-Equestria-

Gojira glared upon the gryphon and stallion before him, his eyes blazing as his mane and tail flickered. The grizzled Titan looked over at Rodan, his expression firm, and demanding respect. "Rodan, think! Think for yourself, damnit! You know he's a false king! So wake up!" he growled, furrowing his brows whilst trying in vain to win the gryphon over. "This isn't a battle that you can win, so pick the right side, or get out of the way," he growled as they circled.

Princess Celestia could only watch as Gojira spoke, her eyes wide. This was all new to her. Titans? Rodan? All she had managed to discern was that this was no new rivalry, and that, at least at one point, the angry looking gryphon was once an ally of Gojira. Taking a step back, the tall alicorn weighed her options. What could she do against these ponies (and gryphon), that could halt their rampage with minimal damage to her building and staff. There was always the aggressive approach, show some power in the hopes that they would immediately cease all menace towards each other. But given what they were, that would surely fail. Choosing favorites was never her favorite thing to do, but so far, this "Gojira" as he claimed himself to be, seemed the most peaceful. Ghidorah was making supposedly false claims and Rodan was with the kirin, so they couldn't be trusted. Princess Celestia shook her head and stomped a hoof against the floor, the following clack! that sounded off akin to a judges gavel against a podium. She needed to take order, despite her confusion. This was her castle and these invaders needed to follow her rule. "By the Light of my Sun! I command thee to cease thy action!" she shouted, mane flowing regally as her wings flared out and her horn flared, golden hues locking all three of the growling Titans in place.

Marching between the three, Celestia looked back and forth between Gojira and the two others. Ghidorah snarled, baring his fangs. "Release me! Or feel my wrath!" the golden stallion shouted at her, muscles rippling as he attempted to escape the magical grasp that Celestia had on him. The stallion snarled and strained to break free, but no matter his attempts, Ghidorah was held firmly to the floor. With a growl, the hydra-turned-pony threw his jaws open, burning yellow and gold lights collecting in the back of his maw, his gaze locked unwaveringly onto Equestria's monarch.

Princess Celestia reacted in turn, her magic slamming his jaws shut on themselves and choking out the building gravitons. "Do not test me, Mister Ghidorah!" she shouted, eliciting a noticeable look of surprise from Ghidorah as Rodan ceased his own struggling, beak tight. Gojira, in turn, raised a brow, rather impressed with Celestia's ability to take control of the situation as she spoke again. "Whatever quarrel you three have wherever you come from, it dies here! You are here, in my castle, you obey my command! Do I make myself abundantly clear?!" Celestia shouted in an authoritative tone, her gaze trailing amongst the three.

-The Everfree Forest-

The tall goat sighed softly, his gaze shifting around the landscape as he furrowed a brow. Methuselah walked with a limp in his step, his back, left leg lifted up as he looked around him, green eyes shifting to the canopy and all of the life that it teemed with. Struck with awe, the goat allowed himself a small smile, despite his broken ankle from the rough landing through the trees. Methuselah inhaled deeply and took in the smells of the air. This was a new land indeed, and now free from the light control of his mind that Titanus Ghidorah had on his mind, the goat was able to take the time to calm his beating heart and collect his bearings. His brows furrowed and Methuselah frowned at the recollection. Humans... He remembered the humans...

Princess Luna trotted along the beaten path, a cloak covering her back and hood obscuring her face. She was on her way back from a trip to the Crystal Empire to check in on its rulers and the heir to its throne, having decided to walk for some of the way to enjoy her surroundings, rather than simply glaze over it all in a flight back to Cabterlot... As she walked along, the regal mare noticed a dirty brown ram wandering rather aimlessly, moss crawling down his back and a gruff appearance to his form. He possessed large, curled horns, and like many rams, his shoulders were higher up than his hips, but head low. Luna cocked a brow. She didn't recognize this goat, but he looked wiser than even Star Swirl the Bearded. The tall mare frowned at seeing his limp and gently trotted up to the ram, now realizing just how massive he was. This ram was easily as tall as the alicorn herself, and vegetation had grown off of his chest. He could have been a gardener that lived in the Everfree, which would explain her having never met him. But he looked lost...

"Hello? Sir?" she greeted, approaching him from behind and sweeping off her hood to greet him whilst observing his limp.

Methuselah turned at hearing an elegant, gentle voice, ears flicking to attention as he faced the source of the voice. The ram gazed up at Princess Luna and allowed himself a welcoming, warm smile before he shifted his gaze back around to the beauty of the nature around him. "Hello... Care to join me? I was just admiring the leaves as they change for the season," Methuselah smiled, seeming not at all fazed at the sight of the abnormally colored equine before him. Terra had horses, but none of the variety as what he saw now. He didn't much mind that strangeness though, his green eyes looking around his surroundings as he took a short step. "Do you ever stop... Stop and take in the beauty that Mother Nature has bestowed upon us?" His voice was gravely and deep, withholding age and wisdom, even peace. This was a ram who knew his place in the world and had accepted that all things came to an end, even himself.

Princess Luna briefly glanced up at the fiery orange leaves and sighed softly. "Not as often as I would like," she replied softly before observing his hind hood raised from the path and held up close to his body. "Are you alright, Sir? You're ankle looks--"

Methuselah lifted a split hoof to hush her. "Look," he observed, gesturing towards a nest among one tree in particular as a blue jay fluttered down to the bundle of twigs and dead leaves. Tiny heads visibly poked their heads up, beaks wide as they begged their mother for the food that she had returned to give them. The goat smiled and looked back over at Luna, his motions slow and deliberate. "Afraid I took a bit of a rough tumble upon my arrival and likely broke my ankle," he sighed, finally acknowledging her words as he looked over to his foot.

"I see," Princess Luna replied, hiding her confusion at his words regarding arrival. He was indeed quite large for a ram, and looked indeed lost on top of that oddity. Was he not from Equestria perhaps? The alicorn let a deep, night sky blue magic envelop her horn before it flowed out and wrapped his ankle. "This may hurt a little, but I'm sure it is better than a broken ankle," she exclaimed, listening carefully as his bones realigned themselves and mended with her magic. The ram grimaced briefly before her magic dissipated and she sighed softly. "There, all healed," she smiled with a motherly manner to her expression as he set his hoof down and tested it.

"You have my thanks, Miss... I am Methuselah," he said kindly, giving her a brief nod as he made himself steady against the beaten path upon realizing that his weight would be supported by all fours at this point. "Might you be so kind as to inform me upon my location? I'm sure you have noticed, but I am quite lost!" he exclaimed, turning a circle and searching for anything familiar that may elude to where he was at this time.

"Methuselah... I am Princess Luna of Equestria. You are currently in the Everfree Forest," the alicorn exclaimed with a nod of acknowledgement to his question. "If you don't mind my asking, Methuselah, where have you come from? You are certainly quite big for any ram that I have seen in my thousand years here in Equestria," Luna continued on, scanning his form over rather curiously. "What events have brought you to the Everfree?"

"To be fair with you, Your Majesty, I am quite unsure of that myself," the ram replied respectfully before one of her statements in particular brought a raised brow from the goat. "A ram? So that is what you call the creature I am now," the Titan exclaimed, looking down at himself and lifting a split, cloven hoof. "How interesting," he grunted.

"You mean to say that this is not your usual form?" Princess Luna inquired, growing more and more curious about the origins of this friendly being as the seconds wore on and the ram spoke. What was he? Where was he from? Why was he a ram, if not before now? Magic mishap, perhaps? Dimensional shift in form, maybe? She wanted to ask more, but whereas Twilight Sparkle may not have shown any such patience, Luna allowed Methuselah time to catch his bearings and figure things out.

"I can not say it is, Princess... You see, I am from Terra, and was once a mighty giant that watched over nature when need be, before a great foe woke me from my slumber, that is," Methuselah explained, his memories going back to the golden titan not of his world. "Perhaps you have heard of Terra?" he asked, furrowing a brow. He hoped- no, prayed that Luna could help him, but given how strange this world had been so far, he feared this would be for naught. Equestria was quite strange to him, the sights and sounds, even the smell of the air was foreign to that of Terra, and as the minutes passed, as he grew more familiar, the ram feared for the worst.

"I do apologize, Methuselah, I do not know what Terra is... Might I take you to my home? Perhaps my elder sister may help you find out what is happening right now. I am quite intrigued myself," Luna exclaimed, her tone caring, and with meaning. She was still getting used to receiving kindness from ponies after the Nightmare Moon Fiasco, and in turn, was still getting used to helping ponies in turn... Or in this case, a confused old ram...

"If you would be so kind, Princess... I would greatly appreciate any sort of information I can be given upon this predicament. I would like to be home as of now, and perhaps you and your sister might help me," Methuselah replied kindly, beginning to follow Princess Luna as she started down the beaten path. "I must thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesty. This world is strange to me, but I am thankful that you have been so kind. Tell me, are all of... Equestria's inhabitants so amicable?"

"I wish I could say that they are, Methuselah... But some of us Equestrians are quite the opposite... Myself included once upon a time," Princess Luna sighed as they moved along, the tall ram walking alongside her and looking up at Luna as she spoke. Sensing a dark past in this mare, the Titan swiveled his head back to the path and frowned.

"Well... Perhaps we can learn some things from each other. You seem kind enough in my old eyes," he said with a smile, attempting to reassure this total stranger, that of whom had decided to help an equal stranger with little hesitation.

-Ponyville-

Mothra was confused, very confused. She had seen much in her lifetime, but nothing so strange as this... A small trio of equines stood before her, nothing too special there. But one possessed purple fur, a horn and wings, another cyan fur with wings, and the third, a pale yellow mare with a light pink mane... Also with wings and hiding behind the blue pony. Mothra took a step towards them curiously, tilting her head whilst a set of feathery antenna, sweeping backwards on her head twitched.

Twilight Sparkle glared fiercely at the tall, feminine changeling before her, her horn sparking with energy as she flared out her wings to seem intimidating. Rather than be intimidated though, the changeling simply looked confused. "Don't move, Chrysalis!" Twilight barked as Rainbow Dash glared daggers at the changeling, her wings poised and ears flat against her head. Fluttershy... Well, she was being Fluttershy, hiding behind her two friends with a soft squeak.

The tall changeling spoke, her voice elegant and harmonious, with a royal edge to it and a subtle deepness. It wasn't quite Celestia levels of regal, but it was more elegant than Princess Cadence of the Crystal Empire. There was certainly a royalness to her voice and tone, nevertheless. "I'm sorry? I do apologize for my ignorance, but who is Chrysalis?" the changeling inquired, tilting her head subtly whilst her ears went flat against her head.

"Whaddya mean, who's Chrysalis?! Don't play games with us!" Rainbow Dash snapped in that characteristic raspy voice of hers, eyes never straying away from the changeling.

Mothra stepped back slightly, visibly confused as she furrowed a brow. "I'm sorry?" she inquired, a pair of red, yellow, and grey, moth-like wings flexing against her back. The Queen of the Monsters only grew more and more beffudled as the time went on, unsure of what was happening or why she was being berated by unnaturally colored equines. She was hopelessly lost in the conversation, and the purple pony must have noticed this, for Mothra observed her squinting now at the changeling, studying her.

Well, this was certainly not your average changeling. For one, she was startlingly tall, maybe even more so than Princess Celestia herself. The changeling's eyes were without pupils, as was the case with most of their race. But her eyes (complimented by lavender painted eyelids) were a vivid, sparkling blue, that of which almost seemed... Friendly? In fact, this changeling overall had quite a friendly appearance to her overall, with a long, white mane draped over her shoulders to match her tail, a collar of brown feathers around her neck, and lighter brown, sand colored armor. Her wings were gorgeous, and quite large, many rather distracting designs covering them. Unlike most changelings as well, her hooves were not hole filled, and in fact had two small, blunt claws caping each hoof. The more Twilight looked her over, the less confident she was that Queen Chrysalis had just meandered into Ponyville to wreak havoc for no obvious reason.

"You aren't Queen Chrysalis," Twilight exclaimed, letting the sparking of her horn die off as she forced herself to relax, standing upright with a visibly confused expression. "But... That... This doesn't make sense," she stuttered, lifting a hoof to her head. It certainly didn't make sense at all, but this changeling didn't act like even a disguised Chrysalis, whom would have stuttered slightly over herself and outed that she was in disguise. Besides that, Chrysalis wouldn't be dumb enough to disguise as a changeling, let alone go for such a unique, and eye catching design.

Before Twilight could speak further, the changeling spoke. "My name is Mothra, Child. I am the Queen of the Titans and guardian to the King, Gojira. I mean you no ill will, you may relax. All three of you," the changeling said with a warm, radiant smile that almost instantly made Twilight feel better. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy though? They were still apprehensive...

"Baloney! You're Chrysalis through and through! I know what shenanigans you're up to and you won't fool me, Bug!" Rainbow Dash scolded, hopping into the air and pressing her muzzle firmly to the newcomer's whilst beating her wings to remain airloft.

Mothra furrowed a brow and took a step back, leaning her head away from Rainbow before her sabre shaped horn sparkled with hues of green and blue. What followed next was Rainbow Dash lazily collapsing to the ground, curling up into a fetal position with a noisy snore. "My apologies, but the hostility from your friend was... Less than ideal," Mothra exclaimed. "She isn't lastingly effected, just a short nap to calm her nerves," the changeling said with a nod towards Twilight and a long sigh. "I apologize again for any startle I may have caused you, but I am unfortunately quite lost. Perhaps you might be willing to help me? I need to find out if my king is alright at this time."

Twilight Sparkle tilted her head and flicked an ear as Mothra spoke. There certainly weren't any kings that she knew of in the area, unless there was the unlikely chance that this changeling was a servant to King Sombra, the Crystal Empire's former ruler, and a bloodthirsty tyrant. "King? You mentioned a... Gojira, was it? Is that your king? Hm, I've never heard of him. Maybe he's from across the seas or something? What does he look like, Miss Mothra?" the Element of Magic inquired, equally as puzzled as the regal changeling before her.

"Across seas, no... And given my current form, I am unsure what he looks like at this time. Perhaps some knowledge upon my own location may help us locate Gojira?" Mothra suggested, furrowing a brow. Finding the King of the Titans was just as important to Mothra as getting back to her own home was. It was crucial that she found him. Beyond just him being her King, he was also her friend, and an ally.

"Well, this is Equestria... The Land of Magic and Friendship," Twilight smiled, looking up at Mothra with a grin.

Mothra looked down at the mare with a blank expression. She wasn't sure if she should laugh at how cliche and silly that sounded, or just take it as is, given who was saying it... A pretty purple pony. "Equestria," she simply repeated, uttering a long sigh. "I have never heard of such a land, which would perhaps explain my current form, if this Equestria you speak about is not of my own home on Terra," she surmised, glancing around her and taking in the sights. Now that she thought about it, everything certainly seemed bigger... Unless she was smaller, which was more likely to be the case. Given what she herself looked like now, the changeling female could only imagine what Gojira would look like, and even snickered to herself picturing a monster like Ghidorah stuck and devolved to such a form as an equine. Dragon to pony... Certainly an amusing thought... Unless that pony would still be the most powerful being on the planet... Mothra looked back down to Twilight. "Is there a higher power you can take me to? I very much need to locate Gojira. It is quite urgent that he is found by me before he is found by..." She trailed off, not wanting to alarm Twilight.

"Oh! Yeah! Of course, just hold still. This might tickle. I'm gonna take you straight to Princess Celestia!" Twilight exclaimed before looking over at her still conscious friend. "Flutter, did you wanna come with us?" she inquired.

"O-oh! No thank you, Twi... I think I'll stay here and make sure Rainbow wakes up okay," Fluttershy stuttered bashfully, using this reason as a way to escape this whole fiasco with Titans and Kings in a convincing manner whilst her eyes unknowingly stared up at the changeling in fear, as appose to Twilight's own awe.

"Okay, Twilight Sparkle shrugged as her horn simmered and she looked back up at Mothra. "And we'll be gone in three... two... one..."

POP!!

Author's Note

Artwork of Mothra by FallenAngel5414 on DeviantArt!