Godzilla: A new ruler emerges in the kaiju girls.

The crystal clone

"You know. I haven't thought about how we will control the clone," Gigan blurred out as she watched the clone in the tube, tapping it with her blade. "If the normal Godzilla didn't bow, what would something potentially powerful do?"

"Because it shouldn't wake up unless we force it to," Megalon told her friend as she turned towards her. "And stop tapping the glass; I would rather avoid it waking it up prematurely?"

"Why? Cause we can't control it?" Gigan asked, turning to face her as she leaned against it.

"No," Megalon narrowed her eyes at Gigan before she looked back at what she was doing.

"So, who's exactly the head scientist? I know it's Orga, but sometimes your intelligence wavers; you're like a smart dumbass," Gigan told her; Megalon chose to ignore her. "Or that's Orga. Guess you're more of a dumbass who's sometimes smart."

Megalon eyes twitched, and she snorted air through her mask and shook her head.

"What? No answer?" Gigan asked.

"Would you please. Stop talking," Megalon told Gigan rather calmly. "I'm trying to work."

"Work on what?" Gigan quirks a brow placing a hand on her hip as she jabs a thumb into the tank. "Our current project is asleep."

"Because the energy signature it's given off has two duplicates...just stronger," Megalon explains.

"Que?" Gigan questions as she walks over and shares enough. There are two energy signatures. One hangs around the solar system, while the other is far away. So far, the dot is blinking several solar systems away. "Oh. That is odd. Perhaps that's something Orga will be better suited at?"

Megalon snorted out smoke yet again, glaring at her friend, who held her hands up non-aggressively as she smiled with her eyes closed. "Do the only thing you contribute  is snarky comments or thinly veiled threats?"

Gigan giggles. "Well, nothing else I can do when I have no one to command."

"You can always attempt to help or make yourself useful," Megalon told her. "There's no way a cybernetic creature couldn't be capable of doing anything."

Gigan responded I'm a sing-song voice. "~But that's not my position now, dear?"

Megalon rolled her eyes; she then turned her head to Geigan's body. "What about him?"

"Oh right," Gigan turns to his body. "Forgot about that. Well, our dear Queen decided to decide on the new body and outfit it with weapons while Orga is making the new "person" to take over that empty body."

"What did she do exactly " Megalon scratched the top of her head. "Not entirely sure I follow,"

"~You're proving my point~" Gigan sang as she elbowed her friend, who pouts. "Anyways. She cloned and copied his knowledge and personality, transferring it to a new body. It's not exactly him, just someone new."

"Oh. We can do that?" Megalon asked.

"Maybe? Probably sacrifice a few Gigan miles and other things we can do it. Or we got enough metal around which would make it more Cybernetic; the point is," Gigan walked to Geigan and placed a hand on his head. "The poor bitch is dead here, just a husk. We can probably get a puppet. I think brain dead would be the right word for this one."

"Well, if that's the case, what do we call the new one?" Megalon questioned.

"Geigan?" Gigan guessed as she shrugged. "Though male Geigan knew the Godzilla. You think she'll spill the beans?"

"You think she'll take your position?" Asked Megalon.

"What?" Gigan asked.

"You heard me. Geigan was dishing out quite nicely to the male G,"  Megalon said. "She may be a better second in command than you."