Sitting in a corner, Commander wondered what he was going to do. He knew phantoms were bad. Heck, he hated phantoms!
But, he really enjoyed living. That was pretty cool. Sure, you know living's cool, you're living, but Commander wanted to stay that way.
So, a few years ago, he made a deal with the phantoms. He'll give them some jammers to take hostage, they'll give him power.
Why does Commander need power? Simple.
He needs to run Jamaa. His way. Peacefully. Without war and scamming, without bullying and fighting. Without worry, without care. Just happiness.
He'll get them back, they won't die. He'll make sure his friends are alright.
And he'll save Jamaa.
Even if he has to drag everyone in it along with him kicking and screaming.
Because they'll just have to accept it for a world of peace and happiness. It's just a price you pay.
Right?
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Hey! This is kinda a sendoff for when I go to CHESS NATIONALS!!! (trumpet fanfare) I dedicate this chapter to my friend fakejared101's late cat, Spiritual. May she forever rest in peace. Thank you for letting me cheer you up, fakejared101! I can't wait to talk again. Until then, Thirteene, out!
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Traitors and Roses- Animal Jam Story
General FictionEternal goes on an adventure anyone would call epic- meeting strange new people, friends, and enemies- watching everything she's built unravel right in front of her eyes.
