Thread: Paradise Falls... A getaway with a lurker in the jungle

Dox lounged under one of the giant ancient trees atop the small mountain that he had called home. Even at it's elevation, it never became cold and many a times he escaped to his little hideaway from the blistering heat of the lower island. Yes, he lived alone on an island that could only be called a tropical paradise by almost anyone who set eyes upon it yet he was not as alone as he used to be. After growing and maturing on the main island where his kind prospered he had elected to live a number of years alone to complete the training that all his people underwent in becoming adults and was given this island to do so. It had taken him two full days to make the swim to the island, but once he arrived he soon came to love his new home. The pure white sands of the beaches that lead to crystal clear water was like his previous home, but here he found small alcoves and little bays where he could fish and meditate with the rise and set of the sun in perfect harmony. Here there was plenty to eat, not only yielded from the sea but also from the wild chicken and boar that roamed about the whole of the small island which was no bigger than four miles across and five miles long. But his peace was recently disrupted by new comers which at first Dox observed with barely contained interest. They were of a fair contemplation with a few being of the darker tan his kind shared and and one being pitch black in color altogether but it was an encounter he couldn't miss. They oooh and ahhhed at this and that, finding only the bare tip of the beauty the island could afford, but soon they left only to return and crush any feeling of awe Dox had for them. The things they brought with them he was schooled in by the islanders who had traveled the world had seen, and soon were carving into his paradise with an abandoned that cared little for anything else. A single night they cut into his jungle and advanced half a mile of destruction before leaving for the night, and Dox laid into the equipment left behind with vengeance. In the morning they would find a truly disturbing site. The machines were shattered, and torn apart in such a way that they could never be fixed and atop the massive pile of ruined equipment Dox sat and waited patiently. A manling was screaming at him from their tiny boat, and a woman followed trying to calm him but Dox was not in the mood to be yelled at. From the pile under him, he selected a chunk of metal that was connected to the machine that dug big holes and yanked it up. It weighed as much as some of the larger trees he had trained with on the island and with a hefty turn and swing sent it sailing through the air. His aim was good, and with a titanic crash and bubbling holed their boat neatly and watched it sink. They stopped talking and just watched their only way off the island sink, leaving them with this 6'10 man that seemed to be little more than corded muscled packed tightly in a limber darkly tanned body. They spoke again quietly this time, explaining about deeds and owner ship where Dox pulled out a tiny wooden cylinder with the important paper in it. It was a deed written and signed by the King of Britain dated 1736 handing ownership of the island and all island chains over to the Islanders, and gave indisputable ownership to him and his people. Again there was silence, but the manling seemed hellbent on not leaving him in peace and at last Dox agreed to allow him to build a single house, at the end of their path, for a sum of money to allow people to stay. And his agreement came with a dire warning that if more destruction followed no one would leave the island, Dox received another little slip of paper to add to the deed that had a one followed by several zero's. Dox was not to be seen again as they built a house that he heard talk of being powered by the sun, and watched with the coming weeks as his island home was once again deserted. He wondered if anyone would live her knowing he was there, and doubted highly those people told anyone else of the person they had met who tore and flung construction equipment around like toys.