[b]Tarkus & Jaclyn[/b] 

In unison, the two student's watches beeped, alerting them to the close proximity of their assigned cache. In fact, from their current location they could roughly see it in the distance through the thick forest canopy. A large hill stood tall in the middle of the woods devoid of the thick brush that surrounded it on all sides. Covered in a thick layer of lush grass, only a single willow sat onto the top. The relatively tall tree was rather simply, devoid of the normal complex twisting branches of its kind. It still seemed pretty healthy though, sprouting plumes of leafage to soak up the sun. Upon the tip of its trunk a shining a silver orb sat. One would assume this metallic man made device was the cache. The duo would note that, as they approached the hill off in the distance, the plant life around them began to dwindle... bushes lay dead and a very strange odor permeated the air. Once proud oaks appeared to be completely and utterly barren with their branches curved in wicked shapes. The closer the pair would get to the hill with their goal, the more of these rotting trees would appear until finally they formed a blockade. The hill may have been without any heavier plant life, but surrounding it was a wall of medium height, dead tree husks with their branches intertwined by brambles and vines. 

As was tradition among Beacon, no sooner than the freshly formed pair arrived and cracking sound permeated the air. A cracking sound started by one of the trees whom sat further back on the trail. A hooked branch came swinging in from the rear, aiming to loop itself around Jaclyn's leg and drag the girl to its sinister source, whilst Tarkus would find a similar fate from below. Two roots sprung from the damp soil below to grab onto his ankles and hold him in place while the beast whom the roots belonged readied to strike; a terrifying looking tree trunk with a set of glowering crimson eyes and branches that started to whip around wildly. 

Similar sights began to spring up all around them. Vampire Trees, and a good number of them. At least seven individuals had started to come to life with intentions to squeeze the teens dry of every drop of blood they had. It was gonna be a long day.