Chapter 32(Bonus)
Somewhere in Jonah's hideout
Maddie sat in silence behind a wall, her heart pounding in her chest. She had just overheard everything—her mother and Jonah, speaking in hushed but urgent tones.
"We could use the ORCA," Emma had said. "If we calibrate it correctly, we could stop the Titans. At least the ones on Earth. It would leave only Ghidorah."
But Jonah had shut her down cold. "No," he said. "There is no stopping them now. We've opened Pandora's box, Emma. Now we live with what we've unleashed."
Madison had heard enough.
Her fists clenched, jaw tight. She'd seen the devastation on every screen. She'd seen innocent people die. Cities fall. The world trembling under the weight of monsters.
She couldn't let it continue.
Not anymore.
And so she stood, a single thought in her mind: Boston. The ORCA. Stop this madness.
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Back on the Argo – Rain falling outside
"Mark! Mark—where are you going?" Sam called, chasing after him through the downpour. Mark was striding quickly toward a helicopter, bag slung over his shoulder.
"I can't just sit here while my daughter is out there!" Mark shouted back, barely slowing down.
"But how? Where will you even go?" Sam demanded.
"I don't know yet," Mark replied, stepping into the helicopter. "But I wasn't there when she needed me. She needs me now—and this time, I will be there."
He paused as the sky suddenly flashed bright behind him. He stepped back out into the rain, staring upward.
The clouds churned… then parted.
Descending gracefully from the sky was a glowing, radiant creature—her wings shimmering like stained glass, her bioluminescence lighting the storm-dark sky with gentle blue.
Mothra.
Inside, Serizawa and Dr. Chen watched in awe through the observation window.
"Mothra…" Dr. Chen whispered. "The Queen of Monsters."
Mark returned to the control room, still stunned. They stood together as Mothra hovered above the water, her wings fluttering with almost reverent grace.
"Are you recording this, Stanton?" Mark asked.
"Yeah…" Stanton replied, eyes wide as he watched through the monitor.
"She's… singing," Dr. Chen noted. "It's a kind of call."
Mark narrowed his eyes, putting the pieces together.
"There's only one thing that would understand her," he said quietly.
Serizawa nodded. "Gojira."
Stanton leaned over the biocoustics terminal, adjusting dials with precise fingers. "Boosting gain now," he said, eyes locked on the screen.
A low, distant rumble echoed through the speakers.
Then another.
It wasn't random. It was a call.
A reply.
Everyone in the command center went still.
"He's alive," Stanton confirmed. "Godzilla's replying to Mothra."
Mark turned sharply toward Serizawa. "How many nukes do you have?"
Serizawa blinked. "Several. Why?"
Mark looked at the team, then back to Serizawa. "We could help him."
A heavy silence followed.
They all knew what that meant.
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Meanwhile – Jonah's Base
Maddie crouched behind stacked crates as guards ran by, distracted by alarms and distant roars in the sky. She held her breath, waited, then moved.
She slipped through the shadows, ducking under a railing, sneaking past a distracted technician.
There it was.
The ORCA.
Sitting on the table, dormant. Waiting.
She snatched it, hugging it to her chest, and ran—determined, heart pounding.
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Meanwhile – Outpost 73, Isla Nublar
The smoke had long settled. The ruined dome lay in shattered pieces around him, scorched and half-melted. Alex stretched his massive wings, now broader and more jagged—sparking faintly with residual energy. His body had transformed entirely; where once there was brute power, now there was refinement layered over it—terrifying grace in every scale.
He turned slightly, feeling the weight of his tail curl behind and above him. It was so long and flexible now, he realized with mild amusement, he could scratch the top of his own head with it if he wanted.
The ground beneath him cracked and groaned with every motion.
He had become monstrous.
Length: 144 meters
Height: 75 meters
Wingspan: 192 meters (30m wider than Ghidorah's)
Mass: 77,000 tons
A series of familiar tones rang in his mind.
Ding. Evolution complete.
Ding. New abilities gained:
– Titanic Atomic Core
– Extreme Heat Resistance
– Enhanced Radiation Absorption
– Alpha Call
– Crimson Resonance (Atomic Breath)
– Gravity-Assisted Flight (Field Strength: 30x Earth Gravity)
Alex narrowed his crimson eyes, energy pulsing behind them.
"Show system interface."
Name: Alex
Species: Titanus Wyvern
Age: 2 years
Length: 144 meters
Height: 75 meters
Weight: 77,000 tons
Wingspan: 199 meters
Lifeform Tier: Titan
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Integrated Dominating Genes
Indominus Rex (Hybrid)
• Thermoregulation Suppression (Infrared Cloaking)
• Combat Adaptiveness
Mosasaurus
• Water Pressure Resistance
• Enhanced Lung Capacity
Pteranodon
• Flight Capability
• Aerodynamic Bone Structure
• Stabilizing Rudder Flaps
CRISPR Pathogen
• Genetics Adaptivity Boost
• Accelerated Growth Rate
Megalodon
• Gills (under lower jaw)
• Resistant Musculature
Warbat
• Venomous Bite (Neurotoxin delivery)
Vertacine
• Bioelectric Pulse Generation
• Passive Electroreception
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Stat attributes & Traits
Jaw Strength: [Level 15] — 31,000 PSI
Armored Scales: Maxed — Can withstand kiloton-level nuclear strikes
Bioelectric Field Generation
Flight Mode: Gravity-Assisted Flight (30m Gravity Field)
• Cancels gravitational pull above
• Generates focused lift below
• Wings act as rudders to adjust pitch/yaw
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Titan-Class Abilities
Titanic Atomic Core
• Generates massive energy for offensive and regenerative functions
Heat Resistance
• Allows survival in superheated environments (volcanic or beam-warfare zones)
Improved Radiation Absorption
• Significantly faster radiation intake rate
Crimson Resonance (Atomic Breath)
• A devastating energy beam that causes explosive air compression and lightning arcs along its trail
• Requires anchoring due to recoil
Alpha Call
• Emits a dominance roar that challenges and influences lesser Titans
Remaining EVs:1200
A low rumble echoed from Alex's throat as he stood atop the shattered remnants of his cocoon, wings flared, his crimson-veined form casting a colossal shadow over the ruined dome. The air around him shimmered faintly with heat and residual radiation, and arcs of red lightning occasionally crackled across his spines.
"So... it has begun," Alex thought, his instincts and enhanced senses confirming what he already suspected—Ghidorah had awakened.
He had sensed the alien titan stirring long ago while still dormant, but now, freshly evolved and brimming with raw energy, Alex felt no fear. He was ready.
But just as he prepared to launch, something pulled at his awareness—a ripple of presence, faint but unmistakably foreign. His crimson eyes narrowed.
It wasn't just Ghidorah.
There were others… beings that felt wrong. Not Titans. Not of this Earth. Yet like Ghidorah, they shared that same extraterrestrial frequency, the same unnatural resonance that prickled against the edge of his mind like static.
Japan.
They were in Japan.
A flicker of recognition flashed in his mind, one rooted in half-forgotten memories from a former life.
Massive creatures... invading from another dimension attacking japan… a breach beneath the sea…
The realization struck him.
"Pacific Rim."
The Kaiju.
Interdimensional bioweapons.
World-killers.
His Titan instincts howled in warning. These things didn't come to rule—they came to purge. Their objective wasn't dominance, it was extinction. Titans might survive, but everything else—humans, ecosystems, balance—would be wiped clean.
He looked toward the horizon, eyes glowing like twin dying stars. As much as he longed to confront Ghidorah and claim his genetics, that would have to wait. The true threat had revealed itself. Let Godzilla return. Let the King rise and clash with the false Alpha.
Alex had another battlefield.
Activating his gravitational field, the debris at his feet began to float, hovering around him as though caught in a storm. His wings twitched, then unfurled with thunderous power. The ground trembled, wind howled—and in a burst of force and pressure, Alex launched into the sky, a black and red streak carving through the heavens.
He was headed for Japan.
To stop the Kaiju.
To protect the world…
…and his future domain.
End of chapter.
Alex's growth may seem a bit outrageous but it had to be done so that he can contend with other titans and man is it exhausting to update his system.anyway leave them power stones and reviews every little bit helps.also iam thinking of halting this fanfic to write the others maybe for a week ,you don't mind right 👍.