About a month and a half had passed since the death of Ghidorah. Feeling pity for the prehistoric reptile and wondering just what kind of tortures he had been put through, the other Titans often came over to see Rodan at his volcano. It had been comforting that first week to see that they all cared about his safety. But afterwards it became a knife that stabbed him repatedly. He couldn't take their words of pitiful apologies anymore. He couldn't take how weak they made him look by being around him all the time and bringing food, though that last part was a benefit. The thing he hated the most was how they talked about Ghidorah. Whenever his name was brought up to the table, someone would quickly try to get rid of it. There was always malice, hatred and venomous words whenever he was mentioned. Rodan hated it. To him, the three headed dragon was the only thing that mattered in his life and was swiftly taken away before he could do anything about it. Despite being around the others almost all the time, Rodan felt utterly alone.

Resurfacing from the pool of molten lava, Rodan leaned back against some blackened rock. His wound from the battle a month and a half ago had finally healed not too long ago, though he still felt pain in that area. The Fire Demon figured that the lava was the best way to relieve the pain. And it worked pretty well. Making himself comfortable, the King of the Skies tipped his head back and gazed up at the night sky high above the volcano's crater. The stars were winking at him as they ambushed the silvery full moon. It was a clear and calm night, no clouds in sight. He could hear a gentle breeze blowing by. Birds could be heard singing their nightly songs to each other and anyone who was listening while the waves gently battered the shoreline, changing its shape a little at a time. Feeling at piece despite his broken heart, the large prehistoric reptile decided to go to sleep right where he was. Sighing softly, he closed his eyes and waited to droft off into the dream world.

All of the sudden, a sharp pain came out of nowhere in his abdomen. Gasping loudly, Rodan jolted awake and looked around, wondering what had just happened. Figuring that he might have bumped into a rock submerged under the molten lava, he tried to go back to sleep when another shot of pain raced throughout him. Clenching his beak together, he clamered out of the pool and startd to examine himself, wondering what exactly had hurt him. As far as he could see, there was no sign of a wound, old or new. Now more confused than ever, Rodan was becoming more stressed when he felt another jab in his abdomen. However, there was nothing near him that caused that. Plus, it felt like it had come from inside of him, like he had eaten someone and swallowed them whole. Feeling another kick, the Fire Demon finally put the puzzle together. He was pregnant.

Pregnant with San's children.

The truth dawned Rodan, surprising him. He didn't know how the heck he was pregnant, though he figured it was because Ghidorah was an alien. Gazing down at his stomach, he figured that he was only in the early stages, only having been pregnant for a month and a half. A Titan of his species wouldn't have to wait long. They carried their eggs inside them for about two months and incubabted them for one month until the eggs hatched. However, something told the Fire Demon he wasn't going to go through that process. Since he ccould feel them kicking around inside of him, it would appear that they weould be born alive, like their father. According Ichi, Ni and San, their species would carry the babies for six months until it was time to give birth. Either way, Rodan was without his mate and currently pregnant. Hundreds of thoughts went through his head.

What was he going to do?

How was he going to raise babies all by himself?

What would they look like?

How would the others react to this?

How would they react if they learned he was mates with Ghidorah?

What kind of punishment would he receive?

Another tiny kick shook Rodan out of his thoughts. The large prehistoric reptile looked down at his stomach. One would never have guessed that he was pregnant. Deep down inside, the Fire Demon knew that the little tiny babies inside of him would be treated with scorn and outrage. To many, they would seem to be a dangerous and deadly monster. But Rodan didn't see or sense any of that. Placing one clawed hand gently on top of his stomach, the prehistoric reptile smiled when he felt another tiny kick. For the first time in a month and a half, his bright yellow eyes watered with tears of joy. Entering the pool of molten lava with his clawed hand still resting on his stomach, the Fire Demon whispered, "I will never let anything bad happen to you little ones, I swear on my life that I will protect you as long as I live." Feeling two kicks as a response, the King of the Skies fell asleep purring happily.