Godzilla had Rodan weak. Rodan couldn't even move. His wings had holes in them, some of his skin torn apart. His beak cracked. Godzilla steps on his chest, putting pressure on it.
Godzilla: You can never beat me, my friend.
Rodan roars weakly, his head thudding onto the ground.
Rodan: I think...there's one thing that can...at least help me survive...
Godzilla scoffs. This felt pathetic to him.
Godzilla: Okay and that is?
Rodan smirks.
Rodan: Her.
Puzzled, Godzilla looks behind him.
WHAM!
Mothra struck Godzilla with her sharp leg in his face, making him stumble into a building. Mothra helps Rodan up, and Battra picks Rodan up.
Mothra: Get him to mom. She can close the wounds with silk.
Battra nods, and flies away, carrying Rodan.
Godzilla looks at Mothra, getting back onto his feet.
Godzilla: Is that you, Mothra?
Mothra: Why? Miss me?
Mothra shoots her silk at his arm, sticking it to the building. But Godzilla uses his atomic breath and shoots her down. Mothra roars in pain, the atomic fire burning her wings. Godzilla frees himself from the silk and throws Mothra to a glass building. She tries to get up, but she can't. She warbles in pain. A lot of pain. Godzilla grabs her by the neck, not so aggressively. But aggressive enough that she couldn't escape his grip. Mothra tries to swat his arm away, but is too weak.
Godzilla: I'm sorry it has to end this way Mothra.
Godzilla charges up his atomic breath, then seems to freeze. He looks down at the front of his waist, and Mothra had stung it. He falls down right beside her, not being able to move.
He seems to chuckle a little bit.
Godzilla: Are you a moth or a wasp...
Mothra giggles weakly, wrapping herself in her wings.
Mothra: I ask myself the same question..
Then, everything goes black.
Sorry if this story isn't so good.
I haven't been on Wattpad in a year or two.
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