Through the Amazons (Open to AFs)

They were airdropped into the middle of the jungle, somewhere around the border between Peru and Bolivia, also somewhat close to Brazil. Adam and Cameron were the first to leap. They pulled the string on their parachutes and slowly floated down, both of them silent the entire way down. They couldn't see if the others had jumped out, so they didn't bother looking up. Once they touched down on one of the larger treetops, they began the slow climb down. It was a little easier for Adam since he had been climbing trees since he was younger. There was a large branch on the way down and they decided to stop and rest there to wait for the rest of their group.

"Well, that certainly was a climb," Adam said, breathing slightly heavily. "And we're not even close to the ground." Despite the hot humid air Adam was in bright spirits. At least this mission wouldn't be anything violent. At least he hoped it wouldn't be.

Cameron was as grim as ever. His red eyes were silently glowering with an undying rage. It was a side effect of his gift. The red eyed boy merely rolled his eyes at Adam's comment. Adam was about to say something else when he heard a ruffle as more people came clambering down the trees. Finally, the rest of the group had caught up. "Nice of you to show up." Cameron mumbled, still loud enough to be heard.

The slight ruffle of leaves was Harley stepping out of her one of her dimensions. "Well some of us would rather not jump out of airplanes." She said with her head tilted up slightly in a bit of a rude manner. "Anyway, what are we doing here again?" She said crossing her arms slightly. Standing on a thick branch, and leaning against the trunk of a tree. She didn't want to fall, but she certainly didn't want to sit down at the moment. This was one of her first missions in a while. She hadn't been out in the field in such a long time. The most she had been doing was creating small torture rooms with her dimensions for others to use so no one would escape.

Peter had to jump out of the plane. He had never done it before and protested furiously until he was shoved out by someone behind him. The whole way down felt like a nightmare, his hands death-gripping the straps of the parachute pack on his back while his legs seems to flap in the air that rushed against him at crazy speeds as he fell towards the earth. He couldn't tell if he was screaming or not the whole way down and thankfully he remembered to pull the parachute at just the right moment. In the moment that the chute opened and snapped Peter to a slower pace, he could finally hear himself almost crying while his body ached from how tense he was the whole time he was falling.

It was only when he landed among the trees did he finally take a moment to catch his breath and prevent himself from hyperventilating. His eyes were wide as his feet touched down on a huge branch that protruded from the massive tree that his parachute had conveniently gotten tangled into. At first, he thought he should try to retrieve his chute, but ultimately decided against it. Trying to untangle that mass was going to be too much work and they had a job to do, but as he looked around, he couldn't see anyone else. Had he gone too far? "Hello?" he called out as he unstrapped himself from the parachute.