(Chapter 3: Attack on the village, high speed chase!)
A massive explosion destroyed the wall, getting all of the warriors to emerge from their huts while wielding their spears tightly, their bodies painted, ready for war. Some of the Iwi men wore yellow paint over their brown bodies, others wore blues, and reds. The other innocent villagers ran for their lives, screaming in terror as they fled towards their huts.
Smoke was gushing through the wall, the warriors gathered close, aiming their spears towards the smoke, anticipating what would emerge from the thick toxic cloud. Suddenly, several flashes zipped through the thick smoke, bullets tearing into the bodies of some of the Iwi warriors, instantly collapsing after getting nailed, they wore no armor on their bodies, making them pathetically easy targets.
Another explosion rocked some of the warriors as a grenade had been thrown through the smoke, killing several of them instantaneously. The spear wielding defenders of the village decided that it was time to fall back, as they had no clue what or who they were dealing with.
The Iwi defenders hid behind various structures in their village, laying their spears down, it was then that they all pulled out their bow and arrow secondary weapon as their enemy finally began to emerge from the smoke. They wore clothing in which they had never seen before, tactical vests, large pants, and combat boots. The leader of them wore a black trench coat, and all black clothing, with an armored vest with blue lights on it.
"There they are, get 'em!" Floyd was heard shouting as he pointed to the warriors as they were peeking out of cover, and then what remained of the ERR troops unleashed hellfire upon the cover.
The Iwi defenders heard the tapping of the bullets against the wooden structures they hid behind, growing increasingly louder, and louder until...
POW!
A bullet pierced the wood, and went right into one of the defender's eyes, lodging itself in his brain, killing him instantly. Another warrior rushed over to his fallen comrade, but it was too late as the body of the defender was falling limp, with blood oozing out from his nose, mouth, and ears after his brain getting turned into mush by the bullet.
The massacre continued as the warriors did everything in their power to defeat these intruders, but their less technological weapons proved to be nothing against the rifles of the ERR troops.
They tried hurling spears at them, but a majority of the ERR troops remained in the smoke cloud in which was starting to fade out, by using their thermal goggles. It was then that Floyd began to march out of the smoke with a group of troops rallying up behind him, gunning down any opposition that dared to attack him, gunning down the Iwi warriors before they had a chance to either charge at them, or throw their spears.
Floyd had a shit eating grin upon his lips as he watched the Iwi defenders get mowed down, only a couple of the ERR troops had fallen, it was a slaughterhouse in this village. The sadistic man enjoyed seeing the hope fade from the eyes of the innocent, and to see everyone else cower in fear as the strong fell to their might.
However, there was another person that many had forgotten about. One person who went missing several years ago, out of one of the largest structures in the village, came none other than Aaron Brooks!
Aaron Brooks looked drastically different than he did when he first wound up on the island, his body had bulked up into a much more muscular appearance, he had a great thick beard jetting out from his jaw, and his brown body was decked out in tribal tattoos, a mixture of red, yellow, and blue.
The son of Houston Brooks had become fully adapted to the Iwi lifestyle, eventually worshipping Kong as their god. He was also the one they relied on the most besides Kong due to his vast knowledge of other weaponry beyond the island, and how he survived against various other deadly creatures when all other humans faltered.
Aaron did not look happy, to say the least, as his eyes were narrowed with disgust and hatred for Floyd. Rage for attacking the village that for the past several years, twenty plus years, was going under fire by his goons.
"Hah! Well well, if it isn't Aaron Brooks. It's been a while since I last heard your name." Floyd said with a laugh, his voice and face was filled with arrogance, and instead of a happy heartwarming reunion, it was more of a taunt.
"I don't know who you are, but you certainly don't belong here." Aaron snarled, unsheathing what appeared to be a sword.
"That's the thing, Brooks. I can go wherever I please, I have all the power in the world within my hands. You underestimate me, I can come to this dogshit island, and raise hell if I want to. Apologies if it gets on your little nerves." Floyd snickered deviously, this caused several iwi guards to rush next to him from both sides, spears aimed right at Floyd.
"Final warning, return from whence you came, or face fatal consequences." Aaron said sternly, Floyd raised an eyebrow to this, and with a snap of his finger, several of his gunmen came to his side, and mowed down the iwi guards that stood around their leader.
"Final warning, surrender, or join your slaughtered people." Floyd said, his once arrogant facial expression now shifting into a grave look.
It was at this point that Brooks had enough, and with a defiant cry, the tribal chief charged forth with his sword in the air! The man was ready to split Floyd's skull in two with a downward hack, but Floyd quickly formed an 'x' with his arms with them raised into the air, striking Brooks' hands, and preventing the blade from coming any closer to his head. The pressure forcing down on Floyd's arms was surprisingly strong, evident as he had to grit his teeth to push the sword away!
Aaron Brooks quickly followed up by going for a stab to his foe's gut, but Floyd happened to be watching him the entire time. However, the blade was too close for comfort. Floyd had to catch the blade with his gloved hands to prevent it from puncturing his body, the material in which the weapon had been made out of powerful enough to slice through his gloves, blood oozing out from the cuts, and coating the blade.
Floyd's face was strained up in pain, his eyes squinted shut, his teeth bared. A groan was heard passing through his teeth as he tried to muscle through the pain, a smirk slowly cracked on Aaron's face, but his confidence was abruptly halted when Floyd struck his head forward to connect with a headbutt that stunned the chief, allowing him time to fall back, and toss him over his head!
All around the fighting men, more and more iwi warriors were getting picked off one by one. Some of the weaker willed ones surrendered only to get executed just for the hell of it by Alan Jonah and Floyd's men. The innocent were getting pulled from their hiding spots, and slaughtered as well. The little girl that had a bond of sorts with Kong was hiding in the abandoned ship known as the Wanderer, hiding behind the paintings of Kong and the Skullcrawlers.
Aaron looked in disbelief as he slowly got up to a knee, growling as he bared his teeth viciously at Floyd. He noticed that his enemy now had hold of his sword, and he was seemingly powerless to do anything else. He saw his people getting massacred at the hands of the evil awati, these wicked people having superior weaponry, and armor compared to his warriors.
Floyd pointed the sword at his head with a devilish snicker coming from his mouth, several of his gunmen starting to surround the tribal chief in a big circle, all with the guns aimed right at him. Twenty men with a heavy assault rifle in their arms, there was no way he was walking out of this alive.
"Why...why are you here?" Aaron asked furiously, his fists clenched tightly.
"I'm here for one reason, to take out your god." Floyd replied coldly as he continued to advance towards the kneeling chief.
"Impossible, Kong will eradicate you, and all of your men. It doesn't matter the power you contain, if there is a way, he will find it for sure." Aaron said with unmatched ferocity.
"Unfortunate, I have heard your men call out to Kong, but he hasn't arrived . I would like to think that your prayers to a giant fucking monkey fall on deaf ears."
This caused Aaron to snap, and with a scream, he took a wild swing at Floyd just to miss it as he took a step back away from his wild punch. The right hand man of Alan Jonah connected with a knee to his face that knocked a few teeth out of Aaron's mouth, and chipped several others. The impact knocked the tribal chief back into the wall of men behind him, just to get bashed in the back by the butts of a few rifles, causing him to scream in anguish.
"Sad, I thought you would be more of a challenge for me..." Floyd said to himself as Aaron began to use the legs of his enemy to try and crawl back into a standing position only to end up on both knees, staring up at him as if he was pleading for mercy.
"So, Brooks. Where is your god now?"
With those final words from Floyd, Aaron was swept from the world as the blade of his own sword forcefully entered his mouth, puncturing his skull, and piercing his brain. A geyser of blood erupting from his mouth, killed instantly and with authority.
"Well done, Floyd. Now we must search through this village so we can fin-" Alan Jonah's sentence was cut off when a loud howling roar was heard echoing from across the island, the roar belonging to none other than Kong himself.
"I second that, we must leave. Everyone pack together, we're going back into the jungle." The old man said, knowing that they wouldn't stand much of a chance at all against the guardian of Monster Island.
(Location: Somewhere within California)
A Plymouth Barracuda was rushing after a red Chevy Blazer down the road, their engines roaring as the vehicles were being pushed beyond their limits. Their tires screeching on the pavement when having to drift into a lane.
Within the 1970 Plymouth Barracuda was Kenny Anderson, and Laura Belinsky. Two soldiers within the Skull Squadron of the G-Team, and one of the most important squadrons of the G-Team. Each soldier being known for their leadership qualities.
The two were called in when two smugglers under the Apex umbrella were reported to have been spotted in disguise at a Monarch lab that was close to the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum.
The two smugglers were riding in the red Chevrolet Blazer, their names being Maia Simmons, and Steve Martin. The two of them didn't notice Kenny, and Laura stalking them from down the street. A last minute call was made, confirming that they had stolen some of Kong's DNA from the lab.
"Ya know, I think our labs should have tighter security measures!" Kenny exclaimed as he drifted the car into another lane, just barely grazing past a truck.
"Watch where you're going!" Laura shouted as she reached in the back seat to grab the Uzi that they had brought along just in case if they had to become desperate, and shoot the tires of their enemy.
They continued to dart after each other, Laura and Kenny gained on them but only to fall behind once their foes swerved in and out of traffic, which Kenny struggled to deal with as he was behind the wheel. They ran red lights, and damn near caused collisions, thankfully none have occurred yet.
Laura leaned out of the window, and began to blast at the Blazer, aiming for the tires, but due to the high speed at which they were going, most of them missed. The sounds of the rapid gunfire slamming into the back bumper of the vehicle was heard echoing down the street as the two pulled into a tunnel/parking lot that was situated under the road, and building.
The Blazer eventually took a sharp turn to the right, a tractor trailer doing it's best to avoid it, only to end up slamming into the wall.
"Shit!" Kenny screamed as he jerked the steering wheel as much as he could to the right while putting on the brakes, the tires screeching loudly as the high pitched shriek reverberated down the tunnel.
"Keep the pressure, Kenny!" Laura cried out as her boyfriend quickly turned the Barracuda into the lane, slamming his foot down on the gas once again, the engine roaring as it rushed through the tunnel.
Once the G-Team troopers got close enough, Laura would once again lean out of the window to open fire upon the Blazer from behind with the Uzi only to miss once more.
The two vehicles came to an empty road, which the Blazer darted across with ease. Kenny continued to drive the car at full speed ahead, but would accidentally strike another car on the side towards the back, causing it to spin out of control into another car, causing a wreck. The Barracuda was also rammed in the side but Kenny sluggishly pressed down on the gas once again, causing the car to shoot forward yet again!
"The insurance should cover it!" He yelled as he noticed what was ahead in the distance, a highway with cars zooming by in each lane. Thankfully the traffic was not as heavy as he had initially anticipated, but it was still worrisome.
"Laura, have you ever played the game Frogger?"
"Yes...what are you implying?"
Without answering, Kenny slammed his foot on the gas once again, causing the car to launch forward at full speed once again, speeding towards the highway as he watched the Blazer narrowly avoid a collision before turning right into oncoming traffic.
Laura had no choice but to duck back into the car, holding the Uzi between her legs as she blocked the sides of her head, fearing the worst from this deadly strategy.
"I certainly hope you're a good driver!" She shouted as she heard a car horn blow past them.
"Fear not, my father was once a minor league race car driver!" Kenny replied, however those words would come back to bite him as the end of their Barracuda got struck by a speeding vehicle, causing them to spin out of control. The man desperately tried to control the vehicle, but it slammed into a barricade that separated the highways from each other.
The car was dented in several locations, mostly on the side. The back right door was jammed, the back side of the car was heavily dented. The airbags had been deployed, smashing into the two. The impact stunned Kenny for a moment, but Laura was more determined to capture Maia Simmons, and Steve Martin.
"Damn...that hit me hard." Kenny groaned, Laura scoffed as she forcefully unbuckled him from the driver's seat.
"You've been trained to endure worse than that, now get your ass in the back!" She admonished him, the blonde tried to open her passenger door but it was stuck. She could see the red Blazer getting further away from them...
Dammit, we can't let those bastards get away with that DNA Laura thought to herself as she reached over, and opened Kenny's door for him while he weakly unfastened his seat belt.
"Th-the human body h-has it's li-limits babe..." Kenny groaned as he slowly pulled himself out of the driver's seat, and climbed into the back all while Laura waited to get herself seated to take command of the vehicle.
"Don't tell me getting hit in the face by an airbag is your limits..." Laura groaned as she zoomed down the road with Kenny being forcefully slammed into the backseat, going as fast as the car could allow her to in order to get close to it, swerving out of the way of oncoming traffic, being cautious to avoid a head on collision.
"Where the hell did they go...?" She growled in annoyance.
"I got a tracker..." Kenny groaned as he dug into his pocket to check his phone.
Before they got into their car earlier, Kenny had placed a tracking device that fit around the exhaust pipe of the Blazer. This allowed for Laura and Kenny to keep tabs on these smugglers at all times.
"Then where are they?!"
"Go straight, and head to the exit on the right. They're halfway there." Kenny replied.
"Affirmative." Laura said as she continued the chase, seeing the Blazer coming up in the distance.
The Barracuda was able to gain on the Blazer due to it being a muscle car, having more power, and able to go incredibly fast. The only reason it had stayed so far behind is for one reason, Kenny was behind the wheel, and he didn't drive well under pressure like this, and two, they didn't want to get shot at if they had a gun with them.
Eventually Laura was gaining on the Blazer once again, seeing it heading towards a hospital, and the vehicle wasn't turning...
"What is that crazy bitch doi-" Laura's sentence was stopped when the Blazer smashed right through the entrance of the hospital, the doors shattering as it rammed through, and began to cut a swath through the halls, wrecking everything in sight, running people over, killing them.
"What the fuck?!" Kenny screamed as he peeked up to see what had happened, but Laura wasn't about to lose them this easily. She followed the path the Blazer took, the Barracuda rushing straight into the opening that had been made, slamming on the breaks, and drifted over into the hallway that it had taken.
"Are you insane?!" Kenny shouted as he noticed all of the damage that the Blazer had caused when it had barreled through, people dead on the floor, others getting up by using the wall, pieces of equipment smashed everywhere, objects turned over, and pieces of the wall had turned into rubble on the ground.
Laura would leave the hospital with another hole in the wall, and the Barracuda went diving down. The blonde didn't expect a drop out of this building, and she let out a scream when she saw that the road was a few stories under her.
"SHIT!" Kenny and Laura screamed in unison as it went falling towards the ground.
The car managed to land just fine, but the Blazer was well down the road. The two G-Team troopers were a bit shaken up by that unexpected fall, but Laura was somewhat quick to get her bearings straight. The smugglers had taken a left turn, and was now about to escape.
"We can't simply follow behind them, we have to think of something clever to stop them. Think, they don't have a tracker as far as we know, but we do." Kenny said shakily, feeling dizzy after being rattled around following the car landing from the fall.
"I've got an idea." Laura said with a growing grin on her face.
Meanwhile, Maia Simmons had a smirk on her face as she drove within the Blazer with Steve Martin sitting by her side. The briefcase containing Kong's DNA sat within the trunk, where the spare tire usually sits, tucked safely away from harm.
"Well done Miss Simmons, I think we can head back to Seattle now to meet up with your father." Mr. Martin congratulated his colleague.
"Good, now set up the GPS, and we will be on our way." Maia replied with a grin still on her face, thinking that she had outlasted Kenny and Laura during the chase.
Laura slowly drove straight while Maia had turned left, following them but not close behind them anymore. The blonde was wanting to surprise the smugglers, Kenny telling here where they were located currently by the use of his tracking device.
"Okay, they're about to take a right turn up here. You'll be meeting them, get ready." Kenny warned, prompting Laura to tighten her grip on the steering wheel, determined to finally stop the smugglers.
Laura continued to drive straight slowly until she saw the front of the red Blazer beginning to emerge from around the corner. When it began to cross the street, she slammed on the gas! The Barracuda came smashing into the side of the vehicle, violently rattling both of them. The blonde let out a scream as she floored the gas once again, ramming the Blazer against a palm tree, the red vehicle sandwiched between the tree and the muscle car.
Upon closer inspection, Maia Simmons had been knocked out cold, and so was Steve Martin. Their heads must have collided when the Barracuda smashed into their Blazer, and crushed them on the tree. The hood of the large red vehicle was smoking, indicating that it had taken one hell of a hit.
"All too easy." Laura snickered as she unfastened her buckle, Kenny, shaken up in the back seat, was bewildered but amazed at this strategy.
"Sometimes it pays to have a crazy chick on your side, I guess." He groaned as he slowly got out of the car.
"Nothing can be crazy when you have to save the world." Laura said slyly as she approached the Blazer with Kenny.
"Save the world? You must be out of your mind, all they had hold of was Kong's DNA. What are they going to do with the DNA of a giant monkey?" Kenny taunted playfully, but Laura took this rather seriously.
"Ever heard of genetic engineering? who knows what abominations they can make with Kong's DNA if they mix it with the makeup of other titans. They can create a bio-weapon unlike anything seen before. Since we've been getting attacked by aliens, the ERR and Apex could be creating their own titans. Ren Serizawa is in the Hollow Earth from what our intel has been explaining us, and according to the intel, he has made himself a good reputation." Laura explained to her partner.
The G-Team allies would remove Maia Simmons and Steve Martin from the red Chevrolet Blazer, and after a thorough search of the vehicle, they would locate the briefcase containing Kong's DNA. Having successfully detained the criminals, and getting the titan DNA back into the right hands, it was time to bring them to Outpost 04 for questioning.