Last Stand

Green smog filled the hotizon. This beautiful land we created, it is being destroyed. All the other lands have been reduced to pollution. Only the Temple of Zios remains. I looked down at our small army of jammers. Young and old, rich and poor, they all fight for the last remaining bits of our beloved Jamaa. Their homes have been destroyed, their worlds turned upside-down, Their families torn apart, their very lives at stake. But they still fight.

They fight for their homes. They fight for their families. They fight for their lives. They fight for Jamaa.

In front of them stand the newly appointed Alphas. They stand strong, giving the Jammers courage and bravery. They give them hope. They give them strength. They give them hope for Jamaa, give them strength to fight for Jamaa. Ahead, the phantom army drew closer. I looked down at our army. Compared to the phantoms, we seemed small, weak. The phantoms may be numerous, but we were strong.

This mortal body could only last for so long. I wished so much that I could fight in my true, goldy form. But alas, it would be too much for our Jammers. Any living moral, even an Alpha, could not look upon my true form. It would be simply too much. Their mortal bodies would burn to a crisp.

I turned to look at my beloved Zios. His beautiful gold hawk feathers shimmered and glitstened. He too, was in mortal form. His gold and bronze mask had beautiful blue sappires for eyes, and intricate designs made from bronze, copper and gold. From the side, I could see that his face was scrunched up in concern. He turned toward me and simply nodded.

From atop the cliff we were perched on, I cried "Jamassians! Hear me!" All the Jammers, including the Alphas, turned toward me. I spread my great blue heron wings."Tonight, is our last stand. But we will not surrender! We will fight!" Cheering erupted from the crowd.

"We will fight for our families, our loved ones, our homes, those who have fallen, our lives! But most of all, we will fight for Jamaa!" Another round of cheering erupted from the crowd. I waited until the noise died down. "We will fight for the beautiful land Zios and I have given you. This is why we created you all. Because you are courageous, strong, brave, kind, loyal, and willing to your risk your lives for your home. Fight with me tonight, and we will defeat the phantoms once and for all!" Cheering erupted from the crowd.

"We will take back back what the phantoms have stolen from us! We will fight for our home, our friends! We won't let them defeat us! We won't let them win! We will take back the heartstones of the other animals, and take back our home! Who is with me!?" I cried, flapping my wings.

"I AM!" All the jammers yelled as one.

Zios spread his powerful golden wings. "FOR JAMAA!!" He cried.

"FOR JAMAA!!" Everyone repeated. They charged.

All the Jamassians charged toward the phantoms, with the Alphas in the lead. The phantoms rushed to meet them, spinning their lower tentacles to go faster. Some held spears, others held nothing. Behind the first five rows of phantoms, four lines of bulky phantoms followed. A few held maces. And behind another four rows of phantoms, were the five phantom kings. Behind that, covered with green smog, was the phantom fortress. Out of its mechanical mouth, glowing green phantom tar spilled out. Wherever it touched, the land was instantly polluted.

The line of phantoms met the Jamassians. The Jammers sliced their weapons through the first line of phantoms. Only one animal fell. The second line of phantoms was demolished almost as easily. Three more animals fell. The third line, however, was much harder. A dozen lightning bolts flew at the line of the animals. The entire line fell.

Suddenly, the Alphas burst out of the fray and landed on the line of bulky phantoms. Sir Gilbert slashed his claws through the phantoms, and they exploded into dust. Greely blasted blue flames from his paws. Peck twirled her paint brush in the air and pushed back the phantoms. Cosmo threw a few seeds at the ground, which instantly grew into huge chomper plants. Each one ate three phantoms at a time and disappeared into the ground. Graham had made some odd contraption that was shooting gold laser beams at the phantoms. Liza swung her staff and knocked three phantoms into the air, which landed so hard they disappeared into dust. In the distance, Tavie and a few other dolphins were keeping the phantoms from doing a sneak attack across the river.

By now, the whole place was chaos. The bulky phantoms were no longer in groups and were scattered across the battlefeild. Only a few animals had reached the phantoms kings, but her easily knocked down. I turned toward Zios. He nodded.

We spread our wings and lifted off into the sky. I flew across the battlefeild, looking for a place where the Jammers were losing. I found three animals cornered by several bulky phantoms. I tucked in my wings and dove down. At the last second, I unfurled my wings and stretched them out. A wave of blue energy erupted from my body. It blasted across the surrounding phantoms and turned them to dust. The three animals, two monkeys and a tiger, gave me a grateful look and bolted into the battlefeild.

I heard a wail echo through the batllefeild. A panda was leaning over a wolf that seemed to be dead. The phantoms started to close in, but the panda simply wailed in greif and ignored them. I felt a pang of guilt. I wanted to avoid this so desperately, but it was impossible to. I flew over to the panda and made a sweeping motion with my wing. The nearby phantoms exploded into dust.

I leaned down and wrapped my wings around her. "She's safe now. In Heaven." I whispered into her ear. It didn't seem like she heard me, but after a few minutes, she nodded. I kept my wings wrapped around her, letting peace and calm flow into her. I heard her sobbing stop, and she stood up. There was a new light in her eyes. She was ready to fight to the death for her friend. The panda picked up a fallen spear and charged into battle. "For Jamaa!" I heard her yell.