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The Bridge: A Godzilla-MLP Crossover - Tarbtano



A devastating battle in the Kaiju universe transports a small group of them, heroric, villainous, and otherwise to Equestria. New bodies, new world, new society. But what happens when something even Kaiju are afraid of follows them?

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Chapter 17: Henkōten

Key Ring
Xenilla
Godzilla Junior
Princess Luna
Blade Dancer
Captain Blueberry Frost
Monster X
Grand King Ghidorah
Hyper Gyaos


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Crystal Empire Library
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"Alright, class adjourned for today. We'll continue with Post-Modern enchantments and spell casting when we return. I'll see you all next time tomorrow!"

Key Ring waved goodbye to his small class of twenty something crystal ponies as they filed their way out the door. This certainly had been an interesting month for the young stallion. Not one week after he got his teaching degree, and he was already employed in an empire that had effectively been a myth until a year ago! And his task was no small one at all. The Crystal Empire had been lost for 1,000 years and much had changed since then. Somepony had to help catch the citizenry up on magical advances and discoveries made in the past millennium, while also documenting their own native magic that had since been lost to history. Needless to say he found it quite the important task for he and his colleagues, so much so the unicorn was probably one of the few ponies who wasn't fretting over the news headlines coming out of Canterlot. Giant monsters could wait, he had an entire culture to help.

Key Ring levitated up and began packing away his teaching satchel, collecting up some of his student's notes. Crystal ponies certainly were a fascinating breed. A vast majority of them were built more or less like earth ponies, but their spell casting was more like a mesh between earth ponies and unicorns. And of course their gemstone working magic was a whole unique field in itself. And that was just from the earth pony majority he'd met so far, the crystal pegasi seemed so scarce he hadn't met any personally yet. Though, in his days inside the empire, he hadn't even so much as seen a single crystalline unicorn.

-I know they must be around right? Could have sworn the original crystal princess was a unicorn, so they did exist. Are they just naturally rarer than the others? Genetics perhaps?-

He collected up his slides and began packing them away, shrugging to himself.

-Well Ring you've only seen some of the empire in the past few days, first time here at all actually. Maybe by pure chance you just haven't met one yet.-

The doorway behind him clicked open as Key Ring had his back to the entrance. Immediately just thinking it was one of his students coming back for a question, the brown unicorn smiled and turned around.

"Hey how can I help yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooou-....."

His eyes kept trailing higher, and higher, and higher until he was soon looking into eyes of the tallest stallion he'd ever seen. Yep, definitely was NOT one of his students. The blue and white pony had to be at least a head taller than Prince Shining Armor himself. But that wasn't the only factor behind the newcomer's bizarre appearance. Small fangs poked out of its lip line where the canine teeth were and mounted on its forehead was the most baffling horn Key Ring had ever seen. The pony said nothing as it loomed over him with a cocked eyebrow.

"Um.... hi?"

"Are you one of the staff that was sent to the empire to teach modern Equestrian magic courses and give study materials?"

Key Ring was still a tad wide eyed, nodding a bit. The odd equine smiled, flashing his fangs accidentally. Key Ring already didn't like being around this newcomer, the blue stallion giving him a very poor vibe.

"Royal Ambassador Xenilla from Terra."

The word 'royal' made Key Ring instantly snap to attention. He remembered a small memo put out by Princess Cadance about a foreign ambassador visiting, so he figured this must be the one he heard of. Even though he had no clue where this 'Terra' was, his guest's strange appearance and title probably meant he was just from a very distant country. Global geography never was a big forte of his any who, so he just presumed 'Terra' must be one of the kingdoms from across the ocean like Neighpon. Key Ring backed up a bit to clear some space, but smiled none the less as he adjusted his glasses.

"Nice to meet you. Need something?"

"You are adept in Equestrian and Imperial magic are you not?"

"Yes that's why the Princess sent me here. I teach magic classes to the crystal ponies and recommend study materials, history know-how and all helps out."

"Perfect."

Xenilla smiled slightly, walking over to a seat. It took some effort to sit down in it comfortably given his large frame but he managed.

"You could say I came here on my, diplomatic pursuit, as a bit of a knowledge exchange. I am unfamiliar with your kind's magic and knowledge of it might help in a small pursuit of mine. Would you be opposed to giving a quick goings over and directing me to the right materials for my study?"

Key Ring mulled over the thought for a moment, checking the clock. He hadn't packed away that much of his teaching tools and he had some spare time to burn.

-Eh, why not?-

"Well my lunch meet isn't for another hour. How much you know about Equestrian magic?"

Xenilla's face flattened a bit. Key Ring couldn't tell if he looked bored or disgruntled. His response was flat as board.

"Absolutely nothing."

Key Ring chuckled a bit nervously as his ears flopped against his head, holding in a groan. The number of books he was adding to this Xenilla's 'To Read' list was quickly stacking up.

"Ooooh boy, ok let's start with basic spells."

Xenilla levitated a pen and parchment before himself as he began to jot down some notes, mentally praising Tanaka above that he knew how to read. When one spends a good chunk of their time bored and passively observing humans through your crystals, they tend to figure out some things.



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Canterlot
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Blade Dancer was breaking about half a dozen rules at the moment. Amongst other matters, for one she wasn't in uniform, she was away from her post in the main hall, and she had no business being in the Lunar Wing at the moment without being deployed in there. The princesses had been very adamant. Unless one was medical staff or special assigned guards, any and all ponies were not to enter the inner section of the Lunar Wing, especially the tower. It was to keep as many prying eyes out of Princess Luna's quarters as much as possible, as the last thing she or Celestia wanted was some camera trigger happy and irrational reporter to worm their way inside. Blade Dancer hadn't been picked by Captain Frost to guard the wing, and she thought she might know why. When the pegasus had asked why, Frost just closed her eyes and shook her head, refusing an answer.

That refusal along with a churning storm of mixed emotions was what had driven the guardsmare to slip her way into the wing. She'd slowly made her way, hall by hall, room by room, deeper inside Princess Luna's domain. She peeked inside any room she found open, unable to find what she was looking for, who she was looking for. It was a very odd feeling, seeking out something you were terrified of. Every time she tried to think of a flabbergasted face and crooked horn, she couldn't brush aside a towering height and burning lights. Lack of sleep wasn't doing her situation any favors at all. She didn't know what to do, she just wanted to find him and hopefully put her head at ease.

Once she happened upon one of the largest rooms she'd seen in the entire wing, one that had no less than four of the largest night guard she'd seen on the force guarding the halls leading to it, Blade Dancer knew she had the right place despite the crest on the room door implying otherwise.

-All or nothing now...-

Clinging a bit to the roof, Blade Dancer timed her advances with every wayward glance by the guards to avoid being spotted. One of them just barely moved away from the door enough for her to manage to slip her narrow frame inside. Once inside however, she hesitated to open her eyes and look around. After mentally crossing her heart, she approached the interior of the chamber. The room was very dimly lit, but thankfully she saw no dark alicorn present. What she did see however hardly put any nerves at rest.

A massive, dark colored form lay down on the room's single bed; casting a long shadow despite the low light. The only noise in the room was a quiet, coarse breathing seeping out from the bed. Sleeping breaths. It took the guardsmare a moment to swallow back her fear, slowly approaching the sleeping mass. Every step to the bedside was hesitant as she saw more and more features, and remembered more and more. She saw an ivory colored mane and remembered burning blue spines. She saw charcoal gray fur and remembered cobblestone scales. She remembered an odd stallion confused at her advances, one who made her smile. She also couldn't brush aside the memory of the towering leviathan, one who terrified her. It was that fear that drove her inside, it was fear she had to try and put to rest.

Blade Dancer shut her eyes when she got to the bedside, holding perfectly still. She heard nothing but the sleeping stallions slow breathing and the pounding of her heart in her head. Innumerable moments passed before she finally mustered the nerve to open her eyes and look down. What Blade Dancer saw however caused the surging plethora of emotions in her head to silence, ushering out a surprised gasp. Her heart beat slowed as she leaned in slowly. The lighting was poor, but she could see well enough. What she was looking at however was one of the last things she expected. Whispers of sympathy spilled out as she smiled slightly.

Blade Dancer gripped some of the bed covers in her teeth and pulled it over him a bit, before turning and making for the window. How exactly she felt about the situation, about him, was not fully decided. But, at least she could try and think straight now. Her course was set after she stealthily flew out of the window and made her way to the guard office. Not bothering to pause and knock before entering, she soon spied an old friend with a blue mane sitting behind a large desk. The pegasus mare saluted her superior officer.

"Captain."

Blueberry Frost perked up from her paperwork, half surprised at the sudden entry. She perked up an eyebrow and set down the folder she'd been going through.

"At'ease Lieutenant. What's up?"

Blade Dancer lowered her salute and took in a deep breath. Despite calming herself down earlier she still couldn't stop herself from talking a tad quickly.

"I'd like to request a temporary transfer."

"Reh'ason?"

"City has been a bit overly lively since the... incident. Too much press and other craziness around here that I can't really think straight. Think a bit of time with some change of scenery would help me clear my head."

Blueberry Frost sighed, getting out of her chair and standing up fully. Some might think she wasn't as sharp witted as others on account of her accent and laid back attitude. But the earth pony mare was much more clever than she occasionally lead on. And one thing she knew well was how to spot a lie. Captain Frost knew full well what was causing this change in Blade Dancer. She frowned briefly, but knew what was best.

"Well 'den, you've been due for a vacation for quite some time. Any druthers?"

"No vacation needed, please put me on duty somewhere. I'd like to be kept busy. There is one place I've been wanting to see for a while though..."


"...Well, I hope you enjoy yourself over there; colonel."


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Later that night
Canterlot, Lunar Wing
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Several ponies, two mares and a stallion, exited an isolated chamber of the tower. The gleam of stethoscopes and white coats in the silvery moon light detailed them as a trio of doctors or nurses. A orange unicorn mare was jotting down her notes on a pad. The expression of her face flip flopped from perplexed to concerned.

"His vitals are stable and the wounds closed up this morning, so the bandages came off. But, where did all those new marks come from?"

The stallion, a green earth pony, was shuddering as he glanced back at the room they exited.

"Never think I've seen a pony so roughed up before. What did he do to get those?"

The final doctor, a magenta pegasus hovered above her colleagues with a fearful expression never leaving her face.

"We all know this is no 'pony' we are talking about."

"Still, some of those looked a decade old at least. But others seemed fairly fresh, a year or so at most."

"So many of them too..."

"What sort of messed up life did this guy come from? I'd had friends in the armed forces in service most of their life and he's got more than five of them put together."

The pegasus groaned as they turned the corner, their voices echoing back out from the stairwell.

"You saw him last night, you tell me THAT'S the result of a healthy upbringing. Probably retaliation marks from prey for all we know..."

Despite not a soul, not even a member of the night guards, being present in the hall; the departing trio's words were not falling on just their own ears. Something in the shadows was listening closely. It cocked a curious eyebrow before it slowly slipped out of its hiding place. A tall shadow cast itself on the door, as magic slowly twisted open the door knob. The newcomer slipped into the room without even a whispers' worth of noise, majestic moonlight streaming across navy blue fur and a short, dark blue and purple mane.. Aqua blue eyes scanned the room and hall before their owner shut the door behind herself. The chamber was decently well lit as Luna slightly adjusted her control of the moon to ensure she had good lightning. The dark alicorn slowly approached the large bed in the back of the room with hushed steps. Her gaze was studiously trained on the large form laying across it.

Princess Luna got to the bedside, looming over it. The dark alicorn herself looked in good health, other than being a tad worn out. The ethereal flow of her hair and tail was completely absent, causing both to lay down slack against her like a normal pony's. Between charging up a kaiju, helping hold up a besieged barrier up for a full night, and then raising the moon; she was far too expended for her normal appearance. Least her power was returning, or else her mane would be back to bright blue like it was earlier. Princess Luna peered through the darkness of her night and studied what was laying down before her. She recognized much. She remembered the ivory pale mane, noticeable canine tooth fangs that seemed a holdover from his true self, charcoal gray coat, muscular and menacing frame; and crooked horn. It was the brand new items that forced her to inhale sharply before biting her tongue.

The monster in the body of a goliath unicorn, Godzilla Junior, lay before her. Unconscious and completely riddled from head to tail in scars. Long trails lined his shoulders and side, puncture marks dotted his collar and stomach with a broad slash mark across the torso. One hoof was covered to nearly the elbow in what she could tell what was once a massive burn keloid, and the other bore the tell tale marks of multiple healed bite wound. The ones on his face was no different. Far from a small dueling scar on the cheek or neat slice across the eyebrow often seen in film, there was barely a few square inches of Godzilla's head looked like it hadn't been sliced up at some point. Most notably were several marks that lined his face from his brow to across his cheek and lips. Those marks looked the freshest out of most all of them, and the alicorn knew what caused jagged cuts such as these from her times with manticores. These were claw wounds.

Sympathy welled up as she eyed the painful looking menagerie. What she was seeing and what she remembered didn't match up. She remembered the near unstoppable juggernaut of a kaiju, one who charged into an unworldly horde of ravagers without a hint of fear. She remembered the self assured, behemoth of a unicorn who had the gall to take on and fight the second most powerful alicorn in the world to a multi-hour stand still. But what she saw in front of her was no fighter, no monster, no titan. It was a peacefully sleeping, but horrendously injured looking pony. Her breath was absent as she subconsciously stepped out of her shoe and extended a hoof. She reached for the smooth scar going from his side to his jaw.

Slight movement and a soft, familiar voice broke her attention away just as she was about to touch him.

"You.......You don't smell like Lea..."

Luna's focus of vision quickly shifted upwards to a half open, burning red and yellow eye calmly leering back up at her. The King of the Monsters didn't move but was obviously tensed up. The alicorn Princess of the Night didn't budge either, only retracted her hoof slowly without any fear.

Godzilla grumbled under his breath, obviously having a hard time doing so, "Didn't expect you to show up, come to try and finish me off while I'm groggy?"

Luna held firm and didn't waver. The kaiju's tone was mild, but lacking any ounce of respect for royalty she typically heard from nearly any voice other than an excessively rude noble. In most situations this would have angered her, but one look at the scarred face peering back up at her blotted any urge to retaliate. She kept her tone flat, but with hints of kindness still trickling in.

"No."

Junior's body unwound and his muscles relaxed. He still didn't move much, looking at her with a half open eye. Least he didn't feel threatened any longer, but was now curious as to the alicorn's arrival.

"Then why come here?"

Princess Luna sighed, recomposing herself and standing up straight. Even with a blank expression on her face, Junior would admit that the moon light streaming through the window behind her made for quite a sight.

"Firstly, you're in my bed.... and.... secondly..."

The dark alicorn closed her eyes, slightly dipping her head.

"Thank you, for saving my beloved subjects."

She reopened her eyes, a tiny smile visible to red and yellow eyes used to seeing in low light.

"Was quite an impressive display."

Junior's own expression softened, a light, slightly pained chuckle leaked out of his throat. His voice had relaxed considerably, no longer vaguely antagonistic but not overly respectful either. It was a more personable tone, one Luna almost never had addressed to her by anyone short of her sibling.

"Glad you enjoyed the light show.... "

He lifted his head up, grunting in effort as he dragged his body up to a semi-sitting position. The groggy unicorn shook his head a bit to try and clear his blurry vision. The first thing he saw of himself in detail was his burn scar covered right forearm. Despite its painful appearance, the former kaiju's expression was more mild annoyance than cringing as he looked the limb over.

"Not again..."

Now it was Princess Luna's turn to be curious. As saddening as it was to see a potential ally covered in so many old wounds, it was outright baffling that said wounds were even present. She motioned with a hoof to the burn marks.

"How, did this happen? You didn't have any wounds or scaring when we brought you into the castle, she muttered, not saying how she always noticed how he looked completely fine even after fighting the guards, "These aren't from the battle last night."

Junior only grumbled, testing his burnt limb as he looked the rest of himself over as it taking a headcount.

"I can heal very quickly and usually completely, but it has its limits. Lele tells me that my healing can't completely remove some scars, just suppress them. Must have used up too much energy last night and don't have enough to keep them at bay."

Luna couldn't take her eyes off a circular, puncture like scar on the base of his neck. It looked like the oldest of the wounds given how much it faded, though was still prominent.

Her lips curled downwards into a slight frown, "Is this, permanent?"

Junior shrugged, leaning back on the bed's broad headboard, "Given some time to recharge, I'll be fine...."

Several very long moments passed in the lunar wing without a sound. Godzilla noticed something that made him roll his eyes. Luna's point of focus hadn't shifted all this time.

"...Princess? ....You're staring."

The alicorn's wings popped up in surprise and she jolted up slightly, quickly recomposing herself after clearing her throat.

"S-sorry! No disrespect intended. My mind must have drifted off. It's just...-"

Junior shook his head with a passive chuckle. He had a pretty good guess what was up.

"Yeah yeah I know I'm even less of a pretty sight right now than I am normally."

Luna sighed, shaking her head slightly.

"N-no! It's just, odd to see a 'king' so..."

"-Scarred?"

"....."

Junior shifted in his seating, propping himself up some more despite a small cringe induced by movement. His body was still spent and tired out.

"Comes with the job criteria I suppose, it's no small miracle if I go through a year and don't get a new one."

Luna's brow curled upwards behind her bangs, "From what?"

He shrugged like it was the most normal thing ever to say, "What else? You saw last night, it's always something trying to kill me."

Princess Luna's mood sunk somewhat, looking over to a large slash mark going over his cheek. Some slow moments passed before she repeated the failed action of before, slowly reaching out without saying a word. Godzilla looked at her right in the eye without moving, until her hoof nearly touched him and caused him to lean away slightly to avoid contact. Aqua blue looked into yellow as the seconds ticked by. Luna didn't retract her hoof, and after a short time, Godzilla moved back to his original position. The fine edge of the alicorn's limb gently touched the scar. Luna trailed it very slowly across its length, a sad expression crossing her face. This mark in particular looked harsh.

"How did that one happen?..."

Junior closed his eyes, trying to ignore the odd warmth he felt on his snout and passing it off as the scar getting touched. Old memories of storming seas and thundering roars called out to him.

"Another monster, Orka. It was trying to get at a boat filled with beings called humans. I grabbed the boat and got it out of the way when the beast took a swipe at it. I didn't get myself out of harm's path fast enough."

Luna sighed, nodding. She held back her hoof a bit, before motioning to the elder scar at the unicorn's collar.

"And, that?"

Junior had a hard time seeing his own scar due to the angle of his head, but he didn't need to see it. He knew that one all too well.

"That? Bite wound from about twenty years ago. Got that one from my first fight in a city, was trying to drive a rampaging kaiju out of it," he bemusingly thought back, "That big red one you saw earlier, the bat winged mare, was the one who gave me it."

Junior glanced his scarred form over, remembering each and every one.

"Bitten, cut, stabbed, burned, gored, slashed, take your pick I suppose... probably had it happen about half a dozen times to me by now."

Luna tilted her head, her expression still saddened at what she was hearing. She knew what years of tribulation could be like, and wouldn't wish it on anyone. This unicorn had been through quite a lot.

The alicorn tilted her head, "Why fight so much? Seems each of these are from others of your own kind. Is your rule unpopular?"

Godzilla took in a very long breath through his nose, his head drooping noticeably as he closed his eyes.

"You're the real royal here. The 'King' part is mostly just a title, I mostly kept it because Lele told me it was imposing and sometimes that was all that was needed, he frowned, "Only some kaiju follow my lead. Many, many more do not. I fight because few others could have, many more couldn't."

"You are a guardian then?"

Junior just blinked at her plainly, "If last night wasn't a hint. I am, of humanity and those that deserve it."

Princess Luna hadn't blinked, studying him and his word, "... Why? Why should someone like you concern yourself so much with those that aren't your own kind?"

The unicorn sighed, shifting his head to the side and looking at the glimmering moon shining through the window.

He flinched briefly, frowning as he laid back; visibly tired or more than just his most recent wounds, "Lives would have been lost if I did nothing. Lives who did nothing wrong. What else was I supposed to do?"

He looked into the silver glow, recalling distant words spoken on a cool night back in the human lair he called his hatching place. Kyoto Institute of Biotechnics, or in other words, home. He remembered when he was small, it was the one time he could look his mother at eye level. He remembered snuggling up to her after the thunder had startled him awake, how she stayed with him until sleep overtook him. Most of all, he remembered her words. She had just been babbling to herself at the time, giving herself and her cause words of assurance. Dr. Gojo thought she'd been talking to a normal animal who'd imprinted on her. She didn't know her audience was sapient, and listening. She'd only figure that part out weeks later, and even then wouldn't have ever predicting how her 'son' had taken her words to heart.

Odo Island legend held the dinosaurs they called mythic sea dragons were shaped by mankind. The first of their number, in 1954, was given man's wrath and returned it in kind. The second of those dinosaurs, harmed by man and made lonely by them, lashed out in kind in 1984. But the third of their name, shown their best by a humble biologist, was shaped markedly differently.

Junior's mind continued to drift to the past, the only way he could know his mother again, "My mother once said, if there was something you had to offer to others. Something you did well, maybe better than anyone else.... Then it wasn't just a good idea to do those things, it was your responsibility to... I'm told the symbols your kind has exemplify that. For me; if I can fight off what other's can't, shouldn't I do it?"

Luna looked out in the same direction, sitting down on the edge of her bed. When she thought of millennia long since passed, the foreigner's words could easily have been her own. The alicorn turned and faced her right side to Junior, lifting up her wing. In the moon's glow he could just barely make out a long, jagged scar going across the base of her wing, being almost completely hidden under her fur and feathers. It was faded greatly, but he knew full well it was painful upon its birth. Junior reached for it slowly, very gently putting the edge of his hoof to the scar's line. His voice was a tiny whisper despite his surprise. True, the alicorn was a very potent fighter. But given his surroundings and her status, seeing any mark on her form was honestly unexpected.

He kept his surprise low-key in his voice, but it still seeped through, "How did you get this?"

Luna kept her voice low, a bit surprised at the contact but not negating it.

"I was very young. A teenager perhaps, was very long ago... Equestria," she reminisced to a bygone era, one with the likes of Commander Hurricane, Clover the Clever, and... Starswirl, "My sister and I got involved in a conflict our... caretakers, wanted to keep us out of. We were young but, even then we could tell we were far stronger than the norm. Such strength, demanded use. And given the enemies at the time, we couldn't stand by. There was... a battle, we invaded upon. A monster named Tirek was fighting a good friend of ours and I dove to save her. We did so, but Tirek caught me with his horn across the side."

Luna winced briefly from phantom pains as she slide her hoof beside her in a sweeping motion. The Night Princess shifted a bit, looking over her barely visible scar and distinctly recalling its birth. Her audience was captive and closely studying her more so than before, now that he wasn't anticipating any threat. Something told him she would be quite beautiful by her kind's standards but looking closely, he saw more. Ruffles in the fur, stretching in the skin, nicks in the soft tissue or muscle. More scars, more conflict. More like him.

"Your task isn't dissimilar from that of my sister and I's. We are called princesses and do rule, but only because the ponies wished it. Primarily we are Equestria's protectors, along with the new elements. Guardianship has its costs."

One of the alicorn's words did rouse up some interest in Junior, taking his focus away from her scar.

"Your sister, do you or her have any other family? I haven't seen many of your types around the castle."

Luna tilted her head back a bit to look at him out of the corner of her eye, before shaking her snout slightly.

"We alicorns are a rare breed. In our time there have only been four that I've known personally. Two of which were normal ponies whom ascended to their current status. Other than one of the ascended being adopted by Celestia as a niece, I have no other relation than my sister. Celestia is my only blood relative."

"No parents?"

"None that we know. We just sort of, popped up one day, a wizard named Starswirl helped raise us among others. "

Godzilla was a bit confused. She clearly hatched from no egg, least not that he knew of. But she had to have come from somewhere.

"Are you certain of that?"

Luna was silent for some moments, looking away from him and out the window as she zoned out.

"... I think, I might have heard my mother once. Not sure if was her or not but, I remember a mare's voice, one I've never heard before or since..."

"What did she sound like?"

Luna's face warmed greatly as she closed her eyes and relished the oldest memory she had. There was no sights or smells to recall, only the warmth of silky fur and a soft melody of a voice. It always made her happier remembering that.

"Soft, like a wind chime. Can't quite recall anything she said though. I never was sure if it really was 'her' at all but, somehow I know it.... All I can remember after that was us being raised by the group of ponies who found us in the woods."

She opened her eyes, glancing back to her only audience.

"And yourself? You mentioned your mother earlier. Are there others of your kind back in your home?"

Junior looked her back in the eye, his shoulder's shrugging.

"Similar circumstances to you I guess. I was found as an egg. Can't recall anything of my blood parents though, I'm adopted. Mother and father were very good in their own ways, so I never really cared. I was named after my adoptive father. Guess you could say he was the 'king' before I was."

Luna cast a small smile, nodding approvingly.

"Well, if what you all have said was true, I'd think he's very proud to have such a successor his 'prince' has grown up to be."

Junior's eyes widened briefly and he stopped breathing for a second. His vision moved downward as he slouched back. The scar on his chest was beginning to hurt with every pulse of his heart. Horrific images of demons and meltdowns blurred his vision briefly. He remembered the dusk when he had a father, and the dawn that he didn't. He really didn't like thinking about this and was trying to shun the memories away fast as he could.

"I hope he would have...."

The soft pressure on his shoulder and gentle cold seeping down from his horn helped dispel the remembrances. Princess Luna was quick to realize she hit a nerve and had acted upon it. She didn't need to know what exactly she'd said but judging from the reaction she had made an accurate guess. She put the tip of her long horn to Junior's own, seeping in a bit of her dream magic meant to cast away nightmares. She said nothing for a time as she held the unicorn in place by the shoulder, applying some more of her magic to keep him calm. After some time, his breathing relaxed as his hoof slowly cast itself on top of Luna's. The memories receded back into his mind.

Princess Luna slowly smiled before taking her limb away from the calmed unicorn. She knew a thank you when she saw it.

"You should sleep some more to restrengthen yourself, I've seen too it being a calm night. I'll send the doctors in at dawn to check in on you."

The alicorn and unicorn shared a smile before he slumped back down onto the bed. His tone still lacked reverence to his audience, but was devoid of gruffness or disrespect. He wasn't a commoner addressing royalty or a rival talking down to a foe. He was merely a friend talking to a friend.

"Alright then, good night Luna."

Princess Luna sighed, reaching for the door. She opened it slightly and turned her head. Her voice was barely more than a whisper in the shadows.

"Thank you, King of the Monsters."

Godzilla's eyes closed as he replied.

"Don't mention it, Princess of the Night."


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Noon the next day,
Crystal Empire, Imperial Library
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Blade Dancer adjusted her new, crystalline helmet as she paced through the library. So far her little plan had been giving her mixed results. Seeing her old captain, Shining Armor, again was a nice treat. Princess Cadance was just as amicable and kind as she remembered. The empire was a beautiful place and definitely was helping take her mind off matters. Still, her mind couldn't help but wander into a blur. Off thoughts she'd much rather not be thinking about kept seeping into her head no matter how much she tried to quell them. Lack of sleep from the night long train ride wasn't doing her many favors. Admittedly, she'd even had a hard time concentrating on what Shining Armor had told her in her meeting. Something about keeping a eye on someone with a weird name when they went out in public. Apparently the former guard got so fed up they quit.

Blade Dancer paced down a long aisle of books, looking around every which way. Situation wasn't looking very good.

-Oookaaay so I'm supposed to be guarding someone when I have no idea what they look like, in a place I have no clue how to get around in, in an empire I've never been too before. Way'ta botch a job you idiot...-

Worry was beginning to settle in, causing the mare to increase her pace. Unable to fly between the aisles well enough, she soon found herself lightly running down the rows and shelves of books. Looking every which way, she was looking down a hall when she rounded a corner and crashed into something face first. The object felt like a brick wall covered in light fur, and the impact's previous momentum caused Blade Dancer to stumble backwards. Tripping over her own tail, Blade Dancer soon found herself falling over onto her back with a loud grunt.

She grabbed at her head, her helmet knocked sideways and her vision being anything but clear. A blurry blob was approaching her. As her vision settled, Blade Dancer soon found herself looking up at a confused looking stranger. Or at least they would have been a stranger had she not immediately homed in on a ridge covered nose, short fangs, shoulder patches, and red-yellow eyes. Blade Dancer's eyes shot open with shock, crawling backwards a bit in fumbling attempts to get to her feet.

-WHAT!?! HOW DID HE?! WHY IS HE HERE?! WHY IS HE?!-

The crashed-into stallion just looked confused, advancing slowly to catch up to her as her latest attempt to rise caused a hoof to slip on her long mane.

"G-G-G-Godzilla?!?"

The stallion's confusion hit new levels. He had no clue what was going on or what was up with this mare, but he was about to find out. She knew a name, one he took great interest in.

-She's in on the secret if she knows Junior, must have mistaken me for him. But what does she know?-

Approaching the downed mare, he cornered her against a book shelf and leaned down. Blade Dancer froze in place as the 'Godzilla' sniffed at her neck and cheek.

It was only now she noticed that 'Junior' had blue fur and a very pale mane, along with a horn type she'd never seen before. Still, the invasion of space couldn't help but usher a small blush before he pulled away slightly.

"You smell like Icka'brod alright. Been around him haven't you?"

The stallion chuckled and backed up. Study from his given materials could wait a moment, this mare definitely had his attention. Blade Dancer meanwhile was a bit wide eyed, wondering what sort of situation she'd just found herself in and what this newcomer was talking about.

"Icka' who?"

The blue and white stallion sat back and smirked with a low key smile. Near invisible strands of telekinesis coiled around Blade Dancer and lifted her up before the pegasus could react. Before thoughts or fears of being thrown or crushed could come to her, she soon found herself gently levitated up and back down to her hooves before the sensations dissipated.

"Call it a nickname. But tell me, how do you know my baby brother?~"

The last two words made Blade Dancer's legs wobble a bit. The world was beginning to tilt again as the new realization smashed into her mind.

"Ba--aaaa-by- bro-ther?......oooy.."

Blade Dancer's vision blacked out after her eyes rolled up, and she went limp. Any flopping against the floor was averted by telekinetic energy wrapping around her and catching the pegasus mid-fall. Xenilla rolled his eyes and levitated the unconscious mare upwards. Shrugging to himself, he walked back to his study area, nonchalantly levitating the floating Blade Dancer behind him.

-Well there goes that entertainment. Hope you wake up quick.-



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Zenith
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A freezing cold breeze slithered through the long, dark halls. The only light within the black temple came from purple flames licking out of wall mounted torches. The cold bit into anything it gnawed at, but the owner of a tall shadow cast along the wall ignored it. Twin whip-like tails swayed in the chilled air as Monster X levitated a short distance above the ground. Legs bent as if sitting on his knees, the alien held his head down and arms crossed; completely motionless outside of his long tails' slow movement. He'd been like this for hours, possibly even a whole day so far. Killing time in a state like this was something he was particularly good at, given how often his previous 'masters', the Xilians, had him locked away so often inside that meteor. Why he was locked up so often was but one of his many questions to which he presumed had no clear answers. Answers was all in life he desired.

What exactly was he?
Where did he come from?
Why did he have no name?
Was he born this way or created?
Who was that voice that kept talking to him?
Why could he not remember anything past a point?

Why-why-why-why, it was a word he was quickly growing to loathe. The alien's eyes snapped open and he snapped back fully into the conscious realm, dropping to the floor as he skillfully landed on the balls of his feet. A small snarl seeped out from behind black fangs before he rose to his full height and turned. X stormed down the hall, not knowing if he should feel angered or saddened at his meditation's subject matter. Why was he even bothering to think about such trivial matters? He was a soldier serving his leader. That was all he ever needed to know. Part of his mind cried foul on his own credo, much to his disgust.

He slowly made his way down the temple's north wing, though the time had barely tampered his mood. The hall seemed to go on for miles at a time, and was near featureless during its entire length. He was on his way to check in on a familiar chamber, one he'd been to several times ever since he brought the albino gyaos back from Equestria. He'd been out for some time meditating for long enough, and was returning to check in on her progress. For all his time alone however, both for meditation and the long walk back; his mind refused to calm. At this point he was just hoping he wouldn't come back to find another attack in progress. There were things he wasn't in the mood for right now and one was having to break another one of Gaira's limbs.

-Then again Gigan could handle any situation with ease, I did tell him "do anything short of killing the moron" when I left him to the shift...-

He'd been walking for some time, the only sound in the long hallway being the click of his claws against the obsidian floor. Or at least it was until a low, serpentine hiss seeped out of a chamber to his right. Monster X halted and glared into the shadows, his blood red eyes looking into three sets of identical gazes. Golden scales crept into the light as Grand King Ghidorah stepped forth.

"Tell me whelp, do you remember what happened on your little home planet three hundred years ago?"

X retorted with a snarl, his muscles tensing up as he balled one hand into a tight fist. Not one second had passed around the golden demon and he already wanted this conversation to end. The answer to Ghidorah's question however only came to him as a barrage of more questions. Something about that date and age caused part of his mind to begin screaming at him for an answer. But try as he may, his attempts were as folly as attempting to read a book through a brick wall. Something barred his memory. He didn't like the monster talking about his home like this. He didn't want to be in Ghidorah's audience any longer.

Monster X averted his glare, neglecting to pay the three headed dragon any of his attention as he began to walk away. He had nothing to say to this monstrosity. Ghidorah's silvery tongue however had his ear in a choke hold.

"I could tell you, we have a lot in common you and I..."

X stopped mid-step and paused. The cold air around him hissed as he turned his head around slightly. The hateful glare coming out of the corner of the black and white kaiju's eye could have shattered stone. X's tails threshed the air like a pair of flails. It didn't take any mind probing for Ghidorah to know the black and white kaiju was fanaticizing about throttling him right now.

"No.We.Don't..."

With that, Monster X stormed off down the hall. His threatening tone and glare however failed to even phase King Ghidorah. The three headed dragon cracked a fang filled grin as he crept back into his shadows. He read the xilian creation like a book. Getting under that knock-off's skin and playing his emotions like an instrument was always so much fun. X might not have remembered, but Ghidorah did. He remembered the reddened twin moons of centuries past. He could still recall the gray planet burning to death. And when he beheld the memory of a three headed monstrosity going on a rampage as he watched on, Ghidorah almost cackled in demented glee.

-He doesn't even remember... Interesting~...-

It felt like almost an hour's worth of walking before Monster X's internal rage had quelled. After all, he'd arrived at his destination. Passing wordlessly by Gigan, X gave his old friend a small nod in thanks before entering the room. Thankfully judging from the lack of new body parts on the floor and not a drop of blood on Gigan's scythes, Gaira seemed to have learned from his previous failure. That isn't to say however that nothing had changed in the darkened chamber. X's red eyes glowed in the black shade, looking over at a pale form standing with its back to him.

Streaks of past slash wounds had long since faded to thin lines, and the burning marks had more or less vanished. Hyper Gyaos was back to her old health, and judging from the fact she was wolfing down something; Monster X could guess why. He'd noticed Gaira's previously amputated arm was missing when he arrived, but did well to hide any of his disgust upon seeing a flash of green flesh get gnashed between the albino's fangs. Hyper Gyaos was ravenous when she woke up, and meat was meat to her one way or another.

He waited until she finished, evidently causing the former flock leader to notice her visitor's presence. Hyper Gyaos turned around slowly to face him, wiping off some blood spilt across her snout with her wrist. Even as she tried to hold firm, Gyaos' body language betrayed her. She was distressed at something, but it wasn't at someone being present as much as it was something that wasn't. A nanosecond twitch of her pink eyes looked to her surroundings for something, frequently up at the ceiling. Up where things that could fly would be roosting if they were present. The Xilian vanguard was quick to figure out what was up. Social species hated being alone, and an anxious fighter was nothing but a liability. It gave him an idea.

"Have you recovered sufficiently to venture out?"

Hyper Gyaos tried her best to hold her voice firm, looking the alien right in the eye.

"Yes."

"Fair enough. The master had given me a scouting expedition for a parallel realm running alongside to Equestria. You are going to leave as well."

Monster X turned around and began to walk towards the doorway. He stopped at the halfway point, glancing over his shoulder.

"Well, are you coming or not?..."

The albino gyaos' mood refused to lift, as she stood there in silence. But something told her staying in a featureless, cold, pitch black cell wasn't going to aid in that observation. Simply put, she felt like she had nowhere else to go but away from here. Hesitating for a bit, she took a step forth before rising up to her full height. Her head drooped a bit as she walked, but nevertheless the last of the gyaos followed. She had nowhere else to go anyways. Out of the chamber, down the darkened halls, and to the gaping portal. They said not a single word to each other during the long march nor when they stepped through the paper thin wall to a new dimension.

The next thing Hyper Gyaos saw upon trailing Monster X through the dimensional gateway was the steps to a large building, with bipedal forms walking all around them.


Her body suddenly felt very weird....

-Why do I smell primates?...!?!?!?!-

Author's Note:

Publishing a tad early so I can get to work on the next chapter, hope ya'll enjoy! :raritywink:

Proofreading by Skylark and Faith-Wolff
Artwork (Coming Soon) by Faith-Wolff

Godzilla, Xenilla, Monster X, and Ghidorah as well as related roster property of Toho Studios
Gyaos property of Daiei
MLP:FiM property of Hasbro Studios


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