Twisted

Disclaimer: I do not own Kong, or any of the characters. Plain and Simple.

Quick Summary: My version of the newest movie with a couple twists.

Author's Note: I think I'm upping the rating because of the violence. Sorry if this chapter is a bit short.

Chapter Five: A Costly Refusal

Alex Englehorn was genuinely frightened and confused for the first time that she had been with the crew of the Venture, or the Venture herself. Sure, she had seen lots of blood before, but always she had known the origins of it. Alex's hand tingled as she stared, and she soon discovered that more of the sticky, red substance was dripping on her from above. Stepping back, Alex looked skyward. What she saw made her dizzy.

Hayes hung from the vines above her. A seemingly deep gash ran down his arm and blood was spilling out. She had cut his arm.

"Captain, what's the matter? Why did you stop?" Asked Jimmy, coming up behind her. When he didn't get an answer, his eyes followed hers up into the trees.

"Hayes!" He exclaimed as he scrambled towards his friend. "No!"

Other men ran up and helped get him down as Jimmy reached Hayes. Alex couldn't move. She was stunned. While the guys brought Hayes down, she watched in silence.

"Captain!" Jimmy shouted, jumping down from the branches.

Startled, Alex tore past Jimmy and through the small crowd of men that was surrounding Hayes. Kneeling, she checked his pulse. It was steady. "I need something to stop the bleeding!" She said, spinning on her heel.

Jimmy immediately ripped off his shirt and threw it at Alex, who caught it and went to work carefully tearing and tying the fabric around the wounded arm.

"How are we going to get him back to the ship?" Asked Bruce as she finished.

"I think we're going to have to carry him, Baxter. Let's just hope we don't have any unexpected surprises along the way." Alex motioned to the nearest men to hoist Hayes onto their shoulders.

"But Captain," protested Jimmy. "What about Miss Darrow?"

"Jack is going to find her, I know it." Alex said, turning to face the young deckhand. "Don't you worry about it, Jimmy… you did good,"

Machete in hand, she sliced her way back through the vines. They reached a clearing about twenty minutes later and everyone was given a break. It was when she sat by the director that Alex noticed the scheming look on Carl's face.

"What is it, Carl?" She asked, sighing deeply.

Carl looked at her, his face lighting up with a plan. "You know what? My film was destroyed, but I know how I can still make money off of this."

By the look on his face, Alex knew that something wasn't right. "Uh, Carl? Whatever it is, I think the answer will be no."

"No, no, this is perfectly fine, Alex, perfectly fine. You know how you have those crates of Chlorophorm please tell me the correct way to spell this if anybody knows! in the hull of the Venture?"

"Yeah, but--!"

"When Jack brings Ann through those gates, the monkey will be right on their tails. And with that Chlorophorm... everyone could get a piece of the last unexplored place on the map for the price of an admission ticket."

Alex stared at Carl like he was nuts. "No way. And if you did manage to get that giant ape unconscious, how would we get it out to the ship? And better yet, how would we get back with the Venture wallowing so low in the water? By the time we get out to sea, a storm is bound to stir up, and then we're right back where we started... except we won't have a ship, and more men will be dead!"

"Will another two grand do it?"

"No, and I'm beginning to think you never had any money in the first place. And you can't pay off men's lives, Carl. You can't put a price on that." Alex scowled. "You don't even have your checkbook with you!"

"Listen," Carl hissed. "You're right, I'm fresh out of money, but if I got this animal back to New York, I could give you whatever you want Miss Englehorn, and maybe more."

"I'm not interested in material things, Mr. Denham, and don't call me Miss. I don't care about how much you're willing to pay... it's not going to happen."

"Fine, Englehorn, I don't need your help with this!"

"What? Of course you need my help, I'm the captain!" Alex exclaimed, jumping to her feet.

"No," smirked Carl. "You're a woman."

Two sailors, her own men, came up behind her and grabbed her arms. Despite the fact that they were in great shape and she had a small handicap, Alex managed to wrestle the two men to the ground and pin them. She looked up just in time to see Carl swinging at her. A glass bottle crashed against her left temple, she assumed that it was one that previously was filled with some sort of liquor that Denham almost constantly drank. Soon after the hit, the back of her head struck solid ground, rendering her completely unconscious.

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KARA