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: Whoa, 3 reviews! I am so pumped! I am pumped enough to type the next chapter quickly and put it out for all ya'll to read! Enjoy DARLINGS!

Chapter Seven: Breaking Out

Little innocent Jimmy had left her the way out. She knew it was the key to the cell; what else would it be? There were no other doors in the small cage that required a key... and the other cages were beyond her reach. Why would she unlock the other cages anyway? Alex didn't care, she licked her lips excitedly and shivered as a rush of adrenaline surged through her body.

Once she got out of there, she would make sure that he got better than he was getting now. She would also find out who locked her down here and who was in charge now and severely punish them.

Alex placed the key in her pants pocket and crammed the rest of the lumpy bread in her mouth; chewing hastily. It was still night, and if she got out, then maybe she could find the strength to drag Carl Denham down to this cell and lock him in. No--she knew she could, but there was one thing she had to do first.

Taking the key back out, she put it in between her teeth and opened the peroxide that Jimmy had brought. This was going to hurt. It was going to hurt a lot. She poured a fair amount on the towel and squeezed her eyes shut as the liquid and the towel came in contact with her face wound.

A small whimper exited her mouth as her teeth clamped down on the metal of the key and pain blossomed throughout the left side of her face, making her eyes water. Soon, it was numb and she removed the soaked towel. It showed a dark stain. Probably dry blood, she thought to herself. How would she know if her cheek was still bleeding or not? And there wasn't enough light to see if the blood was old or new. Either way, she flipped the towel and poured a little more peroxide on it; repeating the dabbing process.

Once she started to get dizzy from the numbing pain, Alex stopped. She took the key out of her mouth and reached through the bars and pushed the key in the keyhole. Alex heard it click and she was able to push the door open. Good thing the hinges were oiled, even though nobody would probably hear it in the first place.

The young captain crept out into the hallway and up the steps; listening all the while for approaching footsteps. She stopped when she entered the hallway with the passenger cabins. It was night, and Alex assumed that everyone was asleep... everyone except whoever was steering this boat. Actually, she hoped that Carl Denham was sound asleep so that she could sneak in there and tie him up without a struggle. Alex grinned as the image entered her head. She imagined the portly director waking up to find that his hands and feet were bound and a gag had placed itself neatly in his mouth.

Her first mistake was trying to smother the laugh that rose in her throat, which came out as a half cough, half snort followed by deep sighing sound. Her hand stopped most of the sound, but her unluckiness on this trip ceased to amaze her. She had stopped right outside Bruce Baxter's door.

Her second mistake was running. Sure, she knew this ship like the back of her hand, but knowledge didn't muffle the sound of her footsteps and the bang of Bruce's door as he exited his room to see what was going on. That was followed by other doors opening and confused shouts behind her. She snarled and took the steps to the deck three at a time.

Alex ran as fast as she could across the slippery deck without falling and leaped up the steps to the wheel house. The person she saw surprised her so much that she almost stepped back out.

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Bruce Baxter awoke to the sound of quiet footsteps outside his door, then a snorting sound. At least, he thought it was a snort. The actor climbed out of his cot/bed and leaped to the door. Throwing it open, he heard the footsteps echoing away down the hallway to his right.

"Carl!" He shouted, running to the closest room on his left. "Carl, wake up!"

Bruce pounded on the door until it opened, revealing a disheveled Carl Denham. By then, Jack Driscol and Ann Darrow had opened their doors also to see what the commotion was.

"What is it, Bruce?" Denham asked, squinting in the light of the hallway.

Bruce looked down the hallway one way, and then the other. "Didn't you hear that?"

"Hear what, man?"

"The... the noise! There was somebody out here!"

"Baxter, you were probably dreaming. It's..." Carl glanced at his watch. "Two in the morning,"

Bruce sighed, an I-can't-believe-you-don't-believe-me look crossing his face. "Fine, if you're not coming to investigate, I'll go by myself." He huffed.

"Whatever," Carl sighed, disappearing behind the door as it shut slowly in Baxter's face.

Bruce ran down the hallway to his room, strapping on his hand gun that he had brought with him, but he had never thought, and still hoped, that he never had to use it. He walked confidently down the hallway and up onto the deck where the traces of a wave washed around his boots.

He climbed the ladder to the wheel house. That's where his instincts told him to go. That is where the person who woke him would be.

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Alex Englehorn stood in the doorway of the wheel house; shocked. At the wheel of the Venture was Preston with a bandage across his face.

"P-P-Preston?" She stuttered.

The director's assistant, startled, spun toward Alex. "Captain...!"

"What...? How! Why are you steering my ship!" She exclaimed, walking farther into the room.

"Well... um--"

"What happened to your face?"

"I--"

"Preston!" Came a sharp voice.

Alex swallowed as the cold barrel of a gun brushed the back of her neck to prove the seriousness of the voice.

Preston swallowed hard too, looking past Alex at Bruce Baxter, who had suddenly realized that he might have to use that gun after all.

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KARA