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// Chapter 25: The Rise of a Legend 
// Story: Shy and Aggressive: Book 2 
// by Johng117 
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Junior found himself sitting on a bench, in a cold dark room. He didn't so much as wince as a hand maiden rubbed his wounds with a towel soaked with hot water. His expression was gloomy as he sat silently.


"You did well," said Malicia as she stepped into the room. An approving smile was on her face.


"In fact, you exceeded my expectations," said Malicia. Junior merely looked at her, a hard expression on his face.


"Oh. I see that you're upset. Apologies," said Malicia, clearing her throat.


"I thought you said that you were going to set me up with something small and that the creatures weren't going to be a match for me! Why in the hell did you set me up with prisoners that were intended to be executed?!" demanded Junior.


"Apologies, Gojira. I do not plan the games. I believe the men running the gladiatorial games wanted to impress the crowd. So, they neglected to inform me that they were going to throw you into a more risky game. Demi-Titans are a rarity in Dogomoto, you see," said Malicia. Junior growled.


"Malicia, I could've been killed!" said Junior. The empress shrugged.


"My dear, you did read and signed the consent forum. Death is a possibility during these games," said Malicia, as though it was obvious. Junior was about to retort, but failed to think of a response. He sighed heavily.


"Goddamit," said Junior.


"In the end Gojira, those creatures weren't a match for you. So I wasn't lying. You held your own quite well! The audience loved you!" said Malicia. Junior shook his head.


"I don't care about that. People died. They were slaughtered by those things," said Junior, his eyes downcast. His tone was solemn. Malicia turned to the hand maiden, who was about to wrap Junior's wounds.


"Leave us," said the Empress. The hand maiden didn't hesitate to set the bandage aside and began to briskly walk out of the room.


"My dear, I wouldn't let my heart bleed too much for them if I were you," said Malicia, her tone shifting to a colder one. Junior raised his head, finding Malicia looking at him with a frigid look. Junior felt his spine chill as any warmth she's shown him in the past was gone.


"We don't just force every prisoner to fight in the games. The ones you saw were likely rebels that wrought havoc in the empire in the past. Assassinating important figures, instigating riots in some of our more worse off cities. We've even experienced a civil war for a time. They're our own people that seek to take power for themselves," said Malicia.


"What about the prisoners of war? Those people looked like they belonged to other nations," said Junior.


"Prisoners of war are merely soldiers of our enemies. We make use of their skills to entertain the population, and my generals take note of their combat capabilities to help us defeat our enemies," said Malicia.


"That's the thing I don't understand. Why're you at war with the Sacramentonians? How many enemies do you have?" asked Junior. Malicia sighed as she took a seat next to the boy.


"The truth is that when greatness rises, it becomes the thing of envy for many. That envy leads to those wishing to tear it down or to have it for themselves. Dogomoto used to be one of the most powerful nations in Equescidar. When the land died in Lur, our enemies sought to exploit our outer territories. Barbaric tribes, rivaling kingdoms, dangerous monsters... We were put in a desperate situation," said Malicia, her eyes downcast. Junior silently sat, listening.


"When we started retaliating against the nearby barbarian tribes, the rival kingdoms called us cruel and attacked us. Again, we retaliated. We never killed off the rival nations. We instead enforced our rule over them," said Malicia.


"You enslaved people and took their land," said Junior.


"We had no choice! My people were starving!" said Malicia, turning to Junior with an angry look.


"We did what we had to! We defeated our enemies, and as penance, we demanded a portion of their resources!" said Malicia, her voice cracking. Junior sighed as he looked away.


"Sorry. I guess it's easy for an outsider like me to judge..." said Junior. "So... the rebels are pretty bad huh?"


"Mm." Malicia nodded.


"Well... I guess I don't feel as bad about it now," said Junior. When it came between the empire and these rebels he's heard about, Junior took some comfort that they were just as bad if not worse than the Dogomite Empire.


"You were supposed to participate in a one on one battle with another gladiator. But, I'll see if I can have you pulled out since you already fought in a game. Though I can't pull you out of your contract," said Malicia, standing to her feet. Junior glanced at his wounds, as they slowly began to heal. During this, he raised his head.


"Actually... I think I'll fight," said Junior. Malicia turned and looked at him in shock.


"I mean... I signed the damn thing. I have to show that I was at least worth being pushed ahead of the other trainees. Besides, you seem to have confidence in my abilities," said Junior, smiling at the empress.




Later, Junior found himself walking through a hall. He soon made his way out to the end of the hall, leading him to the open arena, wearing his equipment. The boy stepped out to the arena, as did another gladiator. The crowd cheered as the two combatants met. The gladiator was around Junior's size, but wore a helmet with a large visor with a net of metallic bars that obscured his face.


Junior drew his sword and held his shield firmly. His opponent gave a muffled exhale as he drew his own sword, as his bronze shield shined. The two stared each other down, just as Malicia returned to her seat in the royal sky box.


A bell suddenly rang. The opposing gladiator grunted as he stepped over to Junior, who stepped back to keep his distance. When the opponent swung his sword, Junior stepped back swiftly to avoid the blade. The gladiator snarled as his movements became more aggressive. He dashed to Junior and swung his blade again. Junior raised his shield and blocked the attack. After the block, Junior quickly raised his leg and sent a strong kick against the man's gut, sending him onto his back. The crowd cheered.


The opposing gladiator shot to his feet and ran to the mutant. With a leap, he thrust his sword in a downward strike. Junior blocked the strike but stumbled back. As Junior swung his sword in retaliation, his opponent blocked the strike with his own sword. With a quick twist, the gladiator knocked the weapon from the boy's grip.

Junior cursed to himself as he raised his shield, forced to go on the defensive. The gladiator began a barrage of attacks.


'Obviously my swordsmanship needs work,' thought Junior, as he felt himself rattle from blocking the strikes. But then, a memory was triggered, which led to action. As the gladiator swung his sword again, Junior thrust his shield, bashing him.


With his opponent disoriented, Junior tossed his shield aside and began to send quick jabs at his gut. The sword was dropped, and Junior continued his jabs at his chest, then he sent stronger punches at his helmet, knocking it off. The unrelenting strikes prevented this man from retaliating. Junior finished him off by picking him up and then slammed him to the ground. The gladiator groaned as he weakly raised his head up a bit. Junior knelt onto his chest and sent one final punch, knocking him out cold.


Again, the audience cheered. Junior sighed as he popped his stiff neck, as the Dogomites showered him with praise.


"And the winner is our newest gladiator, the Demi-Titan from beyond, GOOOOJIRA!!" The announcer shouted. The cheers seemed to have grown louder, which startled the boy. He looked around as the people sung his praise for his combative feat, surprised at their praise for slugging someone silly.


"This must be how Angirasu feels," said Junior as he waved to the crowd.




Later, Junior was walking through the halls of the Colosseum. A small smile was on his face, due to the cheers being stuck in his head. He never knew how good it felt to have people cheer for him like that.


"Psst! Hey, Gojira!" whispered a familiar voice. Junior stopped and turned to find Krush to be peeking through a small window of a heavy metal door.


"Krush?" Junior approached the door.


"Hey, man. Listen, do ya think you can bust us out? I mean, you already escaped!" said Krush in a whisper, just as a familiar young woman peered through as well. Junior grimaced.


"Right. Um... about that. I uh..." Junior rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly.


"Mr. Takeshi," a voice called. Junior shot his head up and found a hand maiden to be standing a bit further down the hall.


"Her majesty is waiting for you," said the hand maiden. Junior glanced back at the door, but looked away as he was unable to look the two in the eyes. Junior felt shame. But he didn't know why. After all, these gladiators may have just been bad news.


"I'm on my way," said Junior as he walked on.


"My God, he's been seduced by Malicia's snatch!" said Krush in alarm. The young woman hardened her eyes as she watched the boy leave.




Later that evening, Junior found himself back in Malicia's Citadel, in the dining room for dinner. As usual, he sat across from the empress. She held up her chalice to him, as the boy did the same.


"To your first victory," said Malicia. Junior smiled with a nod, before the two took a drink. The boy sighed as he leaned back in his seat.


"Bask in the glory, dear. For it is only the beginning," said Malicia.


"Ah. I'm not much of a glory hog, but I appreciate the praise," said Junior, as he sipped his wine. The empress snorted in response.

"You could've fooled me. You looked to be enjoying the praise from the audience," said Malicia.


"No, I wasn't..." Junior looked away, a small look of embarrassment and shame on his face.


"Fret not, Gojira. There is no shame in enjoying it. Besides, I believe you've earned it, after all you've been through," said Malicia, sending the boy a knowing glance. Junior gulped as he stared at his plate.


"I... I guess I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel nice to have people cheer me on for using my fists. My world punishes anyone using violence in self-defense," said junior. He then scoffed as his expression hardened.


"You beat the living shit out of someone that fucks with you, and suddenly you're the bad guy. It's not my fault that the people who pick a fight aren't tough enough to square up against me," said Junior as he jabbed a fork against his food.


"Bunch of punk ass bitches. If people insist on wasting my precious time, I'd appreciate it if they can at least stand a chance against me," said Junior in annoyance.


"So, you rarely meet your match?" asked Malicia.


"Yep. The only ones I can think of are my father and half-brother. Oh, also that asshole, Endurance," said Junior. He then gave a heavy sigh.


"It just occurred to me that I have a lot of repressed anger," said Junior, his tone flat.


"Well, the strongest gladiator is usually the most beloved. Since you're committed, how about we set you up in matches that allow you to demonstrate more of your strength?" Malicia suggested. Junior cocked an eye brow.


"What'd you have in mind?" asked Junior.


"Fighting dangerous beasts, of course. But also facing off against three gladiator opponents in one day. If you pull it off, you'll quickly gain more notoriety," said Malicia.


"Sounds dangerous," said Junior. The Empress smirked at the reluctant boy.


"Think of the people that will be in awe of you. Raising their spirits after a long grueling day in this forsaken land," said Malicia. Junior briefly thought of the offer.


"Imagine it. You'll even be a step closer at finding yourself, where you couldn't in your world," said Malicia. Junior sighed.


"You could even have all the women that your heart desires," said Malicia, a sultry look on her face. Junior's heart skipped a beat.


"W-Well... I don't care much for fangirls," said Junior with an awkward chuckle. Malicia's smile was replaced by an inquisitive look.


"Gojira, do you perhaps prefer the company of men?" asked Malicia. Junior sat in an awkward silence.


"Not in a sexual way," said Junior. He then forced a chuckle.


"I mean, if the girls are being a bit too naggy, I'll hit up the guys and hang out," said Junior in a joking manner. Malicia bore a stoic expression.


'That may have not been the appropriate joke to make, considering my current company,' thought Junior. He cleared his throat.


"I'm not gay," said Junior.


"Oh, I see," said Malicia, glancing at a door that was opened a crack. She saw sweaty and muscle built man to be peering through. Malicia made a cutting motion at her neck. Junior caught this and looked to her line of sight, finding the door to suddenly close. Malicia cleared her throat with a sheepish smile.


"Well, what sort of man would you consider yourself when it comes to relationship? Are you, what we call here, a traditionalist?" asked Malicia.


"You mean monogamous?" asked Junior.


"Yes," answered Malicia.


"Yeah, you can say that I am. But I never went out of my way to pursue a relationship. Not since I was 15," said Junior.


"Elaborate," said Malicia, resting her chin on her hand, curious to learn more of her guest. Junior was a bit reluctant. He didn't like recalling that part of his past. But, the empress's curious gaze was disarming for his usually fortified self.


"I'm not the most charming guy back home. You know, I was considered a bumbling giant for all of my life. That shot my self-confidence with girls, who went for guys who were a bit shorter and more friendly looking," said Junior with a sigh.


"In elementary school, I was known as 'Gojira, The Recess Wrecker'. Because of how rough I was when playing with the other kids. No girl wants to get close to a guy that can't even be gentle for a second," said Junior, a melancholic look.


"Well, I find you quite charming," said Malicia.


"Ah you're just saying that," said Junior as he took another bite of his dinner.


"No, honest. I do enjoy our conversations, your foreign colloquial terms, your informal mannerisms... You're refreshing company," said Malicia. Junior sighed in dismay.


"So you like me for my salty and dry personality? Wait, that's actually a first," Junior perked up. Malicia gave a small laugh.


"What sort of woman fancy your taste?" asked Malicia.


"Shit, where to begin?" Junior thought for a moment. He realized at how comfortable he was to discuss something so personal with Malicia, who was a stranger. All the while, he'd get flustered whenever the topic is brought up by his friends. It was here where Junior almost suspected Malicia acting like a diary. Someone he could confide in with his thoughts.


"Honestly, I'm not that picky when it comes to taste. I'm fine with any girl as long as she's willing to put up with me," said Junior.


"Yes, but that's boring. I mean the more juicy details. Like her traits," said Malicia, a sultry grin on her face.


"Well, I guess I got a weakness for red heads. And sometimes blondes," said Junior as he leaned back in his seat.


"I wouldn't mind if she dresses nice. Has a soft voice, or a bit deeper and even mature," said Junior.


"Which do you prefer? Tall or petite?" asked Malicia.


"Hm. I guess tall. Only because she'd have a lot more leg. Yowza," Junior chuckled, sipping his wine. He began to feel a lot more loose, as he continued to sip his wine.


"What are your thoughts on curves and breasts?" asked Malicia.


"Breasts, I'm not too obsessed with. But the curvier, the better," snickered Junior. He then felt himself starting to giggle like a fool. A smile was stuck on his face.


"If I may be blunt, you have some great looking chicks serving you. Those outfits they wear are fuckin' sexy," said Junior as he held out his chalice, where Malicia poured more wine.


"I try. Which is why I'm surprised that you refuse to lay with them," said Malicia.


"Oh don't tempt me. But I don't wanna be a teenage parent like my mom was," said Junior with a snort. "Mom always said, 'wrap it up'. But I went a step further and said, 'don't tap till she's got a ring'. Heh. Only now it's 'you're gonna die alone and a virgin'," said Junior with a laugh. He took a swig of his wine.


"This is pretty good," said Junior.


"Yes, I can see the lack of appeal of having a family," said Malicia.


"No, don't get me wrong. I have nothing against family," said Junior as he took another drink. Malicia looked at him with a puzzled look.


"If it wasn't for family, I wouldn't have bothered at trying to improve myself," said Junior.


"Hmm. Then you and I must have had very different experiences when it comes to family," said Malicia. She trailed a finger on the rim of her chalice.


"Hey, at least you'd make a better parent than me," said Junior. Malicia scoffed with an amused look.


"Nonsense," said Malicia.


"No, really. You have motherly tendencies. For someone who runs an 'evil empire', you're actually not so bad," said Junior with a chuckle. Malicia just sat silently, her expression cold.


"You know, the last girl I pursued right? I mean, you showed her to me with your magic," said Junior with a sigh.


"I always shrug off the fact that I never asked her out before. Even when she knew my feelings, I said it was no big deal," said Junior as he poured more wine, absent mindedly.


"In reality, it broke my fuckin' heart. It was because of that, I've figured that someone like me wasn't meant to find someone special. I never told her this, but sometimes when I look at Sunset, it hurts. Because I'm reminded of my own cowardice. Sometimes I worry that would affect my friendship with her," said Junior as he slightly swayed in his seat. He then hiccupped.


"But you... your majesty. You listening and helping me out has helped me with it. I think I can get over that day," said Junior. He sniffled.


"I think I had too much drink," said Junior with a snort, smiling.


"Oh. Well, perhaps you should rest. I'll have my hand maidens escort you," said Malicia, as she stood up. Junior giggled as he stood up, swaying.


"At least I know I'm not a... a violent... drunk," said Junior, snickering. He then stumbled over to the door, as a young hand maiden greeted him.


"Hehe. You're gorgeous," said Junior with a goofy grin.


"Oh dear. Come along, Sir Gojira," said the hand maiden as she took the boy's arm.




Later that evening, Malicia sighed as she returned to her study. She placed a half full wine bottle into a cabinet.


"It turned out to be stronger than I thought," said Malicia. She drew out a crystal ball, which began to depict Junior sleeping in his bed.


"Pleasant dreams," said Malicia as she waved a glowing hand.



Junior gasped as he shot his eyes wide open. He found himself staring at a white ceiling, decorated in bumps. The boy's eyes darted around, finding a familiar bed room. Junior slowly raised up, finding a window to be sitting in his room, where sunlight was beaming through. Junior slowly climbed out of the bed, making his way to the window. He parted the curtains, his eyes squinting as the bright sun assaulted his sight. He stared as he found a familiar neighborhood to be just in the corner of this house, along with a fence that divided the property with the one next it.


"Junior! You're going to be late!" called a familiar voice. Junior turned, cautiously making his way out of the bedroom and towards the living room. He saw a familiar woman to be sitting at the kitchen table, wearing her formal work attire. Her kind greyish blue eyes met his own.


"Mom?" Junior called, a bit hoarsely.


"Aw honey, what are you still doing in your pajamas?" asked Miwa.


"I-I... What's... I think I..." Junior fumbled over his words as he tried to put his thoughts into words.


"Tell you what, I can give you a ride on my way to work. You just hurry and get ready. Bathe and get those teeth brushed," said Miwa as she stood up and began to usher the boy to the bathroom.


"M-Mom, I..." Junior stumbled into the bathroom, as the door was closed behind him. Junior gasped as he saw himself in the mirror. While he was dressed in a wrinkly shirt and pajamas, his hair was back to its original length. He then looked to his left arm, finding it to be covered in human flesh, with all five fingers accounted for. Junior began to ran a hand over his arm, shuddering.


"It... It was all a dream?" asked Junior.


Later that morning, Junior found himself sitting in the passenger seat of his mother's car. The vehicle cruised through the neighborhood. Junior just stared at the window, finding the ordinary world that he had taken for granted. There were no giant beasts, no blood thirsty dinosaurs, and no magical beings in sight. There were just ordinary people, and the occasional stray cat.


Later, Junior found himself walking through school. He watched as everyone was passing by. The boy looked around, feeling a sense of discomfort. He felt so out of place, yet it almost felt right.


Junior felt a tap on his shoulder. He briefly flinched and turned to find a familiar sight. He found Twilight looking up at him with a smile.


"Hey! Are you still coming to the club after school?" asked Twilight. Junior was silent. He didn't understand.


'Why are you asking me that? You know that you kicked me out,' thought Junior.


"Yeah..." said Junior, the words having just suddenly spilled from his mouth.


"Terrific! You remember where, right?" asked Twilight. Junior nodded, absent minded. His eyes searching the halls.


"Yes."


"Great! Damn, I was hoping you'd say no," Twilight suddenly spoke in a displeased tone. Junior did a double take.


"Wait, what was that?" asked Junior.


"I said, 'Great'! I was hoping you'd say so!" said Twilight, waving to the boy as she parted. Junior just stared as she left his sight.


Junior suddenly found himself sitting at a table. He found with him the Friendship Club. There was Twilight, Sunset, Mosura, Fluttershy, Rodan, Angirasu, and even Erika Shiragami.


"So let's go over the agenda for today! We have to help set up this year's fall formal," said Twilight. Junior sighed in exasperation.


"Lame," said Junior.


"God, would it kill you to not be such a bore?" Mosura whispered in annoyance. Junior looked her way, taken aback by her comment. Mosura looked his way and smiled sweetly.


"No, it'll be fun!" Said Twilight in reassurance.


"Oh. Ok," said Junior, as he looked away from Mosura.


Junior gasped as he found himself suddenly standing in the gymnasium. The lights were dimmed, and music played in the air. Junior looked around, finding himself surrounded by a crowd of students in formal attire. He saw his friends on the dance floor, mingling. The music slowed down.


"Hey, Goji! Wanna dance?" asked Sunset. Junior's stomach formed a pit. He found the girl in a familiar dress, reaching out for him. She led him to the dance floor. Junior wanted to resist, but he felt like he was on autopilot. He was forced to live out this scenario again. The two began to dance, with Sunset leading. She looked at him warmly. Junior took some comfort at her expression. However, the boy felt a few stares were focused on the pair.


"Is she actually dancing with him?" whispered a girl in surprise.


"You think she's two timing Flash?" asked another girl.


"Nah. She's probably just being nice to that jerk," said a boy.


"I'd be embarrassed to dance with one of those freaks," whispered a girl. Junior frowned as he heard these whispers while Sunset was oblivious. No matter how much he yearned for her affection in the past, this was a reminder that the two would never have been right for each other.


"Uh... Hey, Sunset," called Junior.


"Yeah?" answered Sunset.


"Maybe we should..." Junior was interrupted as he found Flash Sentry, with a furious expression, making his way towards them.


'Not again,' thought Junior, his expression turning to dread.


"Get away from her!" shouted Flash as he stepped in between Junior and Sunset. He shoved Junior away, while Sunset's eyes widened.


"Wha- Flash!" said Sunset in disbelief. Junior stumbled back slightly but regained his footing. He hardened his expression, but, it was a forced expression that he made as to mask his real emotions.


"You... You stay away from her!" shouted Flash as he pointed towards the Transmutant. His voice drew multiple eyes towards the confrontation.


"Flash, what's gotten into you?!" demanded Sunset.


"Me?! What are you doing dancing with him?! A no good freak like him!" demanded Flash. Junior's eyes were downcast as he heard the whispers of everyone around him. Their eyes judging him for causing strife with this couple.


"What? I'm not allowed to dance with a friend?" asked Sunset with a shrug.


"Friend? With him?!" asked Flash incredulously. A few other human students murmured in agreement, wondering what possible reason Sunset could have been with the Transmutant. That's what Junior couldn't understand either.


"Flash... I didn't..." Junior was interrupted as Flash pushed Junior away.


"Back off or else I'll kick your ass, freak!" said Flash. Junior stumbled back, his eyes still on the ground. His expression soft.


"Please... Don't do this. You'll just lose her," muttered Junior.


"You keep her hands off of her! I don't ever want to catch you touching her!" shouted Flash. The crowd gave shouts of agreement.


"Get out of here!" shouted a student.


"Yeah, you're spoiling all the fun!" shouted another student. Junior found himself assaulted by a barrage of shouts from the students. All of them said the same thing. 'Go away'. Junior clenched his fists. Before the situation could escalate even further, Celestia and Luna stepped in between the two.


"Alright, that is enough! Both of you!" said Celestia. Junior raised his head to find the Principal looking his way.


"Such a troublesome boy," said Celestia. But, Junior was taken aback. He knew that he hadn't misheard. However, what he saw made him question his sight. The woman's lips had not moved when she uttered that sentence.


"But I..." Junior spoke up.


"I don't know what's going on, but you both need to cool down and talk this out!" said Celestia, glaring at the boy.


"It's like he's always the cause of conflict!" Celestia's voice echoed in Junior's mind. The boy bore a pained expression.


"Fine. I'll just go," said Junior as he turned to walk away. As he walked, Junior found himself walking to the end of the gymnasium, where the door suddenly opened, revealing a dark void ahead. Junior pressed, as everyone watched. No one called out to him as he walked through the door. No one told him to stop, nor did they follow. They just watched, as oblivion welcomed him. In the darkness, Junior's steps were echoed. He could see nothing in front of him. The air became stale and thick, making it hard to breathe. Junior gasped for oxygen, but no amount of air he inhaled was able to satisfy his burning lungs.


Junior gasped as he shot up, his eyes wide and alert. His breathing was ragged as he found himself in a large bed, covered with fine silk sheets. He found the mediaeval design of this room, prompting Junior to sigh as he lied back down and stared up at the ceiling. He didn't know whether to be relieved or sad.






Sunset panted as she stirred awake. Her vision was in a haze from the drowsiness that she felt. The girl found herself struggling to breathe, as her heart ached. She felt a growing panic, prompting the girl to become more awake. Her sounds and movements caused those around her to stir awake. Meanwhile, Senior tore his eyes away from the river than ran through this dark cave.


"What's wrong?" asked Senior.


"I-I don't know. I feel like I can't breathe," said Sunset, as her friends awakened.


"Sunset?" Twilight raised her head, growing awake. Miwa scooted close to the girl.


"Alright, just settle down. Sit up, relax, and-" Miwa helped the girl to sit upright.


"Wait... Wait, I think I'm good," said Sunset, beginning to settle down. She let out a sigh as she took a deep breath.


"You OK?" asked Rainbow.


"Yeah... I-"


"Aw. Sunset, don't cry," said Pinkie.


"Wha-" Sunset quickly felt her face, finding that yet again, there were tear stains on her cheeks.


"Why does this keep happening?" Sunset asked herself.


"Sunset?" Twilight raised a brow.


"Nothing. I'm fine," said Sunset, wiping her cheeks. She looked around, finding the cold stone walls of the tunnel that the large skull that they rode in was still traveling in.


"How much further?" asked Sunset.


"It looks like we're there," said Senior as he and a couple of the soldiers began to use long sticks and pieces of bone to stop the skull raft. The skull stopped by a wooden dock, which led straight to another tunnel. Except this one appeared more man made. There were stone pillars that made up the entrance, decorated with old cracks. They made their way into this new tunnel.


"Looks like this is the right place," said Aiko, as she took notice of the design of the hall. There were some engravings in the stone, along with some golden plaques that lined certain sections of the walls, engraved with a foreign text.


It was here that the group took notice of a stench that seemed to linger in the air. The stench grew on their journey, as they came across an area, which bore shelves that lined the walls. There were skulls piled on the shelves, as well as around the pillar in the center of this room. The sight of the dead roused up some anxiousness in the group, especially in the teens that made it up.


"Look at all of these bones," said Manda, wide eyed.


"Great. How the hell do we get out of here?" asked Aria.


"We just keep moving forward. There has to be an exit somewhere," said Twilight as she walked on ahead.







It was morning. Junior sighed as he sat at the dining room table, alone. He was sluggishly eating the breakfast he had in front of him. Eggs, hot ham, and a roll of bread. A chalice of fresh goat milk sat by as his beverage.


Junior was once again lost in his own thoughts. He rarely had to dwell on it the past couple of days, thanks to having tasks to occupy him. But since the empress seemed to be running late this morning, he couldn't help but let his mind wander. The nightmare that he had stuck with him. It wasn't so much that it scared him. Rather, it just reminded him of a night he regretted. But, he seemed to have recalled that night differently. But as he thought, Junior couldn't recall that night. Only the dream.


"Maybe... that did happen?" asked Junior. He shook his head. He decided not to dwell on it.


Junior heard the doors suddenly open. He turned to find a man in formal attire to be approaching. He carried a bit of snootiness in the way he carried himself.


"Her majesty will be unable to join you for this morning's breakfast. But she would like you to know that she will see you for your next gladiatorial match today, this afternoon," said the man. Junior sighed.


"OK, thanks," said Junior. As he was left alone, Junior continued to eat. Soon, his dish and chalice were empty.


"Well, I guess I should be going," said Junior as he stood up and set his napkin down.


Later, Junior found himself making his way to the colosseum, just after being given a ride from a chariot, courteous of Malicia. The boy made his way to the entrance, but stopped as he noticed a man to be pasting a poster overhead.


"A list of participants?" asked Junior as he read off the several names. Two of which was familiar. Krush and Birdman. Among the names, Junior saw his own.


"Hm." Junior continued inside the colosseum.


The boy later found himself walking alongside an older man.


"So, you will be starting off every day of your scheduled matches in the warm up phases. You'll fight along the remaining prisoners against three waves of beasts as last time. After that, you'll be granted a resting period before being pit against your first opponent," said the older man.


"If I survive the warm up," the Junior.


"Indeed. Be sure to head to the armory. The games will begin in an hour," said the older man, leaving the boy.


"Right," said Junior. He sighed as he walked off.


As Junior made his way to the armory, he began to scan through the options of what was provided. He had a mildly annoyed look.


"They could at least give me a hint at what kind of monsters they're setting me up with," said Junior as he scanned the racks. Then, a thought came to his mind.


"Oh, right!" said Junior as he drew out a small notebook.


"One of the hand maidens documented the kind of creatures that tended to be pit against gladiators. Maybe if I review a bit, this can help me be prepared," said Junior as he opened the notebook. His eyes began to scan through it, as he hummed.


"I don't recognize some of these from the encyclopedia..." said Junior. Then, a thought came to his mind.


"Why am I talking to myself?" asked Junior aloud.




The crowd was cheering as they sat from their seats. The Colosseum was much more packed than usual. Being that it was high noon, more people were willing to watch. Especially with the news that had spread as of late.


"I was here yesterday, and it was AMAZING! This new gladiator took on two Icarus Tigers and one Devilphant on his own!" said a man in the audience, speaking to someone beside him.


"Oh, I heard of him! Was he not a Demi-Titan from beyond?"


"Yes! I believe he was called, Gojira."


Junior found himself tightening on the armor sleeve onto his right arm. He adjusted the shoulder piece to reduce the discomfort that he felt. The boy found himself in the armory with the remaining prisoners that were forced to participate in this barbaric form of entertainment.


"Hello," greeted a feminine voice. Junior turned to find a familiar woman to be standing behind him, sporting some light pieces of armor over her clothes. Here, Junior was able to take in more of her physical traits.


The woman reached to just below his shoulders in regards to her height. She had muscle toned arms and strong feminine curves, hinting to the boy that she wasn't a sheltered girl. She had a subtle definition in her cheeks that gave off the form of bone. Underneath the grime and sweat that covered her face, one could see hints of the natural beauty that she had underneath. A small mole marked beneath the corner of her eye.. Strands of her strawberry shoulder length hair was brightened from the small amount of light that trailed into the armory. Her earthy green eyes met with the boy's.


"Hi..." said Junior, awkwardly.


"I'm surprised to see you here," said the woman, a hand on her hip.


"Why's that?" asked Junior.


"I figured that since you were meeting with the Empress the previous day-" Junior quickly cupped a hand over her lips before she could utter another word. He quickly looked back at the other gladiators, who were in the process of preparing for the warm up game. Junior suddenly felt teeth against his palm.


"Ow!" Junior pulled his hand away, while the woman glared at him.


"Are you normally this rude?!" demanded the woman.


"Sorry! But could you keep a lid on that little detail?" whispered Junior.


"What's there to hide? Everyone already knows that you're sponsored by Malicia herself," said the woman.


"Sponsored?" asked Junior. He suddenly noticed Krush to be walking by.


"Sponsors tend to help fund the gladiatorial games. They pay for the animals, the weapons, the maintenance, the food, and the gladiators themselves," said Krush.


"You guys get payed?" asked Junior.


"Don't be silly, friend. We're prisoners. The most we get is a bed and a meal," said Krush with a chuckle. The woman bore a flat look.


"Not even a bed. Didn't you see that you were to be sponsored in your contract?" asked the woman.


"I didn't see anything like that," said Junior with a shrug. The woman looked at him in confusion.


"Then why would she request your presence? There's no other reason for that unless she knew you personally," said the woman.


"Listen... Wait, what was your name?" asked Junior.


"It's Kiri," said the woman.


"Kiri. Look, she's just doing me a favor. After that, I'm out of here," said Junior.


"Ooh. I wouldn't think it's that easy," said Krush. Junior raised a brow.


"Why?"


"Well, think about it. There's literally no other Demi-Titan in the Empire aside from the Empress herself. Have you noticed that?" asked Kiri.


"That's news to me," said Junior.


"Why is it that Malicia is helping you? Has she told you that?" asked Kiri.


"Well, she says that we have stuff in common," said Junior with a shrug.


"What? Are you both genocidal tyrants?" asked Krush with a chuckle.


"No, no. It's just... Maybe she just wants..." Junior began to wonder what exactly that Malicia was looking to get out of all of this. Why would she accommodate him in her citadel and why would she suggest he become a gladiator? It couldn't have just been to help him with his problem. At least, that's what Junior's conscience said. There didn't seem to be any logical reason for her to drag him all the way to her citadel just to help him get over the lousy life he lives. That always sat in the back of Junior's mind, whenever the woman spoke warmly to him, and brought him in a motherly embrace.


"Maybe she just wants someone to talk to. I don't know," said Junior with a shrug. Both Krush and Kiri both looked to each other. Junior immediately regretted his answer, feeling like an idiot.


"L-Look, I'm only here because she said it could help me learn to take control of my own destiny. There's nothing weird going on," said Junior.


"Gojira, was it? I can tell that you're not from around here and lack any idea of who you've gotten involved with," said Kiri as she placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. She looked at him with sincere concern.


"All I can say is that you should never make a deal with her. Do not get close to her. And most importantly, NEVER trust her," said Kiri.


"I'll keep that in mind," Junior grabbed a sword from the rack. The doors suddenly opened. Junior took a breath as he followed the gladiators out into the arena. The boy quickly pushed aside the thoughts that Kiri had stirred. He couldn't afford to be distracted.


The crowd cheered as the gladiators took to the center of the arena. Junior noticed that Malicia had indeed come to watch him. The audience cheered as the Empress waved to her subjects.


"Look at these sheep. Cheering for that slut," spat a gladiator.


"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's gladiatorial games!" said the announcer from a podium that stood at the side of the arena. The crowd cheered


"We have a special day for you! You might have seen him last time, and he's back for more! Sponsored by our beloved Empress Malicia, Goooojira! Son of Leviathan!" said the announcer. The crowd erupted into loud cheers. At least most of these people were familiar with the one introduced. Junior sheepishly smiled as he awkwardly waved. But, he noticed some glares from the other gladiators.


"I'd stop it if I were you," whispered Kiri.


"Yeah, somehow I doubt it'd change anything," said Junior.


"Gladiators! Get ready for your first battle! Coming from the freezing tundra of the north, the Yetis!!" The announcer shouted, as the gates at the other side of the arena opened.



From the tunnel, heavy footsteps filled the air. A trio of large ape-like creatures came storming through. They were coated in wooly white fur, with faces and paws a pale pink. The beasts bore strong jaws, with sharp canines that hung in their mouth. The creatures gave loud bellows and shrieks as they stood in a bipedal stance, standing at over 8 feet in height.


One of the yetis snarled as it looked around itself, enraged by the loud cheers. The beast shrieked as it leapt over to the wall of the arena, then bounded several feet into the air.


"Oh fuck!" Junior exclaimed in alarm, as the snow ape jumped to where the audience sat. People screamed in fright as the ape came their way. But as it reached the front row audience, the beast was met with a glowing grid wall, which sent volts of magic into its body. The yeti fell back into the arena, sparking. It gave distressed shrieks as the other two yetis rushed over to it.


"Oh don't worry folks! We prepare for the unexpected!" laughed the announcer.


The yetis turned their attention to the gladiators. The beasts immediately recognized them as threats. The largest of the apes began to beat its chest and roared, while the other two slammed their paws on the ground, hooting and shrieking like common apes.


"Watch out for those monkeys, friend! They can tear a man in two with their bare hands!" said Krush.


The yetis began to leap and lunge for the gladiators, causing them to retreat and scatter. The snow simians began to swing their powerful arms at the gladiators, knocking them back.


"I freaking hate apes!" shouted Junior, as Birdman flew around the arena. He gave a falcon-like shriek as he dove down towards one of the yetis. He raised one leg and tucked the other back. As he dove for the ape, Birdman struck it in the back of the head, causing it to fell over in a daze. Before the yeti could retaliate, the avian flapped his wings and leapt high out of its reach.


Meanwhile, gladiators that attempted to get close to the yetis for an attack were immediately swiped away by the simians' long reach. Their armor and shields did little to protect the gladiators from the powerful blows. In fact, certain gladiators were met with the large fists of the apes, caving in the bones in their bodies. The gladiators took advantage of those unfortunate at being beaten to death by retreating further away.


"So, you got any ideas?!" asked Junior, looking to Kiri.


"I was hoping you would have one!" said Kiri.


"Me?!"


"Yes! You're a Demi-Titan aren't you?! Can't you transform and kill them?!" Kiri shouted as a yeti hurled a shield their way, prompting the two to drop for cover.


"But I can't control it! If I do that, I might just end up killing everyone here!" said Junior, as he and Kiri began to run off, as a yeti gave chase.


"Agh you are useless!" said Kiri.


"You're the one who comes off like a zoologist! Don't these things have weaknesses?!" Junior shouted as he stumbled over himself.


"What weakness?! These things almost get stronger the more pissed off they get!" said Kiri. Junior groaned in exasperation.


"I didn't sign up for Marvel Comics!" said Junior


"What?!" asked Kiri.


"Nothing!" Junior grabbed an axe that had fallen to the ground. He turned and hurled the weapon at the yeti that pursued the two. The ape caught the weapon in its shoulder, causing it to shriek in pain. It stumbled to the ground, as its white coat was stained in red. Junior skidded to a halt, finding that the yeti was on the ground, wailing.


"Looks like the force from that throw was more than it could handle! Finish it!" said Kiri. Junior sighed as he burst into a sprint, raising his sword. As he jumped, he sought to bring his blade down and stab the beast. However, the yeti caught the blade with its bare hand. With a snarl, the yeti swung Junior to the ground beside itself.


"Ow..." Junior groaned. He found the yeti standing over him, its fists raised. As the simian slammed its fists, Junior rolled away. He then swung his reptilian hand back against its face. The claws slashed the yeti's face, creating deep gashes. One of the beast's eyes was also shredded, leaving a trail of blood to fall from its socket. As the yeti writhed in agony, Junior took back his sword and rammed the blade into the beast's chest.


The yeti snarled as it grabbed Junior by the head, glaring at the boy with one eye. Junior grunted as he felt his skull being squeezed. He swiped away the creature's hand and then jammed the sword deeper into the ape's body. The yeti fell back, wheezing as it attempted to pull out the sword, which was already deep inside its chest. Junior stumbled away with a pant.


"Impressive!" said Kiri in approval.


"Oh yeah, sure. A moment ago you were saying that I was useless," panted Junior, annoyance on his face.


Soon, the remaining yetis were killed. The beasts lied died in the sand, their blood staining the ground and their white coats. As the gladiators recuperated, they were faced off with another threat.


A triceratops had entered the arena. It was a gnarly looking creature, with long horns, a hide covered in battle scars, and a heavy dark body. It snarled and bellowed as it charged at any gladiator like a mad bull. More gladiators fell to this beast and its fury.


However, this beast was thwarted once Krush suggested sending the dino into a blind rage. The remaining gladiators ran around and forced the creature to charge after them.


Junior had taken the time to act as decoy himself. But, as the dino charged him, Junior ran to the wall. The boy leaped off the side of the wall, while the triceratops rammed into it. Its horns snapped and hung from tissue, and its mind fell in a daze. The remaining gladiators took the opportunity to swarm and attack it.


"Just when I thought these games couldn't get any better!" said Kenra, watching from on high with Malicia and Sigyn.


"You've yet to see the best," said Malicia.



Meanwhile, back in the arena, the gladiators regrouped.


"One more and we live to see tomorrow!" Said Krush


"And now, today's final opponent before the main event..." the announcer spoke. The gladiators tensed as the heavy gates raised. Heavy footsteps filled the air. Junior's eyes widened in horror.


"The great and mighty, Tyrant Dragon!!" The announcer cried as an adult tyrannosaurus rex stormed into the arena. It gave a loud and mighty roar that deafened everyone in the Colosseum. Audiences cheered through their ringing ears.


"We're fucked," said Kiri, eyes wide.


"Oh good. So I wasn't just being pessimistic," said Junior, his tone flat.


The gladiators gave panicked cries as they scattered through the arena. This prompted the rex to give chase, its predatory instincts triggered. The rex hunted down and snatched up anyone that was in its sights. Their cries were silenced as the rex crushed them with its powerful jaws.


Limbs went flying as the gladiators were snatched up by the rex. Large patches of sand were stained with the dark blood that once flowed through them. By this time, the majority of the gladiators that were forced to fight for their lives were now dead, with only their blood or dismembered limbs being what remained. The gluttonous rex's snout was coated in the crimson blood and the bits of flesh from its kills. The dinosaur snarled as its sights focused on the group of remaining gladiators. Among them were Kiri, Junior, Krush, Birdman, and a few others.


"Well my friends, it was an honor doing battle with you," said Krush in defeat. Junior gritted his teeth. Not only was his life on the line, but others. He had immediately forgotten about the fact that they may have likely been some rebellious scoundrels that caused problems for the people of this land. He didn't know what to make of it. It was likely just basic human instinct, not wanting to see others to suffer to something terrible as this.


'I gotta do it. It's the only shot I have!' thought Junior. He closed his eyes as he began to focus his thoughts. He grunted as his veins began to bulge beneath the skin of his neck. His skin slightly darkened around his neck, but began to slowly recede to its normal complexion. The soft tissue would roughen, but quickly soften.


"What are you doing?" asked Kiri.


"Don't talk to me while I'm doing this! I need to-" Junior growled as his muscles slightly increased in mass, but only stayed as a minor bulk up. His eyes switched from normal to reptilian, but then back to normal.


"Fuck! I can't get it to-" Junior felt Kiri grab his arm and pulled him.


"We can't stay here!" cried Kiri as she led Junior to run with the other gladiators. The Rex roared as it gave chase, its massive feet stomped into the sand, creating imprints. Junior was cursing himself, being unable to change. In reality, he was hesitating to change form. Whenever he felt the change getting started, the boy dreaded what would come out of it. He was in a Colosseum filled with hundreds of people. He could easily bring more harm than good, just to kill one t-rex. He didn't have confidence in the 'contingencies' that this place apparently had set up when it came to beasts turning on the audience.


Junior heard a scream from one of the gladiators as the rex snapped its jaws down on him, having caught up to the one who lagged behind. This snapped Junior back to the reality of the situation. Malicia wasn't going to bail him out, even if she was treating him like a guest. After all, he consented to this death game. He had to take risks.


Junior stopped and turned to face the rex, as his eyes became reptilian.


"Don't do it, friend!" cried Krush.


"GOJIRA!" Kiri shrieked in horror.


The rex was approaching closer by the second. Junior locked his eyes with the beast as its maw opened, revealing its razor sharp teeth and the saliva that came with it. Junior's throat suddenly tightened and ached. Junior gulped as he steeled himself, his bones rattling from inside his body. Junior stepped forward and let lout an inhuman shriek that pierced the air. Everyone cupped their ears in pain. The rex suddenly skidded to a halt, wincing at the sound, but quickly shook it off. The rex snarled as it stepped forward, but Junior made an aggressive step forward, giving a screech. The rex roared back, defying the boy's attempt of intimidation. However, Junior kept shrieking, which switched to bellows. He would switch back and forth between the aggressive tones of these animalistic sounds. The rex winced and stepped away as Junior kept up the shrieks.


"Well, I'll be..." a gladiator said, wide eyed.


"This may be our chance!" said Kiri, pointing to the rex's legs.


"We have to go for its legs!" said Kiri.


"Leave it to me!" said Krush as he hoisted up his weapon, a large and heavy iron hammer head on a long handle. He began to run to flank the dinosaur, while Birdman took to the air. All the while, Junior kept the rex distracted with his deafening shrieks.


"Oh this is giving me a headache!" groaned Krush, as he came closer to the rex. He raised the hammer and swung with all of his might, allowing the momentum of the hammer to carry him along. The iron hammer head slammed against the beast's leg, just below the knee. There was a loud pop and then the agonized shriek of the rex as it suddenly fell onto its belly.


"Ah!" Junior yelped as he fell back, as the rex's head crashed down in front of him. He quickly scooted back as the dinosaur snapped its jaws at him. It wailed as it attempted to stand, but was unable to. The leg that was struck began to swell and bruise. It also appeared to deform.


"Look out!" Krush threw his weapon, sending it hurling to the rex's head. The hammer struck it in the side of its head, while smashing its brow and eye. The rex thrashed in pain as the side of its face bled, while Junior scrambled to his feet. The rex struggled to stand, but the agony it felt from its leg caused it to drop back down immediately. Junior quickly drew his sword and rushed to the rex. He hopped over onto its head. The dinosaur wailed as it thrashed, shaking its head in attempt to get the boy off.


With a shout, Junior raised his sword and brought it down on the rex's skull. The rex gave one last shriek that turned into a gurgle. Its eyes rolled back and its muscles began to spasm. Junior held his sword tightly as he kept the blade in. The dinosaur's head then collapsed back to the sand with a heavy thump, leaving dust to fly on impact. Junior panted as he sat on the back of the beast's neck, while his grip remained on the handle of the sword. He kept a hard expression as he remained still, just waiting for the beast to suddenly wake up and thrash again. After a minute, the dinosaur was silent, having had ceased drawing breath.


The Colosseum suddenly erupted into loud cheers. Junior shakily got off of the rex, stumbling away from it. Krush suddenly embraced him into a tight hug and gave a hearty laugh as he lifted the boy off of the ground.


"Haha! You did it, my friend! You killed one of the most dangerous creatures in Equescidar!" said Krush, setting Junior down.


"I couldn't have done it without you. In fact, I was sure it was gonna eat me as soon as I got tired of shrieking," said Junior, in relief. Kiri and the remaining gladiators ran over.


"You stupid and insane fool!" said Kiri with a glare.


"Yeah that may describe my-" Junior was silenced as the woman pulled him close and planted a loud and wet smooch on his cheek, dangerously close to his lips. The boy was stunned. Kiri pulled away.


"Consider that as a thank you for saving our hides," said Kiri with a playful smirk. Junior blushed with a bashful chuckle.


"It was nothing," said Junior.


Meanwhile, from the royal sky box, Malicia watched with a devilish smirk. Kenra and Sigyn stood with unnerved looks.


"My God, he's so strong," said Sigyn.


"The freak didn't even transform," said Kenra, hardening her expression.


"I've seen much stronger ones before him. If not for the group, I'm certain he'd have perished. But, he has proven himself to be capable. That makes him all the more valuable," said Malicia, a sinister grin grew on her face, as the audience cheered.




Junior sighed as he found himself sitting in a small room. He was sipping from a gourd full of cool and refreshing water. As the liquid traveled down his esophagus, he began to pour some water onto his face. He gasped from the sudden drench. He wiped his dirty face, washing away some dirt. Meanwhile, the water had begun to drench his bare chest.


"Bravo, Gojira," said a familiar voice. Junior turned to find Malicia to be making her way over, a smile on her face.


"Once again, you've proven yourself a capable warrior. Killing a Tyrant Dragon is no feat to scoff at," said Malicia. Junior nodded to her.


"Thanks. Though I had help," said Junior.


"Even so, it's a testament to your endurance. After all, only a few of you have survived," said Malicia. Junior sighed, frowning.


"Yeah..." said Junior. He looked to the Empress with a questioning look.


"So... What's gonna happen to the remaining gladiators? I mean... They never replaced the ones that were killed before. And there's like 6 of them left," said Junior.


"They may be prisoners, but they'll be moved up to one on one or cooperative battles against other gladiators. Thanks to you, their odds of survival increased," said Malicia. Junior sighed in relief.


"Good," said Junior. He then stiffened.


"I-I mean..."


"It's fine. I know how one can form attachments under high stress situations," said Malicia, taking a seat next to the boy.


"I wouldn't say I'm 'attached'. I mean, I hardly know them," said Junior.


"Good. It'll be easier for you to not get attached to them," said Malicia. Junior looked at her in confusion.


"Easier?"


"Never mind that. I just came here to wish you good luck on your next fights," said Malicia. She then leaned close to the boy, a sultry smile on her face. Junior instinctively leaned away, but the woman seemed to have lean in closer. His heart raced.


"Perhaps I'll reward you myself for your wins," said Malicia, winking. Junior's heart skipped a beat. He watched as the Empress stood up and walked away, her dress hugging her body. Junior found his eyes drawn to her swaying hips. Soon, she was out of sight.


"I wonder how her legs look under that dress," said Junior to himself. He then quickly smacked his cheeks.


"Whoa! Whoa! Junior, come on! Don't get the hots for the evil queen! You barely know her! Plus, you saw her eat up another guy, literally!" said Junior. He sighed as he scratched his head.


"Damn it! It's getting harder to keep sex off the brain! It's like biology is telling me to pass my genes on because my body knows that it can die any day now," said Junior. He groaned as he held his head.


"Kiri also has some great looking le- NO! Stop it!" Junior smacked his head. He quickly got up and began to place back on his shirt, along with his armor.


"I have no right to rip on Rodan for being a pervert," said Junior with a sigh.


Later, Junior found himself returning to the arena. Again, he was met with cheers as he was introduced. He waved to the audience, who seemed to have been going nuts for his presence. He wasn't surprised to see the rex's carcass to still be lying in the arena. After all, it'd take a while to get that thing out and to clear this place out.


Junior found himself facing off with his first opponent. The fight went on, and ended quickly. While the man had good sword work, Junior's display earlier led to hesitation from him, which allowed the boy to go on the constant offensive. The opposing gladiator was knocked out cold by a kick from the boy, leaving him in the sand. The crowd cheered.


Shortly after the first foe was dragged out of the arena, a second gladiator came in. He was a hulking figure. Junior found more trouble with this one. He was quite the aggressive fighter. He swung a wooden club and screamed like a mad man. Junior relied on his shield to get close and to block the coming blows. He thought to stay on the defensive and to keep his distance. The opposing gladiator soon became worn out by his berserk strategy. This allowed Junior strike back. He ditched his sword and rushed to the gladiator, shield raised. He bashed his opponent with the shield, knocking him onto his back. Junior then kneeled on his chest and proceeded to beat his shield against his face, multiple times. The gladiator went limp, having been knocked unconscious. The crowd cheered again, while Junior stood and raised his fists and shield, basking in the praise.


"Yeah! Lemme hear ya say my name!" said Junior, holding a hand to his ear.


"Go-Ji-Ra! Go-Ji-Ra!" the audience chanted.


"Damn right! That's what I like to hear!" chuckled Junior, as the audience cheered.


"Well he seems to be having fun," said Sigyn from the sky box.


"Yeah, but it'd be better if he'd make some heads fly. Display some of that lethality on the gladiators," said Kenra, crossing her arms over her chest. Malicia lightly frowned as she watched Junior, bask in the glory, while his sword lied about on the far side of the arena.


The third opponent came in. As expected, Junior proved to be more than a match for him. It seemed that the win with that Rex has made him much more confident in the arena. He was easily thwarting the gladiators with his bare hands. They even lived to see another day, when they regain consciousness at least. Malicia sighed as she watched, as Junior basked in the final win. The audience chanted his name.


"What troubles you, Empress Malicia?" asked Sigyn.


"It's nothing to be concerned about. Come. Let us return to the citadel. We have a celebration to prepare for," said Malicia, smiling at two of her enforcers.







The air was becoming less stale. The Rescue Team found themselves having navigated through countless corridors, where many decaying corpses and skeletons lied in rest. There was very little light. Candles and torches hung on the walls, having not been lit. The team relied on their equipment for light.


"Hey, look!" said Pinkie, pointing ahead. The group saw that there were some rays of light being cast into a larger room. No corpses or skeletons were seen. Not even coffins or shelves. Instead, there was a large heavy iron door, with symbols decorating it. A couple of small windows were above on the walls, where day light shined through.


"Oh God, please tell me-!" Manda exclaimed. The soldiers rushed to the door. They got into a tactical formation. A couple with their backs to the wall, while one pulled open the door. The soldier aimed his rifle through the crack, scanning the sight. All he saw were stone pillars and some stairs. He opened the door wider.


"We're clear," said the soldier as he took point. The rest of the group stepped out, finding the stairs to be leading outside of a man-made pit. Senior took point with a rifle, while Aiko flanked him. The rest of the soldiers climbed up the stairs and found themselves standing outside of the pit. Their eyes widened at what they saw.


Beyond the pit was a field of dead trees and white sand. Beyond the field was a city, with buildings that stood around the height of a small modern city. Aiko felt a pit in her stomach as she saw the cold stone boxes that stood in crowds, as a stench lingered in the air. Some structures towered high into the sky. Aiko felt unpleasant memories of the city she lived in, Trotkyo. This entire scenery made her depressed, much like the city did to her when growing up. Only this place appeared deader.


Soon, the rest of the group made their way out of the pit. They stared, wide eyed at the sight of this great city.


"Looks like this is it," said Angirasu.


"We have to find Gojira, in that?" asked Rarity, her tone lacking confidence.


"OK, we obviously can't go waltzing around. I propose we set up a base of operations here in the catacombs. We'll need resources and information. I have a feeling that we're gonna be here a while," said Aiko. Senior stared off at the city. Somewhere, his son was out there.


"Hold on, son," said Senior to himself.







It was evening. The moon hung high in the sky. Music played in the air. The dining hall of Malicia's citadel was filled with many different people, all dressed in formal attire.


Junior stood at the sidelines, as he watched the people mingle. All the while, Malicia was sitting on a throne that was placed at the table. She waved to the boy. Junior weakly smiled as he made his way over.


"Have a seat, dear," said Malicia, gesturing to the chair on her right.


"Sure." Junior took a seat with a sigh. He found men and women to be taking their seats, as a band played the instruments in the corner of the hall. Guards were posted around, including Malicia's enforcers.


"Friends of yours?" asked Junior.


"Ah. These are nobles, entrepreneurs, sponsors, Lords, high ranking military officials... People that I often find myself meeting with," said Malicia.


"Ah. So just business," said Junior.


"Yes, but today is a celebration for today's games," said Malicia.


"I appreciate it, but I don't..." Junior scratched his head awkwardly.


"Oh, it's fine. Besides, I'll take any excuse to enjoy a drink," said Malicia with a grin. Junior chuckled.


"Dinner is served!" the head chef announced as he opened up the double doors to the kitchen. Men holding large trays and dishes came waltzing in. They began to place the food along the tables.


"Damn, that's a lot of meat," said Junior, seeing some trays holding large chunks of cooked meat.


"Made from the Tyrant Dragon that you killed," said Malicia with a smirk. The boy gave her a look of shock.


"You had that entire thing cooked?!" asked Junior.


"Not at all. I only had enough harvested for tonight," said Malicia in amusement. She began to carve a piece and set it on Junior's plate.


"You have the honor of having the first taste of your kill," said Malicia.


"Sweet. I always wondered how dinosaur tasted," said Junior as he took his knife and fork. As he cut a smaller piece, he placed it in his mouth. He chewed and took in the flavor. He went still as he bore a blank expression.


"Is something wrong?" asked Malicia.


"It kinda tastes like chicken..." said Junior. He scowled.


"That's disappointing to be honest. I had a conversation about this with someone too," said Junior.


"I'm sorry to hear that. I can take that off your hands," said Malicia.


"No, it's fine. It's still pretty good," said Junior as he continued to eat. The taste of the beast began to make sense. After all, reptiles, birds, amphibians and fish were classified as white meat. Only mammals were red meat. Malicia smiled. She raised her chalice and stood.


"Everyone, I would like to make a toast to the one who's displayed such ferocity and courage in the gladiatorial arena," said Malicia. Junior stiffened as all sights fell on him, while everyone raised their chalices.


"To you, Gojira. May you live long, and enjoy many victories. Both in and outside of the arena," said Malicia, smiling warmly at the boy. Junior blushed as he stared at the table, feeling an awkwardness as everyone downed their drinks in his honor. He wasn't used to this kind of attention. Hell, it was a whole lot more than what he would expect from a normal person.


"She's spoiling him," said Kenra from the corner of the room.


"I would too. He's quite adorable," said Sigyn with a smirk.


"I hate kids... Especially teenagers," said Max with a wheeze and giggle.


"We know..." Kenra and Sigyn responded flatly.


During this night, the guests for tonight's dinner helped themselves to all of the delicious food provided, as well as the sweet wine. They often got onto topics related to business and the current politics of the Empire, though Junior tuned that stuff out. He instead focused more on Malicia and a couple of 'sponsors' for the gladiatorial games.


"I would say that today's games were our most popular in years. The audience especially loved this one," said one of the men, pointing a fork to Junior, who ate in silence.


"Yes, but it seems that one on one fights are much too easy," said another sponsor.


"So?" Junior shrugged. The men chuckled.


"Well, nomrally it'd be fine. But you don't seem to... go all out," said one of the men. Junior cocked a brow.


"He means that you don't kill your gladiator opponents," said Malicia.


"Why does that matter? I've killed plenty of those creatures. What's it matter that I don't kill the gladiators?" asked Junior.


"Well, the games are typically to the death. The people crave the violence. Especially when it’s between two men," said a sponsor. Junior grimaced. But, he knew that he shouldn't be surprised.


"I just... I don't see the point of killing them. I mean, people can give up and cease to be a threat. Unlike the animals, which attack you until they're killed," said Junior. The men appeared dissatisfied with his response.


"You wouldn't want him to go for killing blows, anyhow," said Malicia, drawing their attention. She was sipping her wine.


"If he did, he'd clear out every gladiator that you have. Then what'll Dogomites do for a pass time?" Malicia smirked.


"Hm. Fair enough. But I believe we should find more ways to spice up your gladiatorial matches. Perhaps multiple gladiators at once," said one of the men.


"I think that would provide you more of a challenge, wouldn't you agree?" Malicia's eyes fell on the boy next to her.


"Sure," said Junior with a nod. He looked around, lightly frowning as he found the type of company that filled the dining hall. Junior cleared his throat as he scooted away from the table.


"Excuse me. I need to uh... use the 'chamber'," said Junior.


"Of course," said Malicia.


Junior began to make his way out of the dining hall, while Malicia motioned for Sigyn to come over.


"Keep an eye on him." Malicia whispered.



Meanwhile, Junior roamed the hall in silence. He gave a relieved sigh. He felt like he was never going to get over large crowds as that. Not to mention it was too formal. He was never a conversational guy, but these high class people made it tedious to engage. It was all business and other things the boy couldn't see himself being concerned with.


Junior noticed a hand maiden to be walking by. This was a perfect opportunity.


"Excuse me," called Junior. The young lady stopped with a smile.


"Yes, sir?"


"Do you think you can pack some food that's enough for a group? Maybe some wine as well?" asked Junior. The hand maiden bore a brief look of confusion. But she smiled none the less.


"Certainly. Where shall I bring it?" asked the woman.


"Just meet me outside," said Junior as he walked off.


Junior found himself peering outside of the citadel front doors. He saw that there was a pair of guards standing by the front gates to the citadel. He took a breath as he pondered his next move.


"Let's see... How can I walk out of here without a hassle?" asked Junior. He turned and noticed the familiar hand maiden to be approaching, carrying two large baskets in her arms along with a wine bottle.


"I think I just got an idea..." Junior said to himself with a smirk. He then approached the woman and took one of the baskets.


"Appreciate it, Miss. But would you mind following me for a while?" asked Junior. The Hand Maiden appeared hesitant for a brief moment.


"Well... Her majesty has asked us to attend to your needs as well. I shall," said the hand maiden.


"Sweet. Let's go," said Junior as he walked on ahead. The woman bore an odd look as she was led to the citadel gates.


"Evening, gentlemen," greeted Junior, casually. The guards turned their attention to the boy. Junior took notice of stiffness about the men. A stiffness that wasn't there until he had arrived.


"I was just about to head on out of here for a bit. Thought I'd let you guys know," said Junior.


"Empress Malicia sees it fit to not allow you to leave these grounds during the evening," said one of the guards. Junior cocked a brow, genuinely curious. With the way the woman behaved, she made it seem like that he had a right to leave whenever he pleased.


"I wasn't aware of any curfew," said Junior.


"It's for your own safety. The city is a dangerous place at night," said the guard. Junior couldn't help but take note of some tension in the tone, as if he was making up an excuse.


"Come on, I'll come right back. I just wanna spend some quality time with this lovely young lady," said Junior, wrapping an arm around the hand maiden and brought her close.


"Wh-Wha-?!" the Hand maiden stiffened and blushed profusely. The guards sent each other glances.


"You can't expect me to have her eat in a bedroom in the citadel. I'm more of a romancer," said Junior, caressing the woman's shoulder. The hand maiden's face grew redder, as her breaths became quick.


"Hey, there's some wine in it for ya~." Junior raised the basket he held and gently waved it in a alluring manner.


"Just go," sighed one of the guards.


"Awesome. Come on, babe," said Junior as he took the hand maiden's arm and began to lead her way from the citadel.


"You could've at least said yes to the wine," said one of the guards in annoyance.


"Fool. We're on duty," said the other guard.



Meanwhile, Junior and the hand maiden continued on their way to the streets of Lur. He chuckled as he released the hand maiden.


"Sorry about dragging you into that," said Junior, sheepishly.


"I-It's no trouble," said the hand maiden with a titter, her face still flushed. She then looked to the boy in confusion.


"But where are we going?" asked the woman.


"Just to celebrate with a more casual crowd," said Junior. He then grimaced as he looked around the area, which was cold and dark. Little light shone here, as some buildings towered over and obscured the moon light.


"Stay close. It's sketchy out here," said Junior, prompting the woman to cling to his arm.


Later, the pair continued their way through the city. They passed some blocks away from the citadel. Junior was able to catch sight of the Colosseum that was ahead. He smiled as he rushed on his journey, with the hand maiden following close behind.


"I've rarely been outside of the Citadel," said the hand maiden.


"Really?" asked Junior.


"Most of us have lived in the citadel from a young age. I've always seen the city from a distance but to see it now... It's worse than I could imagine," said the hand maiden, her tone full of melancholy. Junior frowned.


The two soon made their way around the Colosseum, where another structure was present. Around here should be the dungeon that they kept the prisoners. Junior made his way near a building, which bore a barred window. He ordered the hand maiden to keep watch while he investigated. Junior stood on his toes and peered inside. His eye sight having adjusted to the darkness, he made out the forms of sleeping individuals on the ground. One of them he recognized as Krush.


"Psst! Krush!" Junior whispered. The crocodile man snorted as he shot up awake.


"Eh? Oh. Is that you, friend?" asked Krush as he sat up, a blanket falling off of his body.


"Yeah, it's me. How you doin', buddy?" Junior smiled.


"Pretty good. Pretty good. I could be better. Bastards gave us little food for dinner," said Krush in dismay. Kiri winced as she stirred awake.


"Krush, keep it down," said Kiri, rising up as her hair hung as a mess over her shoulders.


"Oh good. Then this won't go to waste," said Junior as he began to slip a basket in between the gaps of the bars. Krush stood up and made his way over. He took the basket and gasped.


"Is that a scrumptious meal I smell?" asked Krush, a smile growing on his snout.


"And some wine to wash it down," said Junior as he passed on the second basket. Krush chuckled gleefully, while Kiri stood up, her eyes widening.


"Gojira? What are you doing here?" asked Kiri.


"I thought I'd bring some food to you guys from the banquet that Malicia's throwing. Just something to show my appreciation," said Junior.


"No, thank you! Everyone, wake up! Gojira's brought dinner!" said Krush, causing the rest of the gladiators to stir.


"Keep it down! They don't know that I'm out here," said Junior in a whisper.


"So, why aren't you at the banquet with your adoring public?" asked Kiri, smirking. Junior snorted.


"It's not really my scene. Who the hell wants to fraternize with a bunch of rich snobs and politicians?" asked Junior with a chuckle. "I'd much rather hang out with you guys."


"Well, I enjoy your company," said Kiri, smiling warmly at the boy.


The gladiators began to partake in the meal and wine that Junior and the hand maiden had generously provided. They savored every bite for the taste of the delicious meal. Kiri sat against the wall, looking up at Junior as she sipped her wine.


"So, what's your story? How did you end up here?" asked Junior.


"Ah. Well, I was a member of a clan of warriors. The men and women both practiced the art of combat in the name of survival. We lived in a dangerous region, dealing with more aggressive tribes and beasts," said Kiri.


"I guess that explains the knowledge you have on some of the animals we faced off against," said Junior. Kiri nodded to him.


"But a few years back, my people were conquered when the Dogomites expanded into our land. My clan joined a rebellion. I, unfortunately, was very recently captured and have been forced to participate in these savage games," said Kiri with a scoff.


"Excuse my ignorance, but it's surprising that you'd be opposed to the games. Didn't you say that you were from a clan of warriors?" asked Junior.


"The gladiatorial games are just entertainment for the degenerates that live in this city. It's not right to force men and beasts to fight. Even pitting them in a hopeless situation. It's a disrespect to nature. The fools enjoy the violence, but they themselves would never pick up a sword and slay a foe, let alone slaughter livestock for food," scoffed Kiri.


"Yeah, I can understand why you in particular would hate the games. I mean, aside from being forced to participate," said Junior with a sheepish smile.


"Mm. But, at least now I'll be in a more leveled playing field. And I have you to thank for that," said Kiri, smiling at Junior.


"Ah. I wouldn't have made it either if you hadn't had my back," said Junior.


"Modesty is an attractive trait. Especially for one strong as yourself," said Kiri with a coy smile. Junior shyly smiled.


"Perhaps you can see me like this every night," said Kiri, an alluring tone in her voice. Junior cleared his throat.


"I-I should get going. Enjoy the food!" said Junior, dipping out of Kiri's sight. The young woman smiled in amusement. She went over to the rest of the gladiators to join them for their feast