He lifted his nose and sniffed the air. The pungent aroma of the rainforest surrounded him. It seemed different to him. He didn't know where he had come from. He just assumed he had grown up in the jungle. He never really understood that he was the only one of his kind there. In fact, the idea that he had ever been anything even remotely like him could exist. That is, until that day.
The forest was restless that day. He could smell it in the air. He could hear it in the birds squawked. He could see it in the fish. He could even taste it in his morning fruit. Something had changed during the night.
He sniffed the air again. 'Oooh-oohwaah. Graah-ooh. Aoohw. Ooo-whaah.' (Something smells wrong. I should check this out). He headed upwind to see what was wrong.
"What are we patrolling for? We have those Interpol agents."
"What the boss says, goes. And frankly, I'd rather be doing this then base duty." The soldier lifted his rifle to his shoulder and aimed into the tree. Birds scattered through the air and a small body dropped to the ground. The soldier walked over and picked up the small creature. "You know, we could make a fortune in furs."
The other soldier laughed. "I don't think the boss would like you wasting ammo like this."
"So? Tell him a leopard charged us or something."
The other soldier heard the growl before he could respond. It was a growing growl that seemed to surround them.
"What'd you do? Kill the baby?"
"I... I don't know!"
A tree shook behind them and the soldiers fired into the air. Birds flew into the air, as another tree shook closer to them. They fired their guns again. Shrill cries pierced the air between shots. Trees shook all around them, but they could do nothing. Massive arms grabbed one of the soldiers and pulled him into the trees. The other soldier fired wildly into the air. A massive green arm knocked the gun from his hand. A horrifying beast fell down to him. It's massive jaws clamped on his head, silencing him.
"Ooh-aah whaaoooo oohowaah hoowhaaooow graahaah." (What strange beast is this, none of these have ever appeared here before). He examined the contraption that the soldiers had used to make loud noises. He had never seen anything like it before.
"Owaah ooah-whoa aahawah hooah grakaww." (I'll find where these monsters came from and rid my home of them).
"Tell me lieutenant, did you honestly think you could get into my base without my knowing?"
The soldier laughed. "You can't blame me for trying, Rolento."
Rolento frowned. "Don't play games with me. I know Interpol scum like you. Don't you have enough problems with Shadaloo creeping up to prevent me from realizing my utopia?"
The soldier scowled. "You mean dictatorship."
"People are happiest when they don't have to worry. People don't worry when they trust their leader."
"People don't make choices when they fear their leader."
Rolento gripped his stick tightly, but soon let it go. "It doesn't matter. We'll bargain you away for some of our soldiers that were caught, or we'll just kill you." He turned his back and began to walk out. "Either way, there's nothing you can do."
He walked out the room with an air of confidence before another of his soldiers approached him. "Sir, we have a situation."
He snapped back at the soldier. "What is it?"
"Two of our patrols have disappeared, they aren't responding over the radio. We have lost contact with all the patrols we sent out."
Rolento frowned. "That's odd. Any idea what's causing it?"
"No, there isn't anything in the jungle that could take out all of our soldiers like that."
Rolento bowed his head. "Nothing that we know of right now. Maybe there is more out there then we originally anticipated. Or perhaps Interpol has set up snipers. Set our soldiers on alert. No one is to leave the base. We'll make whatever is out there come to us."
He looked at the structure from the trees. It was a small structure, almost completely under the treetops. He hadn't seen anything like it before. It was a large structure.
"Aoohw waah-ooh graah-waah. Ooh-aahahh graawahh?" (This wasn't here the last time I was here. What strange thing is this?") He approached the structure with caution.
It wasn't like any cave he had seen. He couldn't see any entrance into the structure. It was a strange color, one he hadn't seen before. It was a bleak, boring color. It didn't blend in with the trees at all. There weren't any of those other creatures in sight. He grew satisfied that the structure wasn't dangerous. He dropped to the jungle floor and approached the structure. He put his hand on the wall. It was a rough surface. There was no way he could find to enter. He moved his hand along the wall, eventually finding a line along the wall. The line outlined a small rectangle. He could hear echoes when he touched the door. He clinched his arm into a fist and slammed it against the rectangle. The punch dented the rectangle, but it still stood. He could hear sounds coming from inside. He repeatedly slammed his fist into the rectangle. Eventually, the object fell.
Several of the creatures were inside. One of them yelled in something he couldn't understand. "What the hell is that thing?"
Another one yelled back. "Who cares? Just shoot it."
He recognized the things they held, and dove out of the way to avoid the shots. He picked up the heavy steel door and hurled it at the soldiers. He flung himself behind the door as it crashed into the soldiers. An alarm blared in the base as red lights blinked on and off. He searched around franticly, but couldn't find what was causing the noise. He charged through the building, but couldn't escape the noise. Several more of the creatures tried to attack him, but he managed to dodge them before he could be hit. He lost track of where he was. Every area looked the same, making it impossible for him to navigate. He began to punch every door he saw. Some led to closets and some to offices. No where that he could escape. He slammed his shoulder into another door as he ran down the hall. There was a creature sitting down when he entered.
The creature stood up and looked him over. "What the hell?"
He looked at the creature before he ran out. More soldiers jumped in front of him. He rammed them over. After about an hour of running through the base, he finally found the exit. He ran through and back into the jungle.
"Ooohwahwah graahkawwkaww grah-ahh?" (What sort of beasts were those?) He wondered it for many days after. The creatures were covered with fur like monkeys, but were larger, and stood upright. He couldn't help but notice a vague similarity to them. Perhaps it wasn't a coincidence that nothing else looked like him. Perhaps he had some connection to the creatures.
The forest was restless that day. He could smell it in the air. He could hear it in the birds squawked. He could see it in the fish. He could even taste it in his morning fruit. Something had changed during the night.
He sniffed the air again. 'Oooh-oohwaah. Graah-ooh. Aoohw. Ooo-whaah.' (Something smells wrong. I should check this out). He headed upwind to see what was wrong.
"What are we patrolling for? We have those Interpol agents."
"What the boss says, goes. And frankly, I'd rather be doing this then base duty." The soldier lifted his rifle to his shoulder and aimed into the tree. Birds scattered through the air and a small body dropped to the ground. The soldier walked over and picked up the small creature. "You know, we could make a fortune in furs."
The other soldier laughed. "I don't think the boss would like you wasting ammo like this."
"So? Tell him a leopard charged us or something."
The other soldier heard the growl before he could respond. It was a growing growl that seemed to surround them.
"What'd you do? Kill the baby?"
"I... I don't know!"
A tree shook behind them and the soldiers fired into the air. Birds flew into the air, as another tree shook closer to them. They fired their guns again. Shrill cries pierced the air between shots. Trees shook all around them, but they could do nothing. Massive arms grabbed one of the soldiers and pulled him into the trees. The other soldier fired wildly into the air. A massive green arm knocked the gun from his hand. A horrifying beast fell down to him. It's massive jaws clamped on his head, silencing him.
"Ooh-aah whaaoooo oohowaah hoowhaaooow graahaah." (What strange beast is this, none of these have ever appeared here before). He examined the contraption that the soldiers had used to make loud noises. He had never seen anything like it before.
"Owaah ooah-whoa aahawah hooah grakaww." (I'll find where these monsters came from and rid my home of them).
"Tell me lieutenant, did you honestly think you could get into my base without my knowing?"
The soldier laughed. "You can't blame me for trying, Rolento."
Rolento frowned. "Don't play games with me. I know Interpol scum like you. Don't you have enough problems with Shadaloo creeping up to prevent me from realizing my utopia?"
The soldier scowled. "You mean dictatorship."
"People are happiest when they don't have to worry. People don't worry when they trust their leader."
"People don't make choices when they fear their leader."
Rolento gripped his stick tightly, but soon let it go. "It doesn't matter. We'll bargain you away for some of our soldiers that were caught, or we'll just kill you." He turned his back and began to walk out. "Either way, there's nothing you can do."
He walked out the room with an air of confidence before another of his soldiers approached him. "Sir, we have a situation."
He snapped back at the soldier. "What is it?"
"Two of our patrols have disappeared, they aren't responding over the radio. We have lost contact with all the patrols we sent out."
Rolento frowned. "That's odd. Any idea what's causing it?"
"No, there isn't anything in the jungle that could take out all of our soldiers like that."
Rolento bowed his head. "Nothing that we know of right now. Maybe there is more out there then we originally anticipated. Or perhaps Interpol has set up snipers. Set our soldiers on alert. No one is to leave the base. We'll make whatever is out there come to us."
He looked at the structure from the trees. It was a small structure, almost completely under the treetops. He hadn't seen anything like it before. It was a large structure.
"Aoohw waah-ooh graah-waah. Ooh-aahahh graawahh?" (This wasn't here the last time I was here. What strange thing is this?") He approached the structure with caution.
It wasn't like any cave he had seen. He couldn't see any entrance into the structure. It was a strange color, one he hadn't seen before. It was a bleak, boring color. It didn't blend in with the trees at all. There weren't any of those other creatures in sight. He grew satisfied that the structure wasn't dangerous. He dropped to the jungle floor and approached the structure. He put his hand on the wall. It was a rough surface. There was no way he could find to enter. He moved his hand along the wall, eventually finding a line along the wall. The line outlined a small rectangle. He could hear echoes when he touched the door. He clinched his arm into a fist and slammed it against the rectangle. The punch dented the rectangle, but it still stood. He could hear sounds coming from inside. He repeatedly slammed his fist into the rectangle. Eventually, the object fell.
Several of the creatures were inside. One of them yelled in something he couldn't understand. "What the hell is that thing?"
Another one yelled back. "Who cares? Just shoot it."
He recognized the things they held, and dove out of the way to avoid the shots. He picked up the heavy steel door and hurled it at the soldiers. He flung himself behind the door as it crashed into the soldiers. An alarm blared in the base as red lights blinked on and off. He searched around franticly, but couldn't find what was causing the noise. He charged through the building, but couldn't escape the noise. Several more of the creatures tried to attack him, but he managed to dodge them before he could be hit. He lost track of where he was. Every area looked the same, making it impossible for him to navigate. He began to punch every door he saw. Some led to closets and some to offices. No where that he could escape. He slammed his shoulder into another door as he ran down the hall. There was a creature sitting down when he entered.
The creature stood up and looked him over. "What the hell?"
He looked at the creature before he ran out. More soldiers jumped in front of him. He rammed them over. After about an hour of running through the base, he finally found the exit. He ran through and back into the jungle.
"Ooohwahwah graahkawwkaww grah-ahh?" (What sort of beasts were those?) He wondered it for many days after. The creatures were covered with fur like monkeys, but were larger, and stood upright. He couldn't help but notice a vague similarity to them. Perhaps it wasn't a coincidence that nothing else looked like him. Perhaps he had some connection to the creatures.