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aLife can be such a horror, I must say.

We were banished from Jamaa, forced to enter the dangerous outskirts. The "outside" of Jamaa was dark, and there was no sunlight. These buildings were wacky-shaped and I didn't know what they were or what they intended to be. The plants were withered, the clouds were as black as the night- everything was a disaster.

You may wonder who we are. We're sand cats, the animal that was coming to Jamaa. Well, we were SUPPOSED to enter Jamaa. Not many jammers knew that we existed, but we did. We left the deserts and decided to go to a new place. A she-cat named Sahara led us on the journey. She would've been the sand cat "alpha." Unlike the rest of us, she had red eyes. That was until Mira exiled us right when we came...

Us sand cats are smaller than the average wild cat. Some would mistake us for being kittens. We have small ears, short fur, short muzzles, few stripes... Our design was different than others. Sand cats had sandy fur, orange-gray stripes, green or yellow eyes and a pale underbelly and muzzle. We were a tad bit cuter than the other cats. Due to our looks, jammers began to get excited until we arrived. When we got there, everyone was swarming us- except for the cats.

They looked jealous in a way. They pushed us around, picked us up in their large jaws, smacked us with their big paws. They bullied us. Soon, we began to fight back. Sahara wasn't pleased with what was going on. She gathered us all up in Appondale, which was the closest to a desert, Sahara says. She announced that a war between the others would be held. We may have been smaller, but we were larger in population. The majority of the sand cats were hiding, not bothering to step out. I was one of the main fighters.

We began plotting an attack. Sahara instructed us to walk behind the main buildings in Jamaa Township. Besides, we were small, and we could slip into small spaces. We climbed onto the shops and peeked over them, watching the cats. When one came near, a few of us would pounce. We hurt them in any way possible, usually leaving tons of marks on their face if they got away. I almost finished off a small cheetah, but he scrambled away.

A few days later, when we would attack, other animals would fight us. Some sand cats died, because most animals were bigger than us. Some were picked up and dropped by birds, crushed by rhinos and elephants, kicked by horses, kangaroos and giraffes... We had to flee. We returned to Appondale and mostly recovered. Sahara left to see the alphas when they called her in for a chat.

Sahara was in serious trouble, as well as the other sand cats, like me. The alphas commanded us to leave. We refused, but they forced us out with their power. We had to move away, because animals would run at us and force us farther into the outskirts. It wasn't like Jamaa.

It was fithy, and the air was smoggy. Weird structures sloped to the sides or stood up, wires coming out of some cracks in them. Some of the kittens got tangled in the wires and eventually suffocated or died because blood circulation was cut off. Their heads would rot off if the wires were tangled around their throats. The skin would began to rot, exposing the skull and soon, the brain. Blood would drip out of the wounds. Soon, the heads slid off and hit the ground, slowly decaying.

I was terrified. We began to grow hungry. There was no food. Our bones began to poke out, our bodies eating away the fat and muscle on us. We were in pain. Holes and scars began to form on our sides, legs and faces. A sickness began to spread. We began coughing, sneezing, wheezing. Some seemed to have problems with their "insides."

I entered one of the buildings. It was pretty dark in there. Luckily, I had brought a lantern that I stole from Jamaa Township. Right as I looked up, I slipped on something. Something tangled around my neck and legs. I wildly thrashed until something growled, the noise echoing. I was lifted up by a strange force, my legs dangling. I looked down to see that wires were tangled around my body and neck, holding me up.

I'm still up here... I'm getting pretty hungry now. It's been a few days. I don't know how I survived this long. I thought I would die shortly because of how small I am. Well, all I have to do is wait to die...

WIRES

(Art by me.)


July 5th, 2015...

I can't believe I'm still up here. How long has it been...? I honestly don't know. I've seen a few other sand cats come in. They're rotting like me. I'm beginning to see my skin and flesh peel away on my sides, revealing my ribs. My fur is soaked in my blood... These weird flies won't stop buzzing around me. I smell like a dead corpse- but I'm alive! It really hurts... Why haven't I died yet? Was I supposed to live? Please... Anyone.... My yowls aren't heard by anyone who can help. I still hear these faint growls in the distance. Maybe I'm going insane in the head... I don't know! Please... Somebody please help us... We need help! Somebody, please clip the wires off me. One of them is tangling around my leg... My blood circulation cut off. My limb's turning purple now. It really hurts...

Please... Is anyone there...? Can anyone hear us? Anyone...?

Is God listening? Did he forget...?

Anyone...?


July 19th, 2015...

Some of the cats are acting weird. They keep doing things that they probably wouldn't do... I at least got out of the wires. What disturbs me is that there's wires in some of their heads, sometimes going through their ears. The other sand cats are acting strange. They seem to be hostile, lashing out at others at random times. My friend was killed by a sand cat with no eyes that had wires stuck in its head, the rest tangling around its body. I'm getting scared. I had to eat a dead body... It tasted gruesome. The stench was horrid. But it's for survival... The spots aren't aching as much, since they've been throbbing for a while.

To all you sand cats, I am sorry this happened...

I am sorry Sahara.

July 27th, 2015...

Why am I still ALIVE!? Why am I not dead!? I think I'm skin and bones now. I can see the bones in my legs as the flesh is falling off. I feel like a skeleton that walks. My ribs are poking out, along with other bones. It seriously hurts... I'm being eaten alive by my own body. My insides feel like they're being ripped apart. At least I'm not bleeding anymore... I just look... terrible. I forgot my name...

Oh, my name is Desertflint. Desertflint... Yeah, that's the name I was given.

There aren't many sand cats anymore... I'd say about twenty-three are here, along with me... These wires are getting to my head- literally! One of them is going through my ear. It hurts my head and my mind rings a lot. It still hurts... I'm very, very hungry right now.

There's nothing to eat. We can't even eat one another. Something is disabling us from attacking others. This makes NO SENSE!

Why did we have to fade away like THIS!?

August 27th, 2015...

I am alive... I am alive.. I am alive... And I am still here... I can't feel myself anymore. I've become something- great- no! I mean... I'm terrible. My head throbs... the wires... in my head. I can't... thhhh... thiiiiiiinnnkkkk any-more.... Ears... ring...

Ugh! I can't eeeven speak rrrrright. How long has it beeeeennnn--nnn....? I'm sure it's been a day.... or twooooo...

Plleeeaaasseeee heeeellpp.... dddoon't... I mean pleassse do!

Ghhhhh.... I can't sssppeeeeeeeaaakkkkk.... Hhelp...

September 2, 2015...

GAAAHHHHHHHH... I CCCAAN'T BREAATHEEEE.... Contrrrroool yourself!

Nooo.. no... no... Can't.... dddieeee.....

GAH! I can't tttake it anymooore... I seriously caaaaan't.... L-Let me go...

If nooobody will, I'll do it myself...

I can finally speak clearly. I'm sorry for everyone. Mom, dad, brother... FORGIVE ME.

I neeeeed to go.... Goodbye, this must be the end of my story. A broken case, yes?

I've had my twists and turns, ups and downs... I'm sorry. It's time to not be afraid of the weapon within and rid of myself... IT'S OVER FOR ME... I can't take it.

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