Bob had his scroll out, swiping through it in frustration, trying to use the map function to find the spot he was supposed to lead the team to. Joey leaned over to him, peering at the futuristic golden phone in his buddy's hand.
"What you got there, Bob? Some awesome futuristic phone?"
"No…" Bob raised it over his head and threw it onto the ground, where it sank into the mud. "It's a stupid piece of plastic that doesn't work."
"Soo, we lost?" Blake murmured
"No, we're not lost." Bob replied, trying his luck at an upbeat voice.
Behind him, he could hear Yang whisper "We're totally lost."
The forrest was a pain to navigate before, and venturing through its clustered trees during daylight was a feat impressive to the toughest and most seasoned hunters and huntresses, but surviving the night was unheard of.
This was because of the beast that roamed the jungle at night, when all was silent and cold, this monster could sneak out of its wretched cave deep in the heart of jungle, and kill any in its path. Only stories can describe this abomination: Blood red eyes that stare into your soul, flaming like the pits of it's home, Hell. Indestructible ink black fur coated his grotesque form, and sword like teeth and spear like claws armed it. But its main and most deadly attack, was the scorching orange flames of death that licked his body, never leaving, framing the monster in fire. And the only way you'd see in coming in the cover of the night, was his long howl. A long howl that spelt out "death" to any and everyone.
The sun have fallen, and in it's place was the shining moon, beaming coldly down to the freezing cluster of trees below that our heroes found themselves trekking in.
There was not a bead of sweat that could be found on any one of them, only sharp translucent icicles that clung to their snow coated and stiff clothing.
Weiss should have been in her element, and she would be, if not for the chilling tale of this beast i mentioned before.
"Eh, guys? Shouldn't we be heading back by now?"
Joey spun around, the ice that had latched itself onto his beard waggling madly
"Yeah…yeah, right after we…we um…get to the plane."
"Get to the plane what do you mean…oh my god….you lost the plane?!"
Bob and Joey were now facing a group of furious teens.
"What? No," Bob chuckled meekly "We just have some, uh…yeah we lost it."
A blast of anger shot out from RWBY ( not to mention a very cold Jeff )
In a desperate attempt to calm them, the two guard friends suggested to try camping out under a big tree - a suggestion that sparked even more angry shouts and complaints.
"A tree?! Are you crazy?!" Weiss screeched
"What's wrong with you two?!" Blake grunted
"Faggots" Yang said
"Oh no…" Ruby moaned
But then suddenly the haunting calling card of the monster was heard.
"What was that?" Ruby's grey anime eyes widened.
Bob shouldered his gun. "That. Is the Monster Of The Emerald Forrest."
The rest of Ruby's team shivered.
They whirled to the guards, suddenly white as paper ( I'm not being racist. )
"Hide under a tree?!" Yang shook " That sounds like a great idea! I'm excited to be a part of it!"
"Good," muttered Joey "Then let's go find a tree, preferably far away from whatever is howling."
They sped away from the monster as fast as the thorns, branches, and roots of the suffocating area would allow.
But the howling sounded louder each step they took, the sense of terror and utter evil following them.
The constant howling seemed to be all around them, boxing them into a certain area of the forrest…
A shadow had fallen over them, shrouding them in darkness.