A young man's voice broke through the silence that had been implemented well before this little trip ever began. It was painfully obvious that the man was ill prepared for such an undertaking as he was clad in all black and was missing one key piece of gear when one treks through a rain forest; a hat. The others in the group stopped and looked at him before they turned their collective attentions to the man who was leading this expedition. Wearing a white shirt with khaki shorts, Michael A. Coffer turned his head to look at the poor soul who was panting, devoid of water as he had foolishly drank his entire canten ten minutes into the trip.
"Now I will have you know, sir, that according to my credible source, this is the only place where the treasure I seek is at. For another thing, you are not to call me, Michael, only my dearest of friends can call me by that name, and you sir are far from a friend. You are but hired help and you will address me as Mr. Coffer, am I made clear?"
His voice had a Southern drawl to it, the kind that could send chills down the base of a lesser man's spine; but was unassuming enough no one would think twice of his motives. Michael for all intents and purposes was a 'business man' but in the real world, when he was by himself, he was cold and very much calculating in all he did. He had been born into money only to lose the majority of it on one bad bet; a bet he now wished he had never taken. Now Michael Coffer found himself using what was left of his fortune to travel here into the rain forest, looking for a 'treasure' that an old friend of the family told him he would find.
"Yes, Mr. Coffer, I am sorry." The young man replied, showing just how timid he truly was; Michael could only smirk as he turned his attention back towards the direction he was previously looking at. What these poor souls did not know was that Michael had no intentions of splitting the wealth with his hired help, why split it between five other people, when he could just be rid of them all and take it all for himself.
You see accidents happened around Michael... bad accidents; the kind that left men and women dead. And he was very good at keeping his hands clean of such affairs.
"Mr. Coffer, how much longer will we be out here? Steven is going to need water soon."
Michael did not turn his head, opting instead to continue his trek, ignoring the question that was asked of him by the only female in their group; she was the 'bleeding-heart' varity and the type that Michael saw very little use for. "Give him your own water if you truly care for his well being, Miss." He finally answered, once more keeping it on a formal level; no need to become attached to them and to learn trival details such as their names.
They'd all be dead soon enough anyways.
And off in the distance, further into the rain forest, a young woman was watching all this transpire from atop a tree, her head tilting to the side; as if examining them all. She moved one hand towards them, as a bird flew away from her side.. and below them, a snake began to slither towards the uninvited guests as well.
This woman showed no emotion on her face as her eyes blinked only once before she started to climb down the tree; these six invaders would be dealt with just like all the ones who came before them. Her bare feet touched the ground before she kelt down into a crouch, slinking behind the tree, placing her hand on it. They would be near her soon enough and one by one; they'd be taken care of.
The bird screeched off in the distance and the girl looked up as the scream of Steven soon followed suit. The snake had done it's job. One down... five to go. She was this forest's guardian and she'd protect it from the invaders, and what they were looking for; they would never find.
But what she did not know was... she was the treasure Michael seeked out and just like any shrewed business man would; he always got what he wanted...
always...
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