Godzilla, The Crucible | By : BrokenStride Category: -Movies Misc > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3265 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning, dark fic. Contains suggestion of tentacle rape. Future chapters will contain underage sex.
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Godzilla, The Crucible
Ch.5 Helpless
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The female always loved playing with little animals. Keeping infant prey in the pools had started as a novelty, but if they could raise the infants then they wouldn’t have to hunt the adults in open ocean. She managed to grow some to breeding size in one pool and now she was trying to hatch their eggs in another. It would be so much safer and easier to just gather crawlers for them.
The idea of “breeding” their prey hadn’t exactly thrilled the bull at first, but it was hard to not be amused watching hopeful males displaying to win the fleeting affections of picky females. The breeders seemed happy, isn’t that what mattered?
But they needed something much bigger than the pools if they wanted to eliminate the need to hunt. Prey didn’t breed fast enough to feed the elders, the old dragons ate too much, but it could work for them. There was the lake, but that was all freshwater and they found out sea animals couldn’t survive there. That left the coves. The smallest cove could work, it had the narrowest opening. It just needed to be walled off to trap in the animals. They had been breaking and placing stone for nearly six moons now and they still weren’t half way done.
A tiny one wrapped a little tentacle around her claw and she held out a piece of a crawler as a reward for coming for food. Ever so slowly it took it from her fingers and glided away, nibbling on its prize as it slid effortlessly through the water. The infants were so cute and she loved to play with them. A welcome distraction. She hoped the bull would be returning soon. It always left her on edge when he went out alone, but he didn’t want her hunting anymore. They’d seen too many kraken tortures and mutilated corpses and he feared more for her safety than for his own. Making her stay to work on the dam was an excuse to keep her on land, but it made her so angry!
She should be the one hunting while he worked on the dam! The walking tree trunk was better at breaking and moving stone and she was faster, quieter, more agile, AND smarter about picking her clashes, but did he listen!? He was always letting his dick get in the way of common sense and attacking things that were far too big, then he’d come practically crawling back, ego wounded, all bruised up, and carrying small prey because he was too injured to catch anything larger. They’d be starving if it wasn’t for the mutation. Watching him trudge ashore like he was bracing for a beating would actually be funny if it wasn’t setting them so far back. The dam could have been finished over a moon ago! They could be eating from the cove! Would he never learn?
She wanted to go off hunting while he was out one of these cycles, just so when he returned she could rub it in his snout how much more she could catch in less time, but what if he came back early and she was gone? He’d probably go crazy tearing apart the island searching for her, then rush off thinking she’d been taken by kraken or elders. Actually she really didn’t want to know the horrific scenarios that lunatic could come up with, they’d probably give her nightmares. She just couldn’t put him through that.
With a sigh she tossed the last piece of crawler into the pool, grinning as she watched the little tugging war that ensued.
-Back to work...-
Getting on her feet she started heading back to the cliff , but a distant, strangled roar chilled her blood and she looked to the shore, heart in her throat. The bull was stumbling in the surf.
Mad with panic she rushed to help him, but the sight that met her eyes. There were so many deep bites and bits of his gills were ripped loose and hanging from his neck. And his mouth... he was salivating kraken blood! A shaking wreck he collapsed in her arms, too exhausted and unbalanced to move another inch. It had taken everything he had left just to reach the island. He couldn’t even sit up.
Panicked and crying she struggled with his larger size and pulled him to her chest, tucking his head under her chin and holding him close, his budding spikes digging into her thigh. Weakly he tried to push her away, the poison making him delirious, but she purred to him and he calmed down. His head was so hot against her neck, a very bad sign. She wanted to check under his tail, she’d seen things torn inside out that way, but he would probably drown if she let him fall over. All she could do was comfort him and keep his head above water. She never felt so helpless.
How had he escaped? He looked like he’d been mauled by a colony!
-What happened to you?-
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