when they killed Ghidorah?” Argues one member of the cabinet, “It’s like they were-” “Strictly. Territorial. As animals go.” Tempest interrupted, “And these things are only once in a lifetime. And with them scattered over the world, how long will it be before our major cities become dust?” The cabinet mutters to each other before one other member asks, “So what would you propose?” A moment after, each member of the cabinet is presented with them with grey folders. "That you allow us to dispose of them by any means." Tempest answers. The proposal includes the ones used, and subsequently destroyed, by King Ghidorah. A turn of the page reveals three models of a flying machine; one of them having cartridges of cadmium, the second with its front open wide to reveal a reflective surface, and the third resembling a stealth fighter with freezer weapons. Another turn of the page revealed something almost impossible: a bipedal, robotic mole capable of splitting itself in two, one half a subterranean tank, the other a flying vessel. One of the cabinet members is puzzled at one page. The images, taken approximately one and seven-eighth months ago, of a pair of strange, gigantic creatures in test tubes. One was reptilian with hooks for hands and feet. The other resembled a cockroach with drills for hands. "How soon would you be ready?" He asks, his brow raised. Tempest curled a little smile, takes out her phone, and dials a number. A few buzzing tones, then a click. “Show time.” She orders. The footage of the monster attacks turns off. The wall behind the commander parted. The cabinet shook as its members are revealed a startling find. Before them was both a hangar and a factory. To their right, they see numerous tanks and attack drones made by the dozens. In the middle is the first model of the flying battleship, "Super X-1" it reads. Going lower, the cabinet saw three separate hangars. To their left and right, the mentioned test tube animals have fully matured and are fitted with a cerebral device. In the middle are the two halves of the robotic mole; at the moment the crew is troubleshooting the tank. A little lower, and the cabinet is revealed another fighter jet with slim gun barrels. A few R&D members discuss the possibility of a second model to this with thicker gun barrels. When the cabinet stopped moving, everyone raced to the window. Before theme is the cherry on top of the cake; The visage of Godzilla clan in steel and wires, and armed to the toothed. Tempest Shadow leans on the tabletop, lets out a satisfied huff, and looks at this magnum opus. On the job, a mechanic steps out from the cranium of the robot and gives the electrician a thumbs up. With a pull of the switch, the machine is activated; eyes glowing a gold color and the beast "relaxes" it's stiff joints. "Looks like he's ready to serve his country." Tempest remarks as she looks at the name inscribed at the left breastplate. Kiryu.