Mothra: Queen of the Monsters

Chapter One

In Tokyo, Japan, in a run down part of the city, in an underground club, a pair of monsters were duking it out in a ring, that was designed to look like a city with a glass barrier around it, for the title King of the Monsters. One was a young man of a thin build with slicked back golden hair with a pair of horns on each of his three heads. His most distinct feature, however, was the pair of wings that replaced his arms and hands. His opponent was a young woman of a broad build with long, green, vine-like hair with Venus flytrap-like tentacles coming off of it. 

Sweat gleamed on the young man's yellow skin as he placed his opponent into a headlock and slammed her to the ground.

Screams and cheers, as well as a few boos and slurs arose from human and monster alike as the woman tapped out, signaling the end of the match.

"Alright, Folks!" The announcer called out into a mic as the two teens left the ring. "Now's the time for the fight you've all been waiting for! But first, let's give a round of applause for Miss Biollante in her big debut! She put up a good fight for a first timer! But, let's be real, folks. We knew what the final fight would be, right?!"

Again, screams and cheers arose from the crowd and the announcer smiled.

"Alright, alright!" He called to the crowd. "Settle down, settle down. The real fight is about to begin." He grabbed the mic and smirked. "Ladies and gentlemen! Monsters of all ages! We would like to thank you all for coming to tonight's Monster Mania! And now, for the moment you've all been waiting for, the final battle for the title of King of the Monsters! Our first fighter, he's the hydra of legend, the lean, mean, fighting machine, Monster Zero, himself, Ghidorah!"

The crowd started cheering as the young man with the hydra heads reentered the arena.

"And our final fighter of the evening, you know him, you love him, his breath is so bad it can melt your face off, the reining King of the Monsters, himself, Gooooooooodzillaaaaaaaaa!" He then nodded to a DJ that was stationed off to the side of the ring and the DJ nodded back before pressing play on her laptop.

As the stadium filled with rock music and the chanting of the crowd, another young man walked onto the stage. He had a muscular build with a black faux-hawk and dark grey skin with three rows of black spikes running down his spine all the way to the tip of his reptilian tail. As he walked, the spikes on his spine lit up a bright blue with each step.

"Ready?" The announcer said to the rivals.

Godzilla locked his golden eyes onto Ghidorah's and glared, an action Ghidorah was more than happy to return.

"Fight!" The announcer called out before sprinting out of the ring.

The two men ran at each other and collided, each trying to push the other back. 

The crowd cheered on as Godzilla threw Ghidorah to the ground.

As he celebrated his momentary victory, Ghidorah slowly got up and looked over at Godzilla before ramming into him and forcing him to the ground.

Just as Ghidorah was charging his breath, which was three concentrated beams of gravity, for a finishing blow, Godzilla grabbed him by the neck and lifted him so they were face to faces. As he stared into Ghidorah's red eyes, the spikes that ran along Godzilla's spine started to glow a bright blue, starting from the tip of his tail and lighting one by one until it reached his hair, where the tips of his faux-hawk glowed a bright blue as well.

When Ghidorah noticed Godzilla's eyes turn a bright blue, he knew it was over. His eyes widened as his opponent let out a mighty roar as well as a bright blue beam of radioactivity from his mouth and blasted him in the face.