"Step aside and I won't hurt you girl, I just want the scroll behind you."

A small tan skin girl with white hair stood on a white concrete plate form that had five steps in front of her. The man and her were surrounded by the thick green forest. They stood in a small circular clearing, raining rather hard that they could barely see what was in front of them. Behind her was a small pillar that held a large scroll, tears were brimming at the edge of her eyes.

"Please just leave, I don't want you to get hurt." Her soft voice spoke at the man. The man laughed at her comment.

A girl? As weak as her hurt him? Impossible. "What will a weak girl do to a man like me to get hurt?"

Multiple large vines slowly creeped up to the man's feet's. They wrapped around his feet, slowly going up his legs. Getting tighter by the second as it wrapped around him. She sniffed and shook her head.

"No not me, the forest." She spoke as a tear ran down her right cheek. The vines have covered the man from head to toe, squeezing him tightly. The man struggled as his painful screams echoed through the forest. No one heard his screams, he was stuck, he was going to die any second now by the vines pressure.

The girl sniffles as the screams stopped. The vines slowly unwrapped from the now bloody, mangled body, slowly retracting back into the deep, dark forest.

"I'm sorry, I really am sorry." She smile sadly at the bloody, mangled corpse that laid in front of her. If you look closely, you could see behind the large scroll and white concrete platform something in the muddy ground. There laid many small piles of bloody, mangled corpse, some old and some fresh.

"I'm so weak..."