Ghidorah: The Golden Demise Chapter 1

Matterhorn Mountain, Switzerland; 2024

A blizzard swept through Switzerland, chilling the humans to the bone. Masashiro Sakurai was trekking along a walkway when the entire mountain began to shake, knocking him over. Pieces of rock began to fall, damaging some of the paths around the mountain. Another scientist asked Sakurai, “What the Hell is this?”

Sakurai looked back. “Get out of here! I’m going to check it out!”

Masashiro Sakurai clambered over to a door that was built into the face of the mountain. Grabbing the railing with one hand, he reached into his pocket with the other and pulled out his ID badge. Sakurai placed it against a scanner on the side of the door, causing it to open. It closed after he entered. Looking around, he saw chunks of ice falling all around him. He saw a brief flicker of gold before scrambling to an elevator and pushing the ground level button. At the foot of the mountain, Dr. Sakurai took a moment to stop and catch his breath.

The facility had a walkway surrounding the top of the mountain, which had opened up like a volcano. Soldiers had been sent to examine the cause of the seismic activity. They stood on the walkway and watched as one tail, its end tipped with spikes, shook like a rattlesnake. The humans backed up a bit, intimidated, as another tail appeared, also shaking like a rattlesnake. Then, one alien head rose out of the mountain, looking at the humans with curiosity. The hearts of the soldiers were pounding against their chests with pure fear. Another head appeared, hissing at the humans. The first head growled at it, but the new head snapped its jaws. A bellow silenced both of them as the third head, on the middle, arose. All three heads roared, signifying that Ghidorah, the Golden Demise, had awoken from his hibernation. The Three-Headed Devil spread his wings, shattering a massive chunk of the Matterhorn Mountain. All the soldiers plummeted to their deaths.

The blizzard intensified as Sakurai staggered, struggling to stay standing. He could see an osprey in the distance and lumbered towards it. Pieces of rock fell around him as he looked at the mountain to see a massive, golden, three-headed dragon covered in what appeared to be spikes. He collapsed from pure shock. As his vision began to blur, he saw Ghidorah roaring and taking off into the sky.

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Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean

An American fishing vessel was out at sea. The sailors felt the waters become rougher and the tides rippling. They looked around, seeing three rows of massive dorsal plates with protrusions moving through the water. One of the sailors asked, “What’s happening?”

The other replied, “Godzilla raids again.”