Kong, King
RAOAOOOR: Okay, listen up kiddies, and ye shall hear me opinion! I will give the authors of this section credit, you guys are good writers. So far, you have only paid attention to Peter Jackson's incredible remake. (And in one case, an action figure.) But sorry to say, I have been trying to get this category on the site since 2003 (when I saw the 1933 version, you know? The one with Bruce Cabbott and Fay Wray? Yeah that one!) So, if you have seen the original, you will know that the 1976 version was AWFUL, and Peter Jackson's version was just as good as the original, but left out many iconic scenes and lines. So, this is a fic of the original! Big props to my main men Merian C. Cooper and, more recently, Peter Jackson!
Raoaer: Jack Driscoll, first mate of The Wanderer, sat on the bed of his hotel room with his wife, Ann Darrow. As he soothed her from the shock of Kong's escape, he heard the noise of glass breaking behind him. As he turned, a huge furry object knocked him out cold.
Ann could not believe her eyes. Kong was pulling her out of her window, scaling the huge building. Ann screamed for help as Kong leaped from building to building, heading for the Empire State Building. AS She was hurled from brick to brick, Ann began to faint.
Jack woke to the sound of Ann's fading screams. He raced to his car, praying he could catch Denham's Beast. A Beast that wanted his wife. His Wife. His Wife. Not Kong's. His.
Raeor: Well, that about does it for the first chapter! Thank you for reading, and please have the respect to review my work for me. As you undoubtedly know it takes hard work. Keep up you chapters, and keep yo Ho's in chizeck.