Chapter 8: Storm Herald Warrior’s Requiem
Narration – Third Person
Beneath us, the tectonic plates groaned like dying titans, and the ocean's temperature plummeted, unnatural and swift. Mother—Amaterasu—hovered at the trench's edge, dorsal fins blazing with silent fury. Never, not even during the MUTO wars or Ghidorah's last assault, had she looked like this.
A pulse of pressure rolled through the abyss.
Not sound.
Gravity.
Something was breathing across dimensions.
Then the rift tore open.
Lightning danced in liquid spirals. Reality screamed. Through the gaping wound, a golden storm spilled forth, dragging with it a monster from beyond even our titanic legends.
A different Ghidorah.
Not the King who fell in Antarctica. This one was older, leaner, void-black between his scales, his body wrapped in decayed starlight. His three heads wept arcs of distorted time-energy. His wings rippled like solar sails, pulling wind from other worlds.
And he laughed.
A sound like war drums carved from dying suns.
Mother stepped forward, rage in her every movement.
I followed, fear humming in my bones.
Above – S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier "Helios"
Nick Fury watched the feed with grim silence.
Fury: "This isn't the same one. It's... worse."
Maria Hill: "The energy is destabilizing quantum fields across six regions. We're breaching Red Dawn Protocol Omega."
Tony Stark: "That thing's warping time around it. You're looking at a temporal predator, not a simple kaiju."
Fury: "Then let the titans decide. Get everyone in orbit ready. If Hollow Earth falls, we lose Earth."
Narration – Red Death (Belenus)
He was faster than expected.
The moment I roared, Ghidorah blurred forward. Underwater physics did not apply. One head coiled around my leg, another seized my throat, and the third charged a bolt of chronal lightning. It hit like entropy incarnate.
My vision split.
One eye saw him charging. The other saw me dead.
Before I could react, Mother was there. Her claws found Ghidorah's chest and ignited with nuclear fire. She hurled him across the trench like a broken comet.
He hit the ridge.
And laughed again.
Scene – The Arrival of Allies
From the deeper tunnels of Hollow Earth, Anguirus emerged.
Wounded but unbowed.
Anguirus: "I smelled the bastard before the rift even opened."
Beside him, Kaela stepped out, spines pulsing with aurora light.
Kaela: "Is this the Ghidorah?"
Belenus: "No. This one never died."
We didn't wait.
Together we leapt, four titans crashing into one god.
Narration – Four vs. One
Anguirus anchored the left wing, biting down with ancient jaws hardened by time and battle. His spikes dug into Ghidorah's flesh, slowing the monster's wingbeats. Kaela spiraled upward, her beam slicing across the upper shoulder, burning away layers of void-stained hide. Amaterasu unleashed a solar breath barrage into Ghidorah's torso, pushing the beast into retreat.
And I...
I charged every quantum thread in my form.
System: "Level 902 Engaged. Time Fracture Resistance Active."
My dorsal plates shimmered with fractal heat. I dove beneath him, then up—and loosed the Cosmic Resonator Beam point-blank into Ghidorah's lowest chest.
It blew a hole through dimensions.
And still he roared.
But not unscathed.
Scene – Surface Reaction
Atop the Watchtower, Superman and Batman exchanged glances.
Superman: "They're holding their own."
Batman: "Barely. That Ghidorah is eroding time signatures. If he breaks the Hollow Earth anchor points, Earth will fracture."
Wonder Woman: "Then we must intervene. Not with strength. With strategy."
She tapped her bracer.
Wonder Woman: "Activate World Dragon Contingency."
Narration – Turning the Tide
Ghidorah shrieked in all directions. His middle head turned to bite Kaela, but Amaterasu tackled him mid-lunge, slamming her burning bulk into his flank. Kaela spun and fused her aurora-charged energy beam with mine.
A Twin Core Pulse.
It struck Ghidorah's central head.
Scales peeled.
Bone cracked.
And for the first time… he bled.
Ghidorah: "You... are not like the last ones."
Belenus: "No. We are more."
Scene – Beneath It All
Deep in Hollow Earth, the wounded crust groaned.
Ancient vaults, long sealed, cracked open.
Eyes blinked in the dark.
Some were familiar. Others not.
A hundred titans stirred. And one voice echoed through the burning leyline:
"Belenus... the Rift is not just a doorway."
"It's a summons as a battle began "