The next day came around and Mesogog had returned after Mercer took over for some time. Through the halls, he trekked and thought about Amelia's reactions when he decided to be bold yesterday. Even though I made it clear, that I am interested in her... She's still confused about it. What could I do to show her that I am interested? That she is mine and belongs with me? It is as though fate brought her to me for a reason. So what other reason would there be, other than to be mine? I was an experiment gone wrong with no real purpose for being made... And she was an experiment gone right with the wrong purpose for being made. It was difficult, she was difficult, and he needed to find a way to tell her that she was meant to be his and only his.
He enjoyed her flustered mess yesterday and practically basked in her warmth that he couldn't seem to get enough of. That masterpiece of a woman... She still believes she is anything but. Such soft hair, her eyes that I find myself captivated by, her expressions, and the way she looks at me. Her laughter makes her... Attractive. No... Is it her eyes? No. She as a person, is attractive. If my actions only confuse her then perhaps I need to be bold with my words, as well. For a moment, he paused, until he recalled the bikini that she was adamant on not wearing. I am going to enjoy her reaction when she wears her bikini. Because I'll be able to see her scars more clearly and see how much she's gone through. The dino man was eager, to say the least. He remembered how she brought up the undesired bikini and their tiny argument over it, he couldn't seem to get mad at her. The more he's around her the more her playfulness rubs off on him. It wasn't to his distaste since he's never found someone like her, who was able to pull that out of the depths of him.
However, when Zeltrax questioned Amelia after the beast stated how no human can be trusted, it irked him. He could still feel the anger from yesterday and the look in her eyes, even if it was for a moment, it had pushed him into what he could only assume was protectiveness. Such disrespect toward her is disrespectful toward me. She is mine... And I will not have anyone step on her as if she were lower than dirt. Only humans are insignificant and worthless. Miserable insects like them are nothing in comparison to her and everything that she does outshines them all. Grumbling, it was irritating to know that others in her world would treat her with such disrespect.
But to know Solar was the root cause of it all and the information he received when he eavesdropped on him, his anger toward him was much worse than toward the Power Rangers and Mercer so far. He's never met anyone who was able to push him over the edge of his rage like Solar has.
Upon entering the laboratory, there he saw Amelia fast asleep with her head on Stevie's side. Curled up and nuzzled against the Franken Baby's hide, with an empty takeout bag near her bare feet. Her cat ears and tail had disappeared when he came back last night to give her something to eat. His golden hues saw the shredded part of her outfit from when she partially transformed, with Argentavis wings and feathers.
His silent steps closer made Stevie stir and perk his head, to which Mesogog paused and shared a similar stare as the Franken Baby. "How dare you steal her... She is to be with me on my throne," he whispered to not wake her and crouched to the smaller beast's face with a displeased hiss.
All he received was a huff and watched him curl his tail protectively around the redhead's legs. Next came a prehistoric hiss that almost resembled a cat's, it made Mesogog growl deep from his throat. Reaching for Stevie's head, he saw his claws extract until he used his red claws to scratch at the small beast's scalp. This seemed to work as his talons retracted and a soft purr of acceptance came out.

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Dino Thunder: Chemical Beast!
FanfictionSince Mesogog was created and woke to the reality that no one was the same as him, loneliness became a burden. Nothing was similar to him in any way, shape, or form, and that harsh reality drove him to an evil path. To bring back the dinosaurs so th...