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Stranded - James Conrad (Part 1)
Pairing: James Conrad x Reader
Warnings: big apes,
You weren’t certain how long you had been stranded on Skull Island. You’d been hired to lead an expedition and soon found yourself the only survivor. Eventually you’d stumbled upon Hank Marlow and the Iwi. While you lived behind the Iwi’s wall, you had made your own shelter so you could have your own space. For the most part you were left alone though several of the children would visit frequently. You also saw a lot of Hank.
As for the tribe, you had been dubbed the Slayer. Or so Hank told you. They didn’t talk so you had no idea how he knew this but you took his word for it. You’d hunted more than one thing that got past the wall. It didn’t happen often but it was terrifying when it did. Oddly enough you had also managed to befriend the giant ape known as Kong. Or maybe it wasn’t so odd as you’d saved him from the many tentacles of a giant octopus once upon a time.
But today, for the first time in a long time, you had hope. Helicopters had flown overhead in the early morning light as they idiotically bombed your island. Who bombs an island without knowing what inhabited it first? Kong was in a fine fury and you were doing your best to avoid him until you knew exactly what was going on. At the moment you were gathering your things, determined to get the hell off this island even if you had to piece a helicopter back together with your own two hands.
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He made note of everything travelling through the port, fishermen, soldiers, engineers among regular civilians. He could feel his stomach sinking, listening to the sparks of the nearby grinder cut into his ears. In reality he wasn’t supposed to be here, he should’ve been at home with his wife and his daughter. He should’ve gone home instead but here he was, one more job before he called it quits. Just one more, he kept telling himself it was just one more job. James was tired, defeated in a way. Though having many good years left in him to continue, he wanted to finally settle down and enjoy the later half of his youth with those that mattered the most.
James felt suspicious of his new job but it paid him well, he ensured that he’d get double the original offer which not a lot of people willing to hire rogue trackers would do. This would ensure his future, the future of his children. He needed it, he wasn’t going to go back home and make basic chunk of change that couldn’t feed his family for shit. James had always worked hard for what he has, it’s taken him quite a lot of time to fully purchase that house they owned together. Everything inside of it, the renovations and all. He chuckles to himself, Y/N would without a doubt want to have the exterior repainted next summer.
He bumps into a man but receives no apology, not that it was a custom to do so here. In this area, people in the harbour seemed generally quite rude. He could see the ship on the other side, the feeling of dread started to come back. The warm love his memory of is daughter had brought him just a moment ago had vanished, he adjusted the strap of his bag. Just a few weeks and he was done.
He was startled by the sound of a baby crying, he could hear it coming from behind him. Who would bring a baby onto a tracking mission?
‘‘James…’‘
The wailing got louder.
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