" God damn it " James complained, cold and lost in a forest at night.

" I knew I should've charged my phone, I can't even fucking see! Where the hell have I gone now?! " He yelled, to no one in particular.

" Guess I better set up camp here and call it a night... maybe I can find some help in the morning. " He thought.

James set up a small fire place with some twigs and leaves. Now, he just needed to light it.

" Where's my lighter..." He wondered

James checked on every pocket he had, and looked in the depths of his travel bag, only to find it missing.

" You better be joking... " He miserably said.

After searching for an additional 5 minutes, just in case, he couldn't find what he was looking for.

" I left it at home... "

The frustration was powerful, as he realised he might die of hypothermia if he didn't make the fire. He never learned how to make fires, so he just started rubbing two pieces of stick against each other in hope of something. However, his inexperience caused him to fail at lighting anything.

" Damn you Mother Nature... for screwing me like this... Am I gonna die? " He thought out loud.

James was so distracted from his attempts at starting a fire, that he didn't notice a movement that should've caught his eye. However, moments later he heard a snap, nearby.

" What the fuck... " He muttered

" Who the hell was that?! Show yourself! " James exclaimed, to the now unknown possible threat.

His heartbeat started going faster, as his only defence weapon would be his hunting knife. If it was a Pok mon and not an animal, it would be useless. So he clenched the knife and hoped for the best.

" I s-suggest you leave me alone! I have a knife and I-I'm not afraid to use it! " He yelled, with a small amount of fear building up inside of him.

A few seconds of silence later, a pair of red, gloomy eyes shined in the darkness of the night, followed by a low growl.

" Oh shit... " He muttered.

James realised this was no animal, which scared him beyond all else. He realised this was a fight or flight moment. He thought of his options.

" Okay... Be a man and try to kill the thing, or be a wuss and make a run for it... " He muttered quietly, observing the enemy's every move.

After analysing his options, he chose to

" Fuck that! " He suddenly exclaimed.

James ran for his life, literally, and he could hear his killer running at full speed behind him. He knew he wouldn't outrun a wild Pok mon, so in the rush he thought of a plan. When far enough away from the creature, he jumped behind a fallen log, and stuck to it in hopes of losing him. His adrenaline was losing it's charm, and he was beginning to get tired, so if he was found, he would have to fight back.

" Please Jesus H. Christ I'm sorry for never believing in you god please god " he prayed, in his head.

After a few moments, paws could be heard in his direction.

" Oh fuck! God damnit please! " He thought.

The paw steps could be hear slowing down, but still approaching him. The wild beast was directly on top of him. ' I'm screwed! ' he almost whimpered in his head. Then suddenly, a small impact noise was heard.

"Did this asshole just fall asleep on top of me?!" James thought once more.

He spent two hours under that log. Two entire hours of begging for life with a slowed breath making no noise.

" That's it... I'm taking my chances... " he mumbled.

James slowly, very slowly made his way outside of the log. He looked around him, only to see that the mightyena that was hunting him down was not sleeping... It had a massive slash on it's belly, that must have killed it quite quickly.

" WHAT THE FU- " He screamed, but muted himself to not attract anything.

It was still pitch black outside, and he lost his bag trying to outrun the thing. So he had to rely on pure luck that eventually he would find something, anything that would help him out of this seemingly endless forest.

He then heard rustling of trees above him.

" Oh come on... Not again " He practically cried.

Assuming and hoping it was just wind, he carried on walking. Then he heard it again.

" Seriously what the hell... " He angrily complained.

His anger faded immediately when he heard another snap of a twig.

" Oh god... No... " He exclaimed desperately.

" What did I do to deserve this?! " He yelled

Just then, another pair of red eyes appeared in his view. Its was then, just then that he knew that he was going to die in this forest. He ran, for his life once more, hearing paw steps quickly approaching.

" This one's even faster than the last god damnit! " He said to himself, as he panted from running.

After several minutes of just running, with no change of distance whatsoever, he decided to just end it already.

In a quick motion he turned around, grabbed his hunting knife from his belt and prepared for the worst. Only to see there was nothing there.

" What the fuck... " He wondered.

He suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He screeched, turned around and without thinking he plunged the knife into whatever touched him. He then opened his eyes, as he heard human grunting sounds. It was an old man. A late night forest keeper that had heard his distress from afar.

" AHHH " He yelled, realising what he had done.

" Oh god! I'm so sorry! Jesus why did this all happen to me? What have I done to deserve this! " He practically yelled to himself. He found no phone on him, so he couldn't call an ambulance.

" HELLO?! IS ANYBODY NEARBY?! I NEED AN AMBULANCE! " He yelled, hoping to bring help.

After a few moments of just yelling for help, he gave up and realised there was no point. The man had already died, and he felt terrible for it. Just then, he once more heard paw steps before being slammed into the floor.

" Just end it you scumbag! G-go on! There is no point! " He said with tears in his eyes, having dropped his only weapon from the impact.

He closed his eyes and prepared for the worst, only to open them shortly after since he didn't notice any movements.

" Oh this couldn't possibly get worse... "

The mightyena suddenly started distorting its own body, slowly turning into a Zoroark.

" This just got so much worse! " he yelled, closing his eyes again.

The Zoroark looked at him curiously, before crawling on top of him. The beast put her front paw on his forehead, the other on his cheek to comfort him. It suddenly started focusing and James just braced himself, knowing he couldn't overpower the creature. Suddenly, the Zoroark stopped, and looked at him with a barely visible smile.

Meanwhile James, was almost pissing himself.