((Author Note: The updated chapter two. I want to thank my lovely beta reader for helping me fix the mistakes. This chapter wasn't as hard for me as I thought it might be. The ending was the hardest part in fact.))
She opened her eyes opened slowly. The darkness in the room was untouched by light. If she was in the caves she would have smelled bodies, food, and leaves, but here the air smelled of something else. It was dusty. She sat up slowly her aching joints denying her swiftness. She stretched trying to get as limber and as strong as fast as she could. Her mind slowly remembered the events that led to the sudden sleeping spell. Most likely, the heavy round things in the other cage had poisoned her.
The ground under her feet was rocking, making it hard to stand up, yet she did. A sudden jerk of the boat and she fell into the hard bars. Her hand caught her body weight just before her head hit. She stood still waiting for her eyes to adjust fully, which they did. She looked around the dark space and saw nothing she understood. Huge cages made out of a strong rock. The sides of the bars were smooth like rocks beaten down for generations by waves.
'What could these people do to make the rocks so smooth?' she wondered.
She shook her head to clear her mind. Thinking was deadly. She made her way out of the opening of the cage. She kept her body pushed to wall to keep her out of sight. From what she remembered, there were five or six men aboard. The others had died on the island saving the female.
After she made her way up the stairs she knew how wrong that number was. The sounds of at least a dozen feet were in the room above. Her eyes trailed to the ceiling and she gulped. She had to get off the ship, and quickly. She was trespassing and would most likely be killed on sight--that was, if they could find her.
She made her way up to the top of the cave openings seeing no one, until a man came down the way. He was tall, with a long nose, and dark hair that hung in his eyes. He was carrying the metal contraption that made the "tapping" noise. She moved into one of the hollow of the wall.
"Damn seaman. Can't keep their hands off my stuff. After all I've been though, I shouldn't have to waste my time chasing down my own typewriter," the man muttered to himself as he walked by her.
She waited until he was safely behind a rock in a new cave. Then the girl started to move again. It was an easy, quick travel until she found the rock closing
Someone had moved some kind of the smooth rocks in front of the cave opening. She pushed on it, yet it did not budge. Panic spread through her body as she tried to force it open. What was this? Surely, the man with the nose had come down this hall. Did the white monsters have powers that let them move through rocks?
There was a voice outside and she backed up into the darkness that had kept her safe before.
The bit of the door that wasn't smooth moved though no hand touched it. She held in a sound of surprised and watched with ready eyes. The door opened with a hand on the other side. It looked identical with some kind of handle on it. Perhaps that how they opened it.
The man had a small bit of hair that had gotten confused and grown on his face. It then had stopped growing, and stood very short. His eyes through were what drew her to him. The eyes were blue like the sea. Was he a water spirit? A god? No, he was one of the monsters or men. She was no longer sure what they were.
"I know the boat is weighed down. If I didn't, I wouldn't be much of a captain, would I? We'll keep the ship afloat if it kills us," the man said to the one behind him. He sounded stern although yet she didn't know what he was saying. He closed the door and sighed. "I should never have agreed to this," he said to himself. He walked down the hall and away leaving her to wonder how the door worked.
She waited until the room had been silent for a while then moved to the door. She put her hand on the handle and pushed on it. It went down without a fight. She pulled the handle to herself and the door opened. She was not sure why it worked, but that wasn't important. It worked and right then that's all she needed to know. She poked her head out the door to see if anyone was around. She took a moment to make sure she was alone, and then raced off. She jumped over the edge and into the water, diving deep. She swam for at least two minutes before she realized she had no idea where she was going.
The sky was clear and the fog was completely gone, yet she saw no land. Her island was not in sight. Nothing she knew was. The boat had taken her out be on the rocks, beyond the fog--everything she knew was gone. She floated there for a moment and the current took her back towards the ship. She saw it in the distance and swam over. She grabbed onto one of the ropes hanging off the boat and waited unsure of what fate wished her to do.
She climbed back up after she knew she was dry. It took only a second for her to look over the railing and realize the boat was alive with activity. There were more then a dozen men running around, working and talking. She'd never seen such a sight. White men with light hair moving together like a dance. They were pulling ropes, speaking loudly and using tools of which she had no name for. They were pushing a stick across the floor with something white on the end. It looked wet. Another man was whipping a foamy cloth across some see-through rocks. None of it made sense to the primitive girl.
Her body took control as her mind was distracted. She watched for an opening thence jumped on deck. She raced towards the caves when to her chagrin her feet fell from under her. The wood under her feet had been wet. She hit the floor like a falling tree limb, loud and hard. She got up feeling a bit of pain in her ankle. It wasn't bad that bad, though: she could still run.
She swiftly realized she'd need to. Three of the men had heard her fall and were staring at her. She stood in the ready to pouncing position, her legs slightly bent and her arms open wide as if ready to attack. The door to the caves stood open and running was the only chance she had. The caves were the only safe place that she could think of. She ran there and kept going.
She ran right into the man with the big nose. His eyes went huge and he grabbed her. She tried to wiggle out and hit at him. She roared, trying to scare him. Her hands gripped at his hair pulling. She didn't want to hurt him too badly. It was bad luck to hurt a human.
"Captain! Captain! Native!" one of the men yelled outside. She didn't know what the words meant but she got the meaning: it was a call of warning.
She tried to get away from the man with the big nose before the thing they were calling came. She couldn't do that without hurting him. Finally, out of desperation she kicked him in the gut. It knocked the wind out of him and he doubled over, letting her go. She jumped back, then over the top of him. Quickly she raced down the hall until she saw the most heart-breaking sight she had ever known. A wall stood between freedom and her. She banged her fists on the wall as hard as she could.
Hands slipped around her from behind and pulled her to a flat chest. Her eyes went huge and she struggled again.
"Rope…Rope," came the deep voice. She tried to bite at him. He had her arms skillfully behind her back. Finally, she got loose by kicking the wall and pushed him back into the men.
She got her footing then started running. Then suddenly the oddest sight she could have imagined was before. The female was staring at her. She had been sacrificed. No one came back from Kong. Kong would be angry and take it out on her people.
She attacked the woman with the purpose of taking her back. She had to go back for the sake of the village, for all their lives. Suddenly all the males were on top of the girl holding her down with just enough strength to do so. It suddenly dawned on her how weak these men were. How did they shimmy up trees with the thin arms they were grabbing her with? Their legs, too, were thin compared to those of the healthy youths she was used to.
She roared like a monster, trying to swing them off. She screamed, noticing some back up. They were skittish of her. She was only human. What did they have to fear from something so small?
A man jumped on her back. She got the chance to look at him for only a moment. Those shinning, amazing eyes hit hers and she knew she was captured.
"Captain…what are we going to do with it?" a man close by said loudly. Her face was to the ground so she couldn't see the face. The man put something around her wrist, something like rope only smoother and made out of something more cloth like then vines. He put them on her feet, as well, in a way to keep her down. He got off her back and stood watching. He was waiting for her to struggle. When she didn't he pulled her up by her shoulder. His hands were suddenly gentle as if he was willing to try to trust her.
She'd never been a captive before, but she knew how other tribes treated people they captured. Rape, abuse, mutilation, and death were all that she had to look for. She had been caught on their boat and she would now die.
"Lookie, lookie, lookie. I can see it now up in lights besides the Kong sign. 'Wild girl, survivor of Skull Island! See the primitive human'," the fat one said loudly. He reminded her of a pig although a hundred times smaller. He got close to her making her tense. She snapped her jaws at him like a giant meat-eater and growled in her saber tooth impression.
His hand still went to her hair picking it up and smelling. She roared at this intrusion and pulled backed hitting the captain in the jaw. He dropped her binds. She jumped up, but like a frog she feel back down to the floor. She wiggled like a fish trying to get away as the fat man came over.
"Leave her alone. You've got your show. Let her be!" the female yelled at him as she pushed him away. The woman bent down by the primitive's head. Ann took her head in her hands. She forced to her to look up. She stared at the girl waiting. Obviously, she was taking pity on her. Was that was she had been talking to the other man about? She said her last prayers silently in her head. She waited for the sound of the snap of her neck as she is given death. When it didn't come, she stared at the woman's eyes.
She saw a deep sadness in her and was confused. This was too much pity. Surely she wasn't about to be kind to her! Who was this creature that had escaped Kong himself?
She spoke to her telling her to go back to Kong or he would come and killed her. She told her over and over and all she did was staring. She no more understood her words then she did hers. She went silent knowing nothing she said got through which upset her greatly.
The kind female was in danger, more than she understood. Perhaps, they were to far from the island for Kong's powerful hand to reach her. Still she could smell him on her. Smell him so strongly it scared her a bit. It felt like he was coming from behind her.
She snapped her head around and saw the man with the misshapen nose. She sniffed him. He too smelt of Kong. She watched him, confused. Was he also a great one? She didn't understand any of this. She kept her head down for the time and her nails pushed up like a wild cat trapped in a spiders nest.
The round one was gone, she noticed, as were many of the men. One stooped down by her and looked. He had on some kind of see through glass over his eyes. What good was having rock on your eyes? Perhaps it helped him keep his nose down. The image of a nose flying up and showing all the flesh underneath made her insides shiver. The white monsters were still unknown to her; she didn't know what the same was and what was different.
"What are we going to do with her, Captain?" the one with the glasses asked.
The tall one who she was coming to realize was called 'captain' shook his head as if in answer. To what only the whites knew.
"Put her back in a cage under deck, feed her…," he said looking at her as if confused on how to kill her.
"You can't. That's horrible," the woman yelled, annoyed.
"She's human not a beast."
"Exactly. I don't wanna risk her coming and slitting our throats in the middle of the night," Captain said.
He came over slowly, with a little more rope in his hand. She went stiff trying to back away before he got too close. He put a knot in the rope, making it a lasso. He swung it a few times then tossed it at her. It landed right on and she struggled against it. It pulled tighter the more she struggled. He yanked her forward like a slave and pulled her into the darkness ahead. He pulled her back down a path she already knew. They were going back down to the cages. Not unexpected: surely they didn't want her running around the ship. It'd be much to dangerous. He shoved her inside of the cage and locked the door. He started talking in a very soft voice.
"Nothing against you, but until you get used to us and us to you, you're staying in here. I'll send someone down here with food and water. Not that you understand a word I'm saying, but I wanted to tell you no one sails on the ship free. If you plan to stay, you had better learn to make your keep. That is, if we can teach you how to talk and civilized stuff," he said with a smile rattling the cage a bit.
She didn't know why but as he, left she felt a smile on her lips. His voice had been soothing yet in control. Much like her Shaman, the leader of the tribes. She didn't want to be here. Moreover, they obviously didn't want her here, but for now, they were both stuck with one another. She might as well get used to it.
((Author Note:Chapter two isfinished and complete! Looking forward for more? I hope you are!Writing for chapter three is in the opening stages. Please keep reading.))