Never mess with an orangutan

Never Mess With An Orangutan

Heera

"Illegally hunting these stupid monkeys, or apes, or whatever they are, can't be that hard, it's the smuggling I have to worry about. Like, what are they going to do? Shoot me and leave me lying in the wilderness?" Joseph Woods thought, as he took a bus down to the Bornean rainforest, in Asia. Once he got there, he wandered far into the forest so no one could see what he was about to do. He took out his hunting rifle, and was about to grab and put on his ghillie suit, but there was just one problem. Not just the suit was gone, but the whole entire bag was missing.

"Where did I leave it? Maybe I left it on the bus... No, I couldn't have. I swear it was with me a minute ago! I put it down for a second to get my rifle!" Joseph thought, as he looked around as if he was an owl at night.

"OOOHOOH!" Joseph heard, and looked up straight away. What he saw, was an orangutan on a branch, holding his bag.

"Hey! You! Up There! Give me my darn back pack back! Don't make me come over there! The ape just laughed at him. Joseph read somewhere that orangutans are one of the smartest animals alive, he thought of this as fake. He didn't know much else about them. Joseph picked up a stone, and chucked it straight at the orangutans head. He made the worst mistake of his life. Hundreds of orangutans came into view, coming from bushes, jumping down from other trees, swinging from vine to vine on the beautiful and giant trees. What happened next wasn't so beautiful. They were all carrying a whole bunch of stones, and were chucking them at Joseph.

Joseph ran for his life, and sprinted out of the territory.

"How smart are they?" Joseph muttered aloud once they stopped chucking rocks. "It's like they knew I was going to attack them... that's probably why they took my bag... DON'T MAKE ME USE MY RIFLE!" he yelled. Another rock hit him in the head when he said that. "I hope they don't know I have a pistol in that bag." he thought.

An orangutan hopped out of a bush with his bag, and left it on the ground 2 meters away from joseph, and then ran away. He opened his bag and his stuff was still in there. Well, Most of it. All his clothes were in there, but of course, his food, and pistol were gone. "The monkeys couldn't have, they don't even know what a gun is! So they couldn't know how to work it could they?" the thought gave Joseph an idea. He was going to have to prove to the orangutans that humans are more dangerous. Joseph aimed his hunting rifle at the nearest orangutan, and fired.

The bullet pierced right through the orangutans orange fur. All the other orangutans used their cheek pads to produce long battle cries, and started throwing more stones down and Joseph. This time they threw them harder, a lot harder. The first time they threw rocks was to make him leave the territory, but now it was to hurt him... maybe even to kill him. It looked like it was raining rocks to Joseph. He tried to yell for help, or at least say anything at all, but no words came out. Joseph got one big rock chucked at his knee, which sent him hurling through the air. He landed on his right arm, and felt an outrageous burst of pain at the elbow. The orangutans stopped throwing the rocks, and one single orangutan jumped down from a tree and landed 5 feet away from Joseph. It had something in its hand. A pistol. The ape raised its enormously long arm, held the pistol to Joseph's face, and pulled the trigger, killing him instantly.

The orangutans went back into the bushes, higher up into the trees, leaving Josephs corpse, lying in the wilderness.