I was weak when I was born.
A serpentine creature with emerald scales and bioluminescent patterns, completely different looking than my species. That was what I was.
Of course, I knew exactly what I was. Or rather, what I looked like, from the moment I first caught my reflection on the surface of a body of water.
But it does not change the fact that I was weak.
At roughly a few dozen feet in length, I was probably as big as an adult Anaconda at birth. Slithering within the towering woods of the place that would one day come to be known as the Hollow Earth.
Of course, scaling becomes a problem when everything around you is so huge that you feel like an insect running beneath the feet of giants.
Winged reptiliens, the Ion Dragons, wanted to slurp me up for a snack.
Endopedes. Insects the size of a man, which grew up to be as large as a bus, wanted to feast on my flesh.
Skullcrawlers wanted a taste of me.
Leafwings wanted to turn me into their dinner.
Even my fellow Serpentine species, such as the Warbats, wanted a piece of me.
It was a hellish few years that marked the beginning of my transition. Of my transformation from a former human bumbling about in a new body to a ruthless apex predator as I grew into my own.
However, as I started to grow into a juvenile in a short few years, finally resembling my namesake from the Pokémon world, I started to realize the reason for my birth.
Deep beneath the tectonic plates of the Earth, a colossal being with magma for blood shaped the land.
In the abyssal depths of the primal oceans, a similarly colossal being shaped the biosphere of the ancient waters.
And these two forces were always in a constant conflict, giving rise to an unstable and unsustainable world above ground. Forcing all Titans to retreat to the Hollow Earth.
I know who they are, for they are like me. Born as the shadows of a fictional world of pet monsters in an equally fictional world of true monsters.
Yet, they are also different.
For they are beings driven by pure instinct. Unlike me, who has reason and sapience thanks to my human mind.
For the first time, I had an inkling of why I was born here and why I took on the form I now had.
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SCREEE!
A long, melodious screech echoed across the primal lands of the ancient world. The intent behind it clear for many a Titan to feel.
Unlike a certain species that would come into existence long into the future, Titans have no need for language.
They do not speak in words. Instead, their communication is a combination of calls, minor telepathic contact, image transfer, and emotional exchange.
In essence, they communicate through thoughts and images conveyed through vocalization and telepathy.
That was why, despite the great distance between the speaker and listener, the target of the call heard her.
The clouds parted as an emerald serpent dove down from beyond the Earth's atmosphere at tremendous speeds. The plasma 'sheat' around his body, produced due to a Photo-Catalytic reaction between his bio-ceramic scales and the high-intensity cosmic radiation that he bathes in constantly, allowing him a seamless re-entry into the planet with barely any noise.
And the moment he arrived on the planet, the source of the call revealed herself.
An enchanting, joyous cry resounded across the area as a colossal creature resembling a moth, with large wings patterned like eyes with gold, black, blue, and orange coloring, took to the sky. Flying alongside her friend, who slowed down his flight speed to match hers.
The moth, that would one day come to be known as Mothra, sang happily and fluttered around Rayquaza, who gave out an amused huff before opening his mind to her, just like she did with him.
Her happiness to see him fine after her latest reincarnation cycle was the prominent emotion transmitted to Rayquaza, followed by her annoyance at how a certain reptilian titan was ignoring her for now, focusing more on the conflicts taking place in the Hollow Earth.
'Hearing' her thoughts, Rayquaza could not help but chuff in laughter, causing the moth to feel annoyed at her friend as well.
The two friends lazily flew over the primal land that would one day come to be known as Africa. Yet, they were not interrupted once by any other Titan or Superspecies of this time, which called Earth home.
After all, not many creatures were idiotic enough to target the Sky King and the Queen of Monsters.
Soon, the two arrived near a rift leading to Hollow Earth, where Mothra heard the call of her symbiotic partner, the lizard that would one day come to be known as Godzilla.
Being the flighty and jolly being she was, she excitedly bid farewell to her friend and dove into the rift, heading straight for Godzilla.
Rayquaza simply shook his head in amusement and chuffed before ascending back into the upper atmosphere.
However, before he could fully go back to his home above the Earth's atmosphere, he felt it. The ancient call he had long since become used to dealing with.
Deep in the abyss of the ocean, in a place so far from the surface that not even light would reach, He felt the surge of power originating from one of the two idiots that he was probably born to deal with.
With a tired huff, Rayquaza accelerated, breaking the sound barrier in seconds, and kept accelerating, riding the jet stream.
The patterns on his body glowed, indicating that the biological coolant beneath these patthers along with his 'fins' were already working to radiate heat out of his body.
His head crest glowed with absolute power, generating a powerful Lorentz Force that ionized the air for many miles in front of the emerald serpent.
In essence, he created an artificial vacuum in his flight path, allowing him to exceed speeds beyond the sound barrier without drag, while his plasma sheath protected his body from the heat.
Rapidly climbing into the upper atmosphere and then beyond it, Rayquaza levelled out and then used his magnetic field to anchor himself to the Earth's own field, making sure that he doesn't fly off into outer space with the speeds he would travel at.
Once he was tethered, he accelerated.
Mach 2, Mach 5, Mach 7.
He kept accelerating, creating a trail of emerald light visible even from the surface of the Earth.
Within seconds, he reached his peak at Mach 40.
All the way from central Africa to the Mariana Trench. A distance that would take most terrestrial titans days to cover. Even for Godzilla, who would take 3 or 4 days to swim at his top speed, was covered in a mere 15 minutes.
As for his target? That was another natural calamity in biological form.
Deep beneath the ocean, at depths that humanity would never know, a colossal aquatic creature with wing-like fins opened its eyes for the first time in centuries.
A mega-whale-like creature. It is capable of manipulating the density and pressure of the ocean around it, along with the ability to promote marine life and generate storms of untold proportions.
At 800 feet long and 600 feet wide, including its wingspan, it is an unstoppable freak of nature. The very embodiment of the Primal Seas. With only one other creature being its equal and opposite.
And yet, this ancient beast would not get the chance to wake fully.
Above the ocean, in the atmosphere, a green streak is seen briefly before a deafening explosion consumes the world all around the area for hundreds of miles.
A six-mile deep hole is opened up in the ocean, briefly exposing the terrified creature, the being that would one day be known as Kyogre, to the cold stare of the glowing yellow orbs of Rayquaza. The sudden drop in pressure stunned the Sea King's ionic nervous system.
Surrounded by the ionized brine and Cherenkov radiation in the emptiness where the ocean used to be, the Sky King gave a glare as the water rushed back.
Rayquaza did not attack, for he had no need to.
He is not the ruler of these two troublemakers like a traditional Alpha. No. He is their Administrator.
He is responsible for making sure that they do not overstep their bounds. To make sure that they do not engage in expanding their territories beyond the limit and clash with each other.
That is why he would rarely turn his true weapon on them.
Instead, he would demonstrate why he was superior to them despite being younger.
The very purpose of his birth.
A handful of seconds, and a silent glare. As clear a warning as Kyogre would ever get.
That was all that Rayquaza gave the Sea King before he shot back into the sky, before the ocean consumed the cavity again, leaving a terrified Kyogre who rapidly descended back into the depths to continue his hibernation.
Once again reminded of his place beneath the Sky King.
With one of his two troublemaker charges retreating back into hibernation, Rayquaza finally ascended back into the upper atmosphere to laze around again, with a single thought ringing through his mind.
'Another day, another troublemaker dealt with.'