Book 1 in the Monsters are Real series. A fanfiction Remake and continuation of Kong: Skull Island.
I do not own anything except the changes I make and a few new characters and twists. I do not own any of the creatures in my books, besides the Scut...
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Suddenly there's an echoing clap. I turn and see a very annoyed Nina.
"Wow! Bravo! Excellent show. Now can we please get back to surviving?" She snaps.
I walk back to the beach. The ground begins to rumble. I'm thrown every which way. James catches me, and hoists me up. I look around frantically. A huge scaled foot comes screaming to the ground. I jump out of the way. A few of the soldiers aren't so lucky.
"Run!" James shouts over the chaos.
A gut wrenching roar, bellows from the monstrous lizard. I race off into the woods, not caring where I was. I hear a grunt and snapping of twigs. I look back and see Slivko on the ground. I race back to his side.
"C'mon." I egg on, trying to lift him up.
He gets to his feet, and we continue running. James is a good distance away. The ground is shaking badly. I try to keep my footing, but it's no use. I topple to the ground, my back hits first, but my head crashes down on a rock. I hear a ringing in my ears. Nothing else is registering. Slowly I get to my feet. Trying to balance is a challenge. My hearing is returning.
"Ricky! Ricky!" I hear someone shout.
It's a desperate shout. One I don't recognize.
"I'm hear!" I croak, my voice strained.
I hear rustling and fast footsteps.
"Ricky!" Greets James, pulling me close for a hug.
Then he shoves me along.
"Wha-"
"Go! We have to move! Run!" He pants, picking up speed.
We are racing along. Jumping over logs and twisting roots. James is experiance in jungle terrain, but he does stumble. I look back at him, for a moment the world is frozen. Everything just stops, I see the tree sailing towards us. My brief smile disappears. I start to turn towards him. He looks back and then the world resumes it's normal pace. I throw myself on the ground, groaning as I get scraped up. I hear James grunt too. The tree busts into the ground near us, splintering wood thrown in our direction. I hear an outburst from James. I look up and see a huge chunk of wood sticking out of his thigh.
