TITANS 2: The Monsters Kingdom (Moana / Kong - Disney Moana / Monsterverse)

Chapter 7 - Kong

The night had now fallen on the island, rendering the surroundings far less reassuring than during the day, and announcing the awakening of the nocturnal creatures. Wagner and his men continued to walk among the trees and dense vegetation, the captain did not allow a stop, although several men suggested it. Wagner had no need to rest, dominated by his desire for revenge for that great ape who had slaughtered his sailors and humiliated him by forcing him to retreat. He was going to show this monster that the humans are superior in every aspect and that he would come out victorious.

Wagner walked in front, cutting in front of him the too bushy plants with his sword. Not once had he thought of Princess Rapunzel and Prince Flynn, too much focused on his personal vengeance. Behind him, walking in a group, his men showed less of their emotions, most of them very tired, and others too frightened by the night and the lugubrious atmosphere of this jungle all around them. They had the impression that hundreds of invisible eyes, hidden in the shadows, watched them. The sounds of the jungle and the cries of nocturnal animals were not there to reassure them. A few hours ago, the group had lost other men, two of them having been carried away in the darkness by a furtive creature looking like a giant saber-toothed panther, and another had disappeared in a few seconds in quicksand that seemed almost alive. But still, to the dismay of his men, Captain Wagner had not really shown himself touched by these new losses of men. He seemed to be possessed by an inner demon, telling him to find the giant monkey at any cost and kill him, even if for that he should cross the whole island and lose all the rest of his men. _ "Where are you, you bastard?!" murmured Wagner in his dark, determined voice, looking intently before him and tightening his hand on his weapon, eager to make use of it.

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Meanwhile, somewhere towards the center of the island, was a large mountain, thicker and massive than the others, surrounded by the jungle and some large freshwater lakes fed by the ocean. The sharp mountain of rock looked like a giant and scary skull of rock, whose giant empty eyes gazed at the whole island without anything escaping them. One of its giant stone orbits was actually a huge cavern, serving as a hideout for the giant monkey, who, sitting peacefully on the ground, had finished devouring the corpse of the giant lizard he had killed at the lake, and while digesting his meal, was contemplating the night sky and the stars, and seemed curious to see a shooting star appear and disappear in the sky.

Giving a slight thoughtful groan, the giant monkey leaned back against the wall of the cave, and with his giant hand tore off a huge climbing root along the wall next to him, and began gently twisting it between his teeth, by continuing to observe the stars with his curious gaze. However, the giant monkey was thoughtful. He was still very angry with these human intruders who had dared to damage his territory, but above that, he was also thinking of this young woman with long, wavy black hair and tanned skin.... He even thought he heard one of the humans say her name during the fight ..... Moana ..... Her name was Moana? ..... He had noticed her at the lake, when he had killed the giant lizard. Without understanding why, he did not see her as a threat. He had felt it, deep in him ... This young woman, this Moana .... She has a strength in her, a unique gift that connects her to the forces of nature, and in a sense, connects her to him, the protector of this island .... The giant monkey continued to chew its root, unable to find a clear answer to his thoughts ... His eyes again showed a look almost sad, alone, and he looked thoughtfully one of his hands, emitting a deep and heavy growling sigh, but appeared frowning, growling a little, and seemed to want to think of something else. A gentle wind suddenly rose around the great monkey, making the leaves of the few climbing plants of the cave dance and shudder. The giant monkey felt the wind coming to touch his body and face, gently shaking his brown fur. His gaze changed again, and raising his head, he seemed to have felt a presence in the wind around him ..... An invisible presence, but friendly ..... a very powerful and familiar presence .... In the air, the echo of a distant voice, feminine and sweet was suddenly heard, pronouncing a name.....