The torture went on for a whole week.

It was quite similar to when Ghidorah had been the Alpha. The three headed dragon threatened Rodan everyday, ordering him to do the simplest of tasks. The large prehistoric reptile had to bring them food for example. Three times a day. He would stay back and watch as the alien devoured the whales he brought hungrily, barely leaving anything for him. In fact, the only thing they left him was the bones to gnaw on. No meat whatsoever. The Fire Demon could feel his ribs scraping together. The other thing that Ghidorah had him do was show submission. He could not talk back to them. He could not look them in the eye. He always had to bow before the False King when he was told to do something or if he wanted to have permission to do something. He wasn't allowed to talk without permission. He wasn't allowed to hunt for himself. Whenever he went out hunting, the heads would peer over the rim of the crater to keep an eye on him. And he was only allowed to call Ghidorah Alpha or King.

And then there was the bloody entertainment.

Every night, Rodan was beat up senseless for a full blown hour before Ghidorah fell asleep. He would be left to bleed all over the place while each of the heads took turns taking watch. Whenever Ni was on watch, he would torment the King of the Skies even more, tearing his flesh and breaking his bones. One night he even through a boulder onto him, breaking his spine so badly that the prehistoric reptile had struggled to drag himself into his hiding spot. During the day, he would receive a few bites and scratches from the False King for no reason whatsoever. It ranged from not bringing in a bigger whale to not bowing low enough. Rodan was sick of the endless torture. He just wanted his life to end. He had even begged Ghidorah to show mercy and just kill him already. The three headed dragon merely laughed in response before whacking him against the rock wall with their two tails.

At least there was San.

Though he did participate in the torturing, Rodan could sense reluctance in San. The youngest didn't want to hurt him but he did it so his older brothers wouldn't become suspicious. When he was on watch, he would apologize to the One Born From Fire while he healed his numerous injuries, some caused by his own teeth. Once the healing process was over, the pair would talk in hushed voices so they couldn't wake either Ichi or Ni. They talked about random things, from their favorite food to silly questions that were in San's mind. Surprisingly though, Rodan didn't mind answering his questions to the best of his ability. As the week went by, the left head and the Fire Demon warmed up to each other, better than what they did back when Ghidorah was trying to take over the world. They learned things about each other that other Titans never knew, like how San was secretly afraid of spiders while Rodan knew exactly why Stonehedge was built all those years ago. Some nights, they wouldn't talk. They would just gaze up at the night sky high above the volcano's crater.

Like right now.