Groaning in pain when he woke up, Rodan squinted his yellow eyes when the sun had shined right at them. It took a lot of effort to get up to his feet. Stumling a little before he finally regained his footing, the massive prehistoric reptile slowly crept towards the edge of the volcano's crater and gazed out towards the small human settlement. Ever since the events that had taken place about six or seven years ago, Isla de Mara was slowly regaining its population and economy. The residents often received a surprise visit from the Fire Demon so they weren't surprised that he was there. However, it did surprise them that he seemed to be staying at the volcano there. Believing that he was sick or injured or something, the people began bringing food to him, which he accepted gratefully. For Rodan, it was a good spot to have a nursery. At least 'til the unborn kids inside of him grew older.

Watching the sunrise, Rodan started feeling a little sick to his stomach. A second later, he threw up what he had had for dinner last night. Puking until there was nothing left, he groaned quietly before creeping back into the volcano. Ever since he had arrived to Isla de Mara about a week and a half ago with a whale he had caught on the way, he had been unable to fly or hunt, hence why he was grateful to the humans for feeding him. With each passing hour as the days went by, the One Born of Fire could sense that his time was growing close. The babies inside of him were becoming restless, often kicking and moving around. Though it did annoy him when he was trying to sleep or not act suspicious in the company of the humans, it brought him joy knowing that they were something that he and San had created together. Sighing heavily, the prehistoric reptile gazed up towards the brightening sky. Sadness filling up in his heart, he whispered softly, "I miss you..."

"I honestly would say thank you but something tells me that was meant for someone else," Mothra's voice startled Rodan. Jumping out of his skin, he turned around to find the Queen of the Monsters right behind him on the rim of the volcano. Bowing as low as he could without hurting or giving himself away, the prehistoric reptile exclaimed, "This is a wonderful surprise my Queen." He trembled with fear and he kept his eyes on the ground. He closed them tight when the giant winged insect approached him. Placing one fott on his head, she commented quietly, "Sorry for scaring you like that Rodan. Guess I should be more careful around someone who is expecting, huh?" Dread chomping down on his heart, Rodan was really shaking now as he bowed even lower. Mothra quietly placed her foot under his chin and raised his head as she spoke softly, "Open your eyes please." Scared for the lives of his unborn children and himself, the Fire Demon slowly opened them, expecting to see an angry Queen. However, he saw no anger or hatred in her facial expressions.

Only sympathy.

"They're Ghidorah's children, aren't they?" Mothra asked quietly. Her colorful wings were giving off a soft glow, illuminating the inside of the volcano in a blue light, luckily not enough to draw in unwanted attention. Lowering his gaze to avoid eye contact, Rodan mumbled, "Technically they're San's."

"You know what will happen if Godzilla finds you, right?"

"Does he know?"

"Scylla saw you a week and a half ago and she got suspicious. Went to find us. They're currently over at your old home."

"Oh..."

"You still didn't answer my question."

"...yes... I do know."

"I'm so sorry Rodan."

"Are you gonna turn me in?"

"No. He may be my King and I might listen to him but I will never let him kill an innocent because of the crimes of a relative."

"You should be a poet. Thank you my Queen."

"Just call me Mothra."

"Alright my- I mean, Mothra."

Smiling, Mothra held her foot out towards Rodan's stomach, her blue eyes asking permission from the much larger Titan. Knowing what she wanted, Rodan quietly nodded his head as he moved his wing. Ever so gently, the Queen of the Monsters placed her foot upon the Fire Demon's slightly bulged out stomach just as one of the babies inside of him kicked. The massive prehistoric reptile's eyes glistened with happiness. Smiling, the winged insect asked, "How long until they're born?" Looking up from his stomach to meet the Queen's eyes, the King of the Skies answered with little hesitation, "Any day by now I believe."

Just as those words left his beak, Rodan gasped in pain as he felt the first contraction.