And thus, we have our first boss. While I might not have the Kongs fight every single one of them, I will say this...None of them are going to be that friendly towards them.

Diddy was panicking, he tried to squeeze himself free from Krow's claws. But now no matter how he did it, he wasn't able to free himself. Krow eventually threw him into the nest like a dead rat.

"So...who said that a filthy Kong like ye was allowed on me ship?" asked Krow as he placed one of his claws over Diddy's chest. "Answer me, lad!"

Diddy was stunned. He wanted to speak, but he just...couldn't. If anything, all he could do was lay there and babble. Krow hissed as he pressed his claw down further. "Speak up, I wants an answer!"

"I-I'm just here to rescue someone!" Diddy yelled, startling Krow. The Necky gave him a confused look, he started to rub his head with his wing. "How strange...I've ne'er heard o' a Kong endangerin' hisself t' rescue someone afore, especially nah on an island like this."

"...So you'll let me go?"

"An' starve t' death?" Krow asked as he picked Diddy up by the shirt. "But 'tis been such a long time since I've gotten t' eat anythin'. Ye wouldna let me starve, would ye?"

"W-well, you can't eat me!"

"Well that's too bad!"

Krow was about to eat Diddy when an egg flew into him. The Necky extended his neck to see who the culprit was, only to get pelted by another egg. He dropped Diddy and looked over to where his eggs were sitting, he was greeted by the sight of Dixie holding onto one of the eggs. Rattly was coiled around her waist like a belt.

"You let him go RIGHT now!" Dixie yelled as she threw another egg at Krow's face.

"So 'tis a fight ye wants, huh?" Krow hissed. "Then I'll give ye somethin' t' fight about!"

Krow flapped his wings as he took off from his nest, he soared upwards until it looked like he was blocking off the sun. Afterwards, he began to fly towards the nest, as fast as he could. Dixie grabbed Diddy and pulled him out of the way before Krow could attack either of them.

"Are you OK?" Dixie asked as she helped him stand up. Diddy nodded, though his knees were still shaking. He could see Krow turning around with his claws open, he was going to grab one of the Kongs. Diddy pushed Dixie as hard as he could before he was grabbed by Krow once again. Dixie watched in horror as Krow smashed Diddy against the the mast.

"Did ye really think 'twould be that easy t' defeat me?" Krow hissed. "A yellow-bellied cur has no right t' be on this ship, let alone o' Crocodile Isle. But if ye think about it, scuttlin' ye off right now would be a blessin'. At least then, ye wouldna 'ave t' face K. Rool's wrath!"

Diddy struggled to breath as Krow squeezed the air out of him. At this point, he was ready to black out. Meanwhile, Dixie tried to grab one of the largest eggs she could carry. She quickly brought the egg over to the edge of the nest, dropping it on top of Krow. The Necky looked upwards as he dropped Diddy, assuming he had died already. He began to fly towards the sun, once again. Dixie jumped off the nest and grabbed onto Diddy's shirt, she hovered before either of them could hit the ground. Once they landed, she put her head against his chest. He was still breathing, but he was unconscious.

Once again, Krow managed to block out the sun. He started diving towards the ship, barreling faster and faster towards Dixie.

"I think now might be a good time to get off the ship," Rattly informed Dixie as she held Diddy onto her back. She headed towards the bow and jumped off before Krow could hit either of them. She was standing on the beach, watching as the galleon in front of her fell apart. While she knew the adventure wasn't going to be easy, she wasn't expecting something like this to happen. Heck, Diddy would probably think the same way.

Dixie jumped as she heard something bark at her. She turned her head to see what it was, only to relax as she saw Cranky riding on top of a rhino. She ran towards him with a troubled look on her face. "Cranky, you'll never believe what just happened!"

"What? You mean the bird diving into his own ship?" Cranky asked, "Or the bird trying to kill my great-grandson?"

"Uh..." Dixie couldn't say anything, she couldn't help but feel like she was in big trouble. Cranky finally sighed, he took Diddy off of Dixie's back before she could ride on top of the rhino.

"Look...I know you're doing everything you can to help him," Cranky said as the rhino began walking along the shore, "But I don't know if it's going to be enough."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you know I don't like to go easy on you kids...but those Kremlings...they're FAR worse then I could ever be. I can't imagine what kind of stuff DK's going through, and I don't want Diddy to share the same fate."

Dixie blinked, she'd never heard Cranky sound so worried before. Then again, she was aware that he'd lost some of his family to K. Rool, so she could understand why. A few moments later, Diddy began to wake up. He looked confused at first, but he was just thankful to be alive.

"About time you woke up!" Cranky said bitterly. "If you'd been out any longer, I would've thought you died!"

Diddy looked over at Dixie, whose only response was to shrug. If it's one good thing they could say about the fight with Krow, it was that they were glad it was over.

Back at the castle, K. Rool was sitting on his throne. There, he was balancing a plate onto his snout. He wondered how long he could keep it there.

"K. ROOL!" yelled Screech as he flew into the throne room, causing K. Rool to drop his plate. He scowled at the parrot as shards of glass flew everywhere, "You'd better have a good reason to come back here!"

"Believe me, it's MORE then good," Screech replied. "Do you remember Rattly?"

"You mean that traitor we let behind?" K. Rool asked, "What about him?"

"Well...he's decided to team up with that pipsqueak and his girlfriend."

"The pipsqueak?" K. Rool repeated, making sure he had heard Screech correctly. "You mean to tell me that DK's little brat made it onto the island?"

"Yep."

"And he managed to make it past KROW of all things."

"Yes, sir!" Screech replied. "Although...Krow might've killed himself while trying to take down the Kongs."

"How unfortunate," K. Rool said as he began to think. "But...what should we do now that the pipsqueak's made it to the island?"

"Why don't we just kill DK?" Screech asked. "Isn't that the reason why that rat came here in the first place?"

"...Actually, I have a better idea!" K. Rool said as he got out of his throne, "Come with me!"

Screech nodded, he followed K. Rool until they reached the dungeon. Standing in front of the entrance were two burly Kremlings, one of them was blue while the other one was pink.

"Is everything all right, Your Majesty?"

"Everything is fine," K. Rool replied. "I just need to bring our prisoner upstairs."

"But...why?" asked one of the Kremlings.

"Because a certain little pipsqueak is on his way to take him back," K. Rool said clasping his hands together. "And I'm sure they'd love to see each other one more time before they perish!"

"So you're just going to kill them both at the same time?"

"Of course not," K. Rool replied. "I'll be the one taking care of DK. And as for that brat...I'll make sure he suffers a fate FAR worse then death!"

Both Kremlings nodded in understanding, though they couldn't help but feel sorry for the Kongs. Nonetheless, they lead K. Rool through the dungeon until they reached the very end. There, DK was sitting against the wall. The fur around his wrists was starting to fall out thanks to the chains.

"So I've heard that a certain someone is coming over to get you," K. Rool said, though DK ignored him.

"What's the matter, Kong? I thought you would've been excited about seeing your nephew again."

DK snorted like a bull. As much he wanted to beat up K. Rool, and as much as he would love to see Diddy again, there was nothing he could do. K. Rool rolled his eyes as he opened the cell. "Oh well, I suppose the least we can do is take you upstairs!"

Once K. Rool opened the cell, he allowed the two Kremlings to grab DK's arms and take him upstairs. K. Rool began to follow them, he grabbed a rope from inside his pocket.

"Now Screech? There is something else I need you to do."

"What is it?"

"I need you to tell as many Kremlings as you can about those brats," K. Rool replied. "Let them all know that I want them both here alive!"

"Yes, sir!" Screech said as he started to fly off. K. Rool smiled to himself as he followed the Kremlings upstairs. While DK was going to be much more useful as bait, he was certain that Diddy would be much more useful as a sacrifice to the island. After all, if Diddy were dead, then Donkey Kong Island would have nobody to rule it. And the chances of Diddy getting off the island were so small, there would be nothing left of him by the time he met DK. K. Rool chuckled to himself, he felt as if he had already won.

Don't count your chickens before they hatch, K. Rool.