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“Thank you, agent. You’re dismissed,” Celestia interrupted.

Having the words crushed before they could even leave her lungs, the Pegasus nonetheless offered a salute and a short bow of her head to each respectful leader. She was gone, flying back up to the broadcast station to relay their leaders’ response. Leaving them to their loss, the agent paid no heed to the deeper implications of which her warning spelled, or how gravely it affected the likes of Princess Twilight, or the directors for that matter.

They did not dismiss her out of disrespect, nor believing her thoughts to be mere superstition. Mainly, Celestia dismissed the agent so as not to openly clarify rumors or fear of what may or may not have been. They had enough panic as it was, but the agent’s words of worry were still sound. They were not ignored.

There was a similarity to the alpha call, and it reminded them, terrifyingly so, of Ghidorah.

A puzzle was laid before them. Pieces scattered about in a mysterious formation, and they were still missing some key pieces. Without the pilots conscious, they couldn’t factually identify what type of creature they fought, so that would remain hidden for now. The missing Bewitching Bell, as well as the missing guards stationed around the Archives, were marked as high priorities, and a full investigation was already underway. What they could go off of at the moment was the alpha call itself.

It did not call to the Titans of the earth for a specific purpose. It gave them no instruction. Just a voice in the void proclaiming, “Here I am! Face me now!” perhaps. Or maybe a victorious roar, an intimidation act initiated after Mechagodzilla’s defeat. That would explain the first call, but the second? They could hypothesize a challenge call to any other Titan in the world, specifically the alphas. It seemed to be what Ghidorah would have done.

And there she was going again, Twilight imagining the worst-case scenario when nothing was confirmed. She grimaced nonetheless, closing her eyes with a shuddering exhale. It wasn’t soft or quiet enough for Celestia and Luna to not notice.

Twilight’s mind was running wild. The prospects of Ghidorah’s supposed return the center of it all, with other outliers that still made no sense, no matter how hard she tried to connect them. One thing she knew was connected was Grogar’s Bell, but how, and for what purpose—other than assured destruction—she still didn’t truly understand. Thankfully for them, the call didn’t reach worldwide. It was growing though, a bigger radius with each cry. Who knew if it would offer another challenge? When and where would it strike and call next?

They didn’t know. They just needed to be prepared. All they did know were three oddly-specific facts: Whatever it was, it destroyed Fillydelphia, utilized Grogar’s Bell, and now they could confirm it as a rival alpha.

Pausing on that, Princess Twilight opened her eyes. She lifted her face in a slow but sudden realization of one aspect to all this madness that didn’t seem to factor in… when it most definitely should have. So, she pondered aloud and asked, “Celestia… Luna…?”

The Directors of T.I.T.A.N. turned accordingly to face her, one sister on each side. Knowing the longer they stared, the more they let their demeanor fall and allow the inward feelings to flush forth. The care, the worry, the love they held for their princess and their friend only heightening when they saw a foreboding uncertainty grip her expression, and only worsen by the second.

And they finally understood why, when Twilight turned first to Celestia, then to Luna, and said, “Have our scouts been tracking Godzilla recently?”

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