A group of four aliens were atop a rooftop of a building in Los Angeles at the brink of dawn; a Kilaak, Black Hole Planet 3 Alien or 'Simian' for short, M Space Hunter Nebula Alien, and a Xilian, the self proclaimed leader of the group. If you were to ask one of the other members, they would say that the Kilaak was actually the alien in charge.

"Are you sure this would work?"

"Oh absolutely, that mindless ocean licker will bow before my magnificence."

"And if it doesn't?"

"Then I will beat it into the beast."

This idea was beyond stupid. It wasn't until last night that the Xilian, 'Keizer' as he liked to call himself, found out that he had 'awakened' Ghidorah DNA inside him and he wanted to test it out on a titan.

Instead of testing out his powers on a Hellhawk, Skull Crawler, or even the Baragon if one wanted to get fancy, he went straight to taking the crown from the 'King of the Monsters' itself. The only reason the others even remotely agreed to it was to see if he may die for his continuous hubris. As such, they made another 'titan attraction device' like an ORCA to test it with a Ghidorah's call on full.

"What's taking it so long? Is it scared?" he sneered.

"No, the device just isn't on."

Of course it wasn't on. Keizer grumbled as he went over to the device, turned it on, and amplified it to be heard across the horizon.

Just like that, ripples formed in the waters below and a row of all-too-familiar dorsal plates pierced the abyss.

This was it, this was the big game.

Those slimy rats they called 'humans' were running in terror for their lives and slipping into any nick and cranny he could make out but not him, oh no, he's going to force his heel down this brute's throat.

He grabbed the device, shed his humanoid disguise, shifted to his golden 'awakened' mode, and raised to the direction of the rising king.

It didn't take long for him to stare down Godzilla itself, who was in a very irritable mood.

Yellow sparks flared as he charred out the device and unleashed a 'titan call' of his own to show old moth kisser that it was a challenge for the throne.

He shot a yellow electrical beam out of his hand to demonstrate his destructive capabilities on a nearby skyscraper.

Much to his surprise and later amusement, instead of being destroyed, the structure was uprooted and being pulled towards his direction.

Turns out his DNA doner was a Keizer Ghidorah instead of a King Ghidorah. How fitting.

When it got closer, he began to swing the building around as it if were a musty old rag that got soaked out in the rain on a southern farm to intimidate the almighty reptile.

"That's an entire building...," the Nebulan squeaked out.

"YEEEEESSSSS!!!!!" Keizer howled in reply before slamming it down on Godzilla with all his might.

The three aliens glanced at each other and back to the soon-to-be-handed ass whooping as they all knew who was going to be on the receiving end of it.

For good measure, the Xilians flew around the settling dust cloud and landed continuous kicks and punches on the oversized alligator, even kicking it in the eye and tossing another building at its face.

Panting, he looked at his handiwork. Surely this lizard got the message beaten into him that resistance against the invasion was futile. The Zarab was a nobody fool of just turned up one day and the recent 'Terror Beast' was literally half dead by the time the flying turtle and oversized cooked chicken dragged it in to be finished off. His comrades weren't nearly as convinced though.

Keizer heard something in the debris and looked on in horror as a gigantic, scaly, charcoal four digit cloud emerged from the cloud with the thumb holding the middle finger in place.

He barely had any time to react as he was flicked in the chest through at least 15 buildings and did not get up from the rubble for a round two.

Godzilla turned his attention to the other aliens on the building rooftop as he had the fleeting suspicion that they had something to do with that annoying pest.

"WHAT DO WE DO?!"

"Nothing stupid, that's what!"

"Just don't make yourselves look like threats and maybe we'll live."

As such, when the King of Monsters came closer, the three bowed on their knees in fleeting submission. While it was only for a few seconds at best, the threat of death made it feel as if half a day has passed before the giant turned its head with a dismissive snort and left for the sea.

After watching out for the tail, they looked over at the trail of destruction left by Keizer's idiotic attempt to put the beast 'in its place'.

"So who wants to bet that he's dead?"

"We don't have time for that, we have to get there before the humans come back."

———

Getting over to the crash site was surprisingly easy with no human civilians polluting the streets getting to who knows where. Good because they need to make it to Keizer before the human military group does.

The main problem was climbing up the building because the inside had collapsed from holding that ego of his. Well yeah, the impact too but it was mostly the ego. It didn't take long for them to say 'screw it' and just fire blasters through the ceiling and climb from there until they reach their destination.

There was Keizer, their self proclaimed 'magnificent leader' in the center of the debris, not too far off from an old doll tossed in a tantrum. Breathlessness was all that his face was reading from getting flicked like a gnat or fly. It was a 'miracle' he didn't die from it.

He snapped back to reality when he sensed their presence. Seeing the shocked faces of the Nebulan and Simian was one thing but the Kilaak's 'I told you so' face was definitely another that he was not in the mood for.

"I don't want to hear it," he hissed through bared teeth as the agony of all his cuts, bruises, and broken bones ignited before slowly healing.

He was not spared in the slightest about how they could have all died from the oversized iguana or that he was lucky to only get flicked instead of stomped on.

The Simian and Nebulan simultaneously pulled out their holographic devices because they all know that they ain't marching out of the building unseen.

After activating it, they all went out, and to where the Xilian's hoped; the direction of their base.

———

Much to Keizer's displeasure, instead of going straight to base, they hit some shops instead like the hardware store, supermarket, and now the cafe. All because the commotion he started drove off most of the human civilians for the next few hours because the sight of the ugly oversized lizard must have been too much to bear. The food was also taking way too long and all the edible goods were getting warm.

In order to break the silence, one of his colleagues decided to ask a rather bizarre question.

"So... what do you think would happen if someone injected Ghidorah or Godzilla DNA into a human?"

"They'd die, that's what."

"But why though? You Xilians managed to assimilate the golden ones' DNA into your bodies without dying and even got some freaky powers out of it."

"Because they're inferior, frail, and stupid. Humans haven't even made it to the next planet over or assumed control over the native titans. Us Xilians are far more superior as we survived alongside them for generations."

"But what about the Godzilla part of the question?"

"Humans are not resilient to radiation and need cream to avoid getting cooked to the sun. They are that weak."

The Kilaak looked over her shoulder to make sure that they haven't been eavesdropped on by the native population as they snoop in when you least expect it.

"Couldn't you have said something like 'humans are not even connected evolutionary to the golden ones so the body would reject it' or 'Godzilla's exempts lethal amounts of radiation too much for humans to be next to it for too long' instead?"

"Eh, potato potato."

Just as they finished, the food finally arrived and the aliens dug in, their invasion was truly on hold until they could afford to purchase another world ending weapon or a spaceship to get off this damn planet.

———

Godzilla was on the bottom of the sea, curled up like a cat, and pondering this truly weird week.

First the alleged return of the silver and red humanoid that wasn't Jet Jaguar or Zone Fighter, only for it to be a complete faker trying to kill an ally of his with terrible fighting form and no beam to compensate for said embarrassment of a fight. Coward left with their imaginary tail in between their legs.

Then, the return of the Terror Beasts, or at least one of them. Rodan and Gamera got to it first and gave him the honor of the killing blow. There hasn't been a sighting of a Terror Beast or even Zone since.

Now some midget started a whole commotion using the signal of Ghidorah to go ahead and start a fight with him. Insect got put right in their place like the pest they are. It shouldn't be getting up after that and the others didn't want to share the same fate.

Odd for sure but he no longer let it concern him for the time being as the king let sleep overtake him and he entered the land of dreams.

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Author's notes:

This is probably going to be the first of the three to be released out of this because for some reason all my stunk off motivation went to chewing off over 1,000 words into a random fanfic segment.

This is also the third one as well and may do more in the future if I see myself wanting to work on something other than Major Events.

Also no, Keizer's 'Ghidorah mode' isn't apart of the Xilians' usual lore and simply added for fun. That is a reference to a design I made for a friend's OC.