Lying on her knitted hammock in her jungle cabin alone, Anne thought about the promise she made to her grandmother.

“I’ve got to find the ring.” she said.

Her grandmother, a strong and passionate woman, made her promise that she would never leave the jungle until she found her most precious possession.  It was a ring that was bestowed upon her by the emperor of India. All generations of people in the village came to watch the ceremony in thanks for restoring the emperor’s crown. A man stole the precious jewel, but was sent to jail soon after. Nobody knows the mysterious man’s identity. He has the power to penetrate fear into anyone he targets. At her grandmother’s celebration party, the pugnacious man broke out and killed everyone in his path with their fears. He found her grandmother and used her fear of snakes to steal her ring.

“Till the day you find this ring, you shall be cursed! And I doubt you will ever find it!” he screamed.

“What have you done to me?” grandmother questioned.

Without answering her question, the mysterious man rushed out of the party and ran towards the jungle. That was the last time she ever saw the man. The man cursed blindness upon her so she even if she found the ring, there would be no chance of her actually seeing the quite exquisite piece of jewelry. The only person she knew could save her was her granddaughter, Anne.

“Anne you must promise me you will find the ring!” pleaded grandmother.

“I promise.” replied Anne.

“Promise to stay in this jungle until you find the ring Anne. I leave all my trust with you.” stated grandmother.

For six years now, 18 year old Anne, a now beautiful and fearless girl, has been stuck in unknown territory in the jungle and has come across the mysterious man on many accounts now. Anne is afraid to get the ring back because every time that she gets near the man, poisonous and deadly spiders rise from the ground. She knows that he is aware of who she is and who her grandmother is. However, he knows what damage and destruction Anne is capable of doing as she was taught many things by her now deceased assassin parents.

“Why don’t you work with me instead? This is so childish.” the man villainously stated.

“Why?”  Anne asked.

“Anne we could rule the world. We could conquer together.” he stated.

“I will never. You’ve blinded my grandmother. You will pay.” Anne said.

Ever since the altercation, Anne was preparing her plan and plotting revenge on the man.

It was a trap of poison ivy and other poisonous plants that he will step into. This man has been here for centuries and legends have said he will give back what he has stolen if you irritate the man with poisonous substances and plants and kill him. A trap was left overnight. Calmly sleeping in the midst of the night, Anne is awakened by a noise, loud and alluring. She knew who it had to be. Leaping towards the edge of the cabin, she slung down the vines of her jungle cabin to see where it was coming from. Realizing that the man is trapped and that her plan worked successfully, Anne notices the ring on his pinky. As Anne creeps upon him, the mysterious man tries to act strong but cannot hide the pain that he is encountering.  He is slowly dying, his pain comes to a pause and he speaks.

“You will never get this ring,” he exclaimed. “You’ve wasted your time!”

Raising his arm as fast and high as he could, he threw the sacred ring with all of his might. It dazzled and shimmered all the way through the depths of a cave. Anne runs in the cave and the beautiful jewel attached to the ring catches her eye. She runs to it but comes to a halt. The ring, a beautiful  piece of jewelry for the fingers, fell on the dirty floors of the cave. The spiders crept and crawled on anything and everything including the ring. This is her one and only chance to get the ring. Thoughts of her grandmother then run through her mind. She thinks of all the things that her grandmother has done for her. She then believes in herself and comes to her senses. She grabs the ring and runs out of the jungle. Out of the corner of her eye, she catches a glimpse of a corpse body decaying.  Anne proudly finds her grandmother to tell her the news. Anne was the hero that finally restored the ring to her grandmother.

“You’ve found it my granddaughter. I knew I could believe in you.” she said with her icy, blue eyes wide.

“Well I promised I would find it right?” Anne giggled.

As much to Anne’s dismay, the man unknowingly still exists gaining more strength as the sun sets every night. He will be back and hopefully Anne will be ready with her cured grandmother itching for revenge.


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