Days turned to nights, weeks into months and years into a millennia. But that wasn't the case with these three. It has only been two days since blazing through the jungle.

Tulio grunts in irritation as his insanity was losing it over of this godforsaken map. In front of him stood Miguel, Observing his surroundings and eyes back to the map, thinking. Altivo was ahead of them both, standing on the edge of a tall cliff, observing the beauty of the island.

"Hey, Miguel!" He shouts as he walks up behind him, "Are we getting close to it yet?"

Miguel snaps out of his thinking and speedily turns to Tulio "This is it tulio! We're almost there!" He exclaimed.
Rolling the map up and tucks it into his red shirt. Altivo returns to them from the cliff. He points up the path "Just along this path and we've found it!"

Tulios expression didn't change one bit, he didn't feel excited or rather relieved that Miguel said they were arriving at their destination.

"Miguel..." he places both hands on his shoulders, "Are you certain this time..?" He said concerned. Before Miguel could answer Tulio lifted his hands up in and the air and shouted at him "Because, What about the OTHER times that you said them exact words!!". Throwing his arms back down, hands gripping.

"But Tulio, we're - "

"No buts Miguel! I've had enough!" He turns to a near bolder. "There is NO Gold, and there is NO El Herdado!" dropping himself on the bolder, breathing out exhaustion and frustration.

Miguel felt pity for Tulio, he understood why he was acting like this. All those misleading paths was his doing. It was because of him Tulio got bitten by river piranha, and not to mention pulling the leeches of his back. He dropped his head down, saddening that their adventure is ending just that like. He brings the map back out from his shirt giving it his last look before placing both hands at the top.

But this adventure is not ending here.

Before about to rip it in half. Miguel looks back at the last spot on the map looking to be some sort of statue. He then starts visioning the statue to be made of gold and was imagining him and Tulio running off with bags filled with the gold they found. That sparked his heart for the adventure that will make history. He looked up at the path, giving a thoughtful adventurous smirk.

"Oh Tulio?" He calls, turning towards Tulio.

"What is it THIS time, Miguel?" Putting more frustration on the word 'this'.

Miguel sat on a bolder next to his, keeping that same smirk his face. Knowing that his planning couldn't possibly fail... maybe.
"What would you do with the gold, Tulio?" He asked. Tulio lifted a finger and opened his mouth to reply, but was stopped by Miguel lifting an arm over his shoulder. "Just think of all the possibilities we can do with all that gold!? We could buy a country, Have our own a mansion! instead of living in that place we call home." He minded of that place they own the home was just a small square stone structure with one room. They have been living in that place since they were young adults. Stuck deep below with nothing, having only but minds of trying to find ways to make them coin. Now is the time to put his plan into action. He closest himself toward Tulios ear, "Think about all the woman..." he said in a persuasive tone.

Tulio frozed, "Come again?". Miguel chuckled, knowing that would get his attention.

"You heard me, tiger" Miguel nudged before standing up in front of him. "You're strolling through the mansion" he mimes with his hand. "Then you hear knocking from the door made from pure gold. You open it and are introduced by three lovely ladies, yes?"

"And... your point?.." he asks.

"It doesn't stop there my friend. You invite them in and you strip off into you're new golden pool", Miguel mimes more. "The day starts to finish, and they decide to spend the night there, you'll be in bed with one of them, or... perhaps all three?" he smirked after finishing.

Tulio imagined it all through, saliva drooping from his mouth. Especially the bed part. "Oh yes, I can see tha- Woah wait!? What are you playing at Miguel?", Giving a serious expression.

Miguel laughed. "Oh Tulio, you still have a lot to learn..." he shakes his head. "What I'm saying is, women LOVE rich men." Miguel lays his back on a tree, hands behind his head. "So the sooner we get the gold, the sooner you can bask with ALL the women you want, that is... if you want that to happen?"

Tulio leaned his hand on his chin, putting in some thoughtful thinking. What choices do they have? "You know what?" He stares at Miguel, giving a confident grin. He hops onto Altivo "Let's get rich!".

"That‘s the spirit!" Miguel compliments, as he hops on behind.

"Where we heading?", Tulio asks.

"We should be there if we follow this path", he points at the said path.

With a kick they headed towards their trail. They could feel the breeze of their adventure, they could just taste that gold, they could just...

"WOAH!" They both screamed.

Arrive at a cliff...

"So," Tulio turned, "nice city we got here..." he said sarcastically.

Before Miguel could reply the floor started to crack under their feet. The cliff broke, bringing them along with it. They screamed as they fall too what could be certain death.

But what they didn't know is that a certain white figure was watching close by.

Author's Note

It feels good having finally done a chapter after so long.

Enjoy the chapter! (Sorry if you feel if this was a boring chapter) also I haven't spell checked or anything, so gives me a heads up if you spot something.

Who is that white figure? Find out in the next chapter!