His yellow eyes snapping open, Rodan whipped around just as one spiky tail crashed into his face. Screeching in pain, the force behind the blow was enough to send the massive prehistoric reptile across the molten lava pool before his journey stopped with a brutal crash against the rocky wall on the other side. Blood, orange like that of a glowing ember, ran down from a cut on his forehead while his spine hurt all over. Shaking his head to keep his blood from running into his eyes, the Fire Demon didn't have time to move just as all three heads of Ghidorah charged forward and grabbed him. Ichi got him by the throat while the side heads bit down on his wings. Hard. Rodan wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not but he thought he heard his bones crunching under the pressure of Ni's jaws. San or Kevin was the only one not drawing as much blood as his two older brothers. Only a drop or two. The next thing he knew, the King of the Skies was lifted into the air and flown out to the ocean. Releasing his hold so he could talk, Ichi sneered, "Have a nice swim!" With that, his brothers let go and Rodan crashed into the waters below.

His dark red skin burning at the touch of the salty waters of the ocean, Rodan found himself completely submerged under the waves. Due to Ghidorah being near and obviously not in a good mood, the waves were rougher than ever before. The Fire Demon couldn't remember the last time the waters were this bad. He struggled to keep his head up but was continuously dunked under. Kicking with his clawed feet and flapping his wings frantically, Rodan fought to stay afloat. The pain from his head and back was nothing compared to his skin being burned by the ocean. The water around him was boiling. Seeing a rock jutting out above the violent waves nearby, the King of the Skies made a beeline for it. His claws digging into the little grooves and cracks, he heaved himself out of the water and up on the rock. Staring at nothing in particular while a monstrous storm raged all around him, Rodan sat and caught his breath. Only one question was on his mind.

How the heck was Ghidorah alive?!

Shaking himself while lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, Rodan tried to think of an answer. However, nothing was coming to him other than panic. He was terrified for his life. Out of all the Titans on Earth, the Fire Demon knew what the Death Song of Three Storms was capable of. In his time under the False King's rule, Rodan had been bullied into submission. He was always threatened that he would be killed unless he did what he had been told. It was Ghidorah who told him to attack Mothra, kill her was the order they had used, during the battle that had killed both Mothra and Ghidorah. Now three and a half years later, here the three headed dragon was, alive and well... sort of. Before he had been tossed into the rampaging ocean, Rodan had noticed that Ichi and Ni, along with the rest of the body, seemed to be regenerating. Meanwhile, San appeared to be fine. Recalling how the little brother had had his head ripped off by Godzilla, the One Born of Fire assumed that was why he was here.

The sound of a volcano erupting caught Rodan's attention. Sighing heavily, the Fire Demon opened his wings and headed for his home, wondering what the alien was doing now.