Deep inside the forests of Africa lives a man that no one knows about nor cares about, he has his living in a very natural way, he hunt his food, recollect some seeds and spend the time watching nearby everything, especially the Nature's magic. This is his story and at the time is a memento of what some people might want to do but won't because humanity has grown as the twisted tree between the pines in a desert.
He was born not so long in a little town somewhere in Africa. He grow up 6 and his mother died because having his brother. His father, hunter, died trying to hunt a deer which couldn't catch and he was bite by a bug no one knew and died when our man had 8. He made his living helping the people in the tribe and at the end of his 15 birthday he was a fine hunter and knew all about his village. From here is when i start formally.
One day he was travelling with some people out of the woods into the plain and now commercialiced known Africa and had the opportunity of watching one of the most spectacular events that happens each day in those places. There was this gold painted cheetah that merely was hungry and need for it and it's "family", for calling it somehow. He was taught that when animals hunts another is a natural course to let them be and to know that someday he was going to be their prey and he shall had a decent life and go into the next to pass the balance between generations into the nature's world. So, it's ok that any animal hunts you and kills you if you don't let them, but mostly people don't get the idea so they usually want revenge against the natural order because people don't get it, and because nowadays human haven't evolved to the point of letting pass normal things without having an explanation.
The rotten luck for the animal whose prey was successful was the same reason it recieved a shot in it's head. Our man scaried and made a sound into the grass which was heard by the expedition leader and wanted to know what was hiding; for luck of them, they know the geography of the place and could run easily.
Back in the village the chief asked what was happening to him which answered that he couldn't imagine that the unkown man could do such atrocious things with tears filling his eyes.
Next day he parted without telling anyone in the village because he didn't want to make anybody else to run danger but him.
He planned revenge in the natural balance name and made himself with the chief's knive to accomplish that. In his way he took a fallen branch to hold balance in now his knive to be used as an spear and with it he hunted for food and for humans.
With his new training he learned climbing trees, hiding and copying some animal sounds until he turned 22.
That was his first human prey and found 3 people cutting a tree with a weird electrical thing that made the sound of the tree screaming in major words, before he could wait and pray for the tree and cry for it he took his spear and stab from the tree one man, the other 2 put out their guns and began shooting into nothingness. Our man killed another and hid behind their car, using his position he cut the ankle of the last men and from above he stabbed again. He finally got his mission accomplished and somehow he felt happy. He did the proper burials and continue his live.
Within the next 4 years he learnt to make basic traps, only against humans, and had killed at least 12 people, he knew where to find them and how to kill them in the most silent way possible.
Until one day that this man appeared in the woods with no apparent reason and our man began following him in the trees and in the shadows. There was no reason for him to be here, there was no interesting flowers nor important animals in that region. He continue a long while for most than an hour and the man followed murmured somthing, instantly he took his gun and shot here our man was supposed to be, he knew that he was the prey now.
It was question of his live or death, so even against his will he would have to kill him. From the trees he saw and from there he attacked and stabbed once very slightly in the arm. The hunter turn around and shot in the trees.
He walked away some steps and suddenly stopped. Our man went out and attacked again, but he didn't reach his objective and a net stopped him, he couldn't move more than an arm.
The man used a knive and cut the rope which made fall our man struggling because he was cheated and didn't want to die.
The hunter said somthing which stunt our man. He took his gun and in the same instant he took the spear and thrusted it with all his left strnght and crossed the hunter's body at the time he just let the trigger...