Interlude: The King of Skull Island.
Skull Island. Two Months after the battle with Destoroyah.
Out of all of the islands in the Pacific Ocean, one that sailors for all of humanity's history had only talked about in hushed whispers was the mysterious Island of the Skull, or rather, Skull Island. Of course, many had tried to reach it, some being adventurous and wanting to explore an uncharted location, while others had not-so noble intentions in mind, much like those who would deforest ancient forests because they wanted more land. The first problem was the storm system surrounding the island, almost being a wall that prevented passage in. Many a ship had crashed on the rocks, and if one were to go there now, they would see the remains of ancient galley ships, Viking Longboats, and even what was left of a Japanese battleship. The next problem, if one by some miracle were able to brave the tempest, would be the Island's native inhabitants. It wasn't the humans who lived on the island so much, because as long as one showed them respect, they in return would show the visitor respect. Of course, some slavers had tried to take them once, and they were quickly dealt with. No, rather it was what lay beyond the wall the natives had made, for Skull Island was the home to creatures one would find only in their nightmares.
Skullcrawlers.
V-Rexes.
Massive spiders and insects who were the sizes of boulders.
An ancient deity feared by many called Chiros.
Few had ever returned from going past the wall, so it was no surprise that they eventually stopped coming to Skull Island. There was a third problem however for outsiders, while for natives, he was a guardian. He was the only creature on the island brave enough to take on many of those threats beyond the wall, although Chiros was long gone and before his time. The natives always made sure to pay him tribute through food, and the red juice they made from massive berry trees that only grew on Skull Island, in case one day he would be fed up with them, and knock down the wall. Of course, he wouldn't do that, but the natives couldn't understand his language, so he couldn't complain about free food and the drink. There was only one name that he was referred to, and it was a name that many had taken back to the rest of the world, only to be ridiculed for making up stories.
He was the King of Skull Island, the mighty Kong.
And he was deep in sleep right now, until a ray of sunlight broke through the skull shaped cavern that was his home, and where Skull Island got its name from. Kong opened his eyes slowly, sighing as he got up, and walked out to see what was going on in his kingdom. Kong was a massive ape, much like those on the mainland, with thick black fur and skin, several scars on his face and chest, and unlike his mainland brothers and sisters, he was bipedal standing proud and tall. His red-brown eyes scanned the horizon, looking for something new that had arrived to the island. It had been a while ago, when "they" had shown up, and now he spent every day searching for them, as they had utterly decimated the island's ecosystem. They also most likely had some sort of master who controlled them, because they seemed to be far too organized for an invasive species. They also knew how to hide damn well, as Kong looked over and over again, but saw neither hide nor tail of "them."
"Figures they wouldn't give themselves away right now. What the hell, I'll hunt for the bastards myself."
Kong turned, and walked back into his cave to grab his weapons and tools, to begin the hunt for "them." He only ever took two things with him, a chain with a boat propeller attached to it which he wrapped around his waist, and a large stone axe, that once belonged to his parents. Climbing down the rocky outcropping and with a mighty leap, Kong decided to check at the spikes first, and at the same time, do something he did every day. He swung through the tall trees, walking slowly while looking where he was going, noticing another problem that the island was suffering from. The vegetation was dying, because of a strange violet liquid that seemed to be sprayed around parts of the island, instantly killing vegetation and any smaller lifeform unfortunate to wander into it. Kong had once touched a puddle out of curiosity, and payed for it resulted in him having horrific hallucinations and terrible bouts of diarrhea and vomiting. Thankfully, some of the red juice was enough to make him feel better, although that supply was starting to dwindle as well. As much as he wanted to deny it, Kong only had one thought on the whole matter, "This island is dying, and it's probably going to drag me down with it, but at least I'll make sure I don't go out with a whimper. Maybe when this island finally collapses into the ocean, gets burned by magma, or blows the hell up, I'll be fighting Chrios himself, or even a Skullcrawler. Not a bad way to go out in my humble opinion." Eventually, Kong saw the telltale long rocks that marked the area he called the spikes. Some of them had collapsed due to seismic activity that seemed to be happening every day.
In the middle of the spikes, there lay two skeletons, one of a male ape who was grappling a phantom enemy, the other of a female protecting a phantom baby. "Hey mom, hey dad," Kong kneeled down, bowing his head respectfully, "How are you doing? I'm doing fine, even if this whole island is falling apart. I can't stay here for long, because there are some new freaks running here, and I can't let them continue destroying it. I love you both, and I hope I can see you again someday." Kong got up, as he gazed sadly at the bones, and walked towards the village, or rather the collapsed wall, and the abandoned homes of the natives. In all honesty, while the humans could be annoying at times, Kong couldn't help but miss them. He liked how they knew to let him have his space, and how they always seemed grateful enough to give him food and the red juice every time he stopped a Skullcrawler or a V-Rex from knocking down the wall.
"Nothing here," Kong murmured to himself as he sat down next to the ocean, picking up a jug of red juice to drink. As he raised the drink to his lips, letting some of the juice slide down his throat, he heard a rustling among the village. Finishing his drink, Kong stayed completely still, listening for the sound over the howling wind, and the crashing of ocean waves, gripping his axe tightly. Then he heard the sound again, as its owner overturned baskets and crushed canoes, and approached the ape, moving ever so closer. Kong prepared himself, as his fur started to rise up, and his became overtaken by a blue light. Electricity and blue lightning surged throughout his body, all the way to his axe, as he whipped around to face his enemy.
It was a giant octopus. Upon seeing Kong staring fiercely, it fired off an inkjet, and quickly crawled back to the ocean.
"Goddamn it. I got scared over one of those stupid things," Kong facepalmed in embarrassment, right after he realized that his opponent was nothing more than something he would eat for lunch, "I'm getting too damn paranoid. Ugh." Kong snorted and called off his powers, as he left the human village to check the spider-pit, praying that his search would not be fruitless. At one point on his journey, he thought he saw a purple whiplike tail dart between some rocks, with a pair of glowing green eyes staring at him. After taking another look, he found nothing, and reassured himself that it was just his imagination getting the better of him.
"Run along little king," Varan hissed, as he watched Kong climb down into the spider pit, "You sssshall ssssoon disssscover that you aren't ssssoooo alone." Varan's camouflage had hidden him from the ape, alongside a few of the residents he had encountered on the island. The V-Rexes were stupid enough to get close to him, but a few venomous bites were enough to tell them to leave him. Varan's long purple tongue darted in and out, watching from the clifftop as Kong wandered deeper and deeper into the pit. Kong wandered through the pit, glancing at skeletons of humans and animals alike who had been unfortunate enough to wander into the pit, before he heard labored breathing. Picking up his pace, he made it to a clearing in time to see a huge Skullcrawler on the ground, surrounded by violet and green liquid, with its entrails spilled out on the ground. It looked up at Kong with dilated eyes, weakly croaking as Kong saw its wounds sizzling, with a rancid smell in the air.
"Oh my god," Kong gasped in horror as he saw the Skullcrawler start to move closer, dragging its entrails across the ground, and causing it to bleed out even more. He absolutely despised Skullcrawlers, for they often took more than they needed, and could've easily wrecked the whole ecosystem of the island. They also often attacked for pleasure, and enjoyed terrorizing those who were smaller than them, especially the humans. But most of all, Kong remember the day they had attacked him as a child, and how the biggest one of all, Ramarak, murdered his mother right as she had thrown herself in the way of his attack. His father had been overwhelmed by the smaller ones, and as the storm raged on, Kong remembered weeping over his parents' bodies, and crying up to the night sky. Despite killing many Skullcrawlers as he grew up, and making sure to separate Ramarak's head from his body, he was never needlessly cruel, and would often kill them swiftly. Whatever had attacked the Skullcrawler, was killing it slowly and cruelly, meaning that there was someone else on the island, other than "them." Meaning that, they could be responsible for the pools of liquid venom that Kong had been finding recently, and that they were much worse than the Skullcrawlers. Kong raised his axe, and with a quick blow, buried the bladed end into the cranium of the beast, ending its suffering.
"Now young king, prepare to face your worst fearssss…."
As Kong turned around, hearing a strange voice over the breeze, he suddenly noticed something moving near the Skullcrawler's corpse. Its shadow was detached from its body, moving around in the orange light of the setting sun, until it suddenly stopped, and rose up from the ground, staring at Kong with glowing white eyes. It was one of "them," or rather a Shadow Demon, and raising its head up in the air, the Demon let out an unearthly howl. Kong unwrapped the boat kunai from around his waist, and tied it around his free fist, as he watched as more shadowy Skullcrawlers rise out of the ground, with their white eyes glowing fiercely. Another how came from behind him, and Kong turned to find a herd of shadowy V-Rexes staring him down at the other end. As the Demons surrounded Kong, he grunted, "You don't know who you're fucking with do you? PERISH!" The Shadow Demons leaped at Kong's words, before he swung his axe, blasting several of the Demons back, and with a mighty punch, took out a Skullcrawler that had climbed onto his back. The Demons were numerous, and as much as Kong hated to admit it, he would have to resort to his powers soon. Swinging his axe around with the chain attached to it, Kong took out another wave of Shadow Demons, but they kept coming and coming, until Kong's eyes started glowing blue, and electricity surged through his body. Kong raised his axe up in the air, and summoned a lightning bolt that blasted through a line of Demons. The kunai wrapped around another, and within a few moments, electricity surged through the chain, shocking the Demon. Eventually, Kong realized that the Demons were starting to dwindle in numbers, and wanting to end the conflict fast, he leapt into the air and allowed a lightning bolt to hit him, before he brought the axe down on the ground, creating an electricity fueled blue explosion that wiped out the rest of the Demons, their bodies dissolving into darkness.
"IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?!"
Varan's eyes narrowed at the sound of this taunt, and while he briefly considered summoning more Shadow Demons, his eyes glowing black, he figured that it would be better to continue to watch Kong, to see what he would do next. Kong glanced around, listening intently, before he realized that the voice he had heard would not respond. "Pussy huh? You scared? Good, cause that's what you get when you mess with the King of Skull Island," Kong egged on Varan, who was seething while trying to keep himself composed by counting prime numbers, "I bet you can't even fight without your little friends HUH!? COME ON YOU COWARD! IF YOU HAVE BALLS, WHY DON'T YOU FACE ME?!" After once again hearing no response, Kong snorted, and climbed out of the spider pit, noticing that the sun was going down. There was enough time to check out the Forest of the Mother Longlegs, and then and only then would he head back to his cave.
"Two, Three, Five, Sssseven, Eleven, Thirteen," Varan muttered under his breath as he shadowed the King of Skull Island, watching as the barren land was soon replaced by foliage and trees that were the size of human skyscrapers. Kong swung through the trees with a sense of grace, having done that his entire life. Of course, there were no more Mother Longlegs, as they had gone extinct a while ago after a failed attack on the human village. Kong made sure of it, especially as they had no natural predator and were starting to overpopulate the island. He half expected to see dark copies of them much like he did with the Skullcrawlers and V-Rexes, but there was nothing at all, except for the brown barked trees and green foliage, along with several spots where the violet liquid resided, and the dead vegetation around them. Kong glanced around some more, and then turned around to leave the jungle, as the orange light of the sun faded into the black of night. It was good for Varan, who was still shadowing Kong all the way back to his cave. Kong once again climbed the cliff wall, until he reached the top and then quickly went into his cave, which was lit by several glowing crystals. Kong put his weapons away, and after feasting on a giant octopus that he had caught much earlier, he decided to reflect on what happened this day.
"I know there's someone who's responsible for all of this destruction and for the appearance of "them." I can't find this bastard anyway," Kong talked to himself, something he did quite often, while he looked at the cave paintings in his home, "But when I do…. I'll give that son of a bitch a beating they will remember. Maybe then I'll have hope of saving my home. Maybe then Skull Island will finally recover." Kong laid down, and once again looked at the cave paintings as sleep began to take him. He wasn't sure exactly who had created these paintings, but they seemed to tell a story, one that had often frightened Kong and chilled him to the bone. There was a group of four, consisting of at least three dinosaurs that Kong did not recognize, along with a Divine Moth. There was a three-headed beast destroying the land, along with depictions of the group of four falling in battle to it, and Skullcrawlers spawning from its desolation. There was his tribe, and how they and humans lived in harmony on Skull Island, at least until the advent of Chiros, who was depicted as a bipedal creature, with the head, claws, tail, and wings of a dragon, his upper torso having an ape like creature's head for a chest, and his legs and lower torso having the feet of an aquatic dragon, and the head of a vicious looking fish for his…... crotch. There was a depiction on how his ancestors were blessed with divine power in the form of being able to generate lightning and fight against Chrios and the Skullcrawlers, each ancestor wielding a stone axe. However, the cave painting that still to this day intrigued Kong most of all, was one that appeared to be him battling a creature that was neither a Skullcrawler or Chiros. The other creature was a dinosaur of some sort, with a muscular body, a long tail, a row of dorsal plates, and a stream of fire coming out from its mouth, which was being countered by the ape in the painting's lighting blast. Kong couldn't help but feel, that he would soon learn exactly what this painting meant, and what if anything the creature had to do with Skull Island's slow destruction. The crystals stopped glowing, and Kong fell fully asleep, waiting for the next day to arrive, and to see if he could find the culprit behind "them."
Varan then made his move.
The Unbelievable made his way down from his hiding spot, and shut off his camouflage as his purple scales became visible again, and his spines and claws dripped with venom. His long tongue darted in and out of his mouth, his saliva sizzling as it hit the floor of the cave. He was not hear to kill Kong at all, rather he had something else in mind. He got close to Kong's ear, and spoke softly too the ape, making sure that he could hear every word.
"Your home is in peril, and will ssssoon be gone. Perhapssss if you find the culprit behind all of thesssse eventssss, you can save your home."
Kong stirred a little, but remained drowsy, as he answered, "Who is it?"
"Why you could ssssay that I'm a concerned citizen, one who also hassss been attacked by these terrible demonssss," Varan lied, doing his best to sound friendly and approachable. "You are sssso mighty, but even you can't take on thesssse many creaturessss. I'd help you, but I….. I am a poor fighter. I'm…. too weak." Varan licked his lips as he awaited Kong's response, at the same time scratching the ground with his claws.
"Don't worry, I'll get to the bottom of this. Why don't you introduce me to yourself after a while?"
"Ohhh," Varan grinned, "I'll make ssssure of it. For now, I musssst go, my king. I sssshall return very ssssoon."
"Whatever."
Kong fully fell asleep after that last statement, and Varan licked his lips, gleeful that his manipulations were working. Varan heard an eerie bell like sound in his head, a sound that one could describe as BIDIBIDIBIDI. It was a sign that the Master's emissary would have a word with him. Slithering out of the cave, Varan climbed down the rocks, eventually finding a secluded spot where he could see the moon clearly, where Kong wouldn't spot him, and where the BIDIBIDIBIDI sound going through his head stopped. He watched as the moon became blood red and opened up into the Dark World, where he could see Ghidorah standing over a prone figure. The King of Terror then noticed the Unbelievable staring at him, and walked over to the dark portal, flew done gently, and landed in front of Varan. "If I may," Varan spoke politely, "what fool dared to crosssss you and the Masssster, and what is that sssstench I ssssmell on you?"
"A Muto tribe, a winged male to be exact," Ghidorah answered, "I came upon him and a female of the tribe, so I tried to recruit them to our side. The female was willing to join us, as her young were stillborn, and I promised her The Master would bless her with new young, provided she takes part with the other Acolytes on the Promised Day. The male on the other hand was less willing, so I made sure he knew his place. As for the stench, I made him into my own little slut, who now carries my progeny."
Varan grinned widely at this, and then continued, "A lesssson that fool will never forget. How doessss he fair now?"
"I can still hear him groaning in pain, perhaps because he did not expect my barbs to cut him so badly," Ghidorah giggled, "he won't bleed out however, I still need to make sure the slut knows his place. Now, how is your mission going Varan?"
Varan thought for a minute, before he answered, "Kong issss getting exhasssstued with the amount of Sssshadow Demonssss I've been ssssending after him. He won't lasssst much longer, esssspecially if I decide to increassse the amount of Demonssss."
"Good, good," Ghidorah smiled with glee, as he briefly nuzzled Varan with his left head, before he continued, "I'm sure that he will break soon, thanks to the Demons, and thanks to your manipulations, The Master will have a new Acolyte soon. And then, we put phase two into effect…."
"Oh? What issss it that The Masssster dessssiressss?"
"You see my beloved," Ghidorah continued, as he licked Varan's head in a sign of affection, "The Master wants to test out his new Acolyte, by eliminating the only obstacles standing in his way of the Promised Day."
"The Sssson of Godzilla?! And the Guardian of Earth!? But would Kong even be able to eliminate them?"
"That's for you to find out, so keep lying to him. Make him believe that you have Skull Island's best interest at heart. Keep testing his strength with Shadow Demons, until you are absolutely sure he can kill the son of Godzilla. And should he, not be able to defeat the son or he chooses to side with him, then you know what you need to do."
"They will not sssstand a chance againsssst me. Very well, I sssshall continue what I am doing, and the world sssshall ssssoon know of the name of Varan the Unbelievable."
"Yes, it will little one. Goodbye for now," Ghidorah chuckled as he stood up and prepared to go back through the dark portal to the Master, "I cherish you Varan, do you know that?"
"Alwayssss. Make ssssure Dessssghidorah sssstays in line assss well. I ssssensssse he may be thinking about…. leaving ussss," Varan hissed, wanting to let Ghidorah know that his brother was acting suspicious. Ghidorah's heads nodded, and he flew back through the dark portal, and resumed his work of educating his new slut. Varan on the other hand, went back to Kong's cave, in order to spin more lies to the King of Skull Island, much like he had always been able to do. Before he began, he thought back to the moment when his life was changed forever, the day he met his only King.
Tribes of all shapes and sizes were fleeing in terror, as lightning bolts tore up the environment around them, with one unfortunate Jira tribe member finding himself in the jaws of a golden dragon, who quickly drained him of life, and tossed his body aside. Ghidorah walked forward, until he saw something standing before him. It was an Aran tribe member, and he was the only creature not running away from Ghidorah. Rather, the brown scaled lizard was looking at Ghidorah with awe. Ghidorah's middle head, known as Dio, bent down, intrigued by the stones of the Aran tribe member, while his other heads, Messiah and Diablo, continued firing off gravity beams, some burning holes through various dinosaurs, and a Divine Moth flying at him. "Why aren't you running? Am I not terrifying to you?"
"Run? Varan can't run at all," the Aran tribe member replied, as he walked closer and closer to Ghidorah, "Why would Varan run from such glorious beauty? Varan is considered to be worthless in his tribe, because Varan lacks venom that his brothers and sisters have. If Varan is considered to be so worthless, then is it okay if he offers himself to you, so that he can have a beautiful death?"
Ghidorah's eyes widened, before he asked again, "Oh? You really think that I am…... beautiful? And you want me to kill you?"
Varan answered with tears in his eyes, "Yes."
"Why would I kill something with such valor? You stand before me, knowing about the danger I possess, and yet, you aren't afraid. I won't kill you little one. Rather, I will help you with your worthlessness."
"R-r-really? You'd help Varan? Can y-y-you give him, his venom?"
"Not me, but rather, my Master can, along with improving your speech," Ghidorah answered the lizard warmly, with Dio, Diablo, and Messiah smiling gently at him. Dio was the only one speaking to Varan, his voice helping Varan feel safe, as Ghidorah opened up a portal for the lizard to go into. Varan walked into the Dark World, and turned around before the portal closed.
"Varan… Thanks you… friend"
Of course, that was many years ago, and he and Ghidorah were much more than friends now, something they kept secret from the other Acolytes. Also, Diablo and Messiah weren't around anymore, as Dio grew bored of how they always fought with each other, and rectified the problem by devouring them both. It was only Dio who was in control now, and he didn't even go by that name anymore. Varan was grateful for the day he had met Ghidorah, for he had not only met someone who saw the worth in him, but he had made him whole. And what better way to pay back that kindness, than by helping Ghidorah and his Master? He had no idea how this conflict would end, but in his heart, he hoped that the Master would have a new Acolyte, the only ones in the way of his plan would be dealt with, and that he could be together to Ghidorah, forever and ever. Varan climbed back into Kong's home, and watched him while he slept, waiting for another day of manipulating the King of Skull Island.
Soon, Kong would know the name of the culprit behind the Shadow Demon attacks and the destruction of his island.
He was called Godzilla, and he was the King of the Monsters.
And Kong only had one vow in his heart.
"That son of a bitch will pay for what he's done!"
Author's Note: And here is Kong in all of his glory! Plus, we even get to see Varan in action as well, and some insight on Ghidorah as well. I also feel I must let you know that my schedule will get more difficult for me to manage, so updates will come when they are ready, but regardless, I hope that this arc will be longer than the last one. So, here is the voice cast, with some new additions.
Johnny Yong Bosch as Godzilla Jr (adult and teen).
Dan Southworth as Neozilla/SpaceGodzilla.
Sumalee Montano as Mothra.
Matthew Mercer as Anguirus.
Yuri Lowenthal as Mothra Leo.
Steve Blum as Kong.
Sigourney Weaver as Biollante.
Marc Diarson as Godzilla.
Quinton Flynn as Rodan.
David Gallagher as Battra.
Phil LaMarr as Baragurius.
Travis Willingham as Kong's Father.
Laura Bailey as Kong's Mother.
Cate Blanchett as Gigamoth/Mothra Gaia.
Sean Astin as Baragon.
John Rhys-Davies as Gorosaurus.
Viggo Morteson as Gomora.
Fred Tatasciore as Destoroyah.
Charlie Adler as Varan.
Willem Dafoe (Leader), Dave Wittenberg (Nutcase), and Kevin Michael Richardson (Vicious) as Desghidorah.
James Woods as Dagahra.
Spike Spencer as Deutalios.
James Patrick Stuart as Gigan.
Patrick Seitz as Grand-King Ghidorah.
Tony Jay as The Master.
James Earl Jones as Gojira (Godzilla 1954).
Nathan Lane as Ebirah.
Tim Curry as Hedorah.
Patrick Warburton as Megalon.
Robert Englund as Gabara.
Cathy Weseluck as Godzilla Jr (child).
Stephanie Nadolny as Kong (child).
Jim Ward as M.O.G.U.E.R.A.
Cylon voice as G.O.R.T.
Jeffery Dean Morgan as Gaira.
Goji73 as Shadow of RED.
So, next time is when we fully get into the next story arc, and watch as two titans of cinema come to blows. Who will win? Who Will die? And will Kong and Junior realize that they are being duped?
Find out next time in
CURSE OF THE UNBELIEVABLE!
Thank you all for reading my fic. I'm glad you enjoy it, and remember, Keep Circulating the Links.
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