The Soulless Chronicles: The Testing Labs

Rated PG-13 for swearing and gore.

All names (Emmeline Altava, etc..) belong to Level-5, if you know what I'm talking about.

Animal Jam belongs to WildWorks Inc.

Did this happen, well, it might...

Some elements of this story were inspired by the Maximum Ride series, written by James Patterson.

Prolouge:
You always hear about the Alphas when Animal Jam is used in a conversation. It's quite clear when someone brings them up. "Hey, have you played the newest Alpha adventure?"

"Isn't Greely the Alpha cool?"

"Blah...blah...blah...alphas."

But, do you know what Alpha means? It means beginning in Latin. And sadly, the Alphas were  only there for the beginning...not the end. Animal Jam was destroyed, deleted. Now it's gone.

But what happened to all the jammers, the ones who played the game the day before disaster? With the spikes, and betas, and the ones who just joined. What did they do?

Abandon their accounts, of course.

But what happened to the animals, the items, and the rooms?

The game became a forgotten wasteland. The game began to run itself, and one day, a laboratory came up. Sprang up out of nowhere, where the Mira statue used to be in Jamaa Township. Lots of new animals, with hi-tech gear came and took poor, innocent, jammers away. I was a lucky few who didn't get sent to the bloodstained labs.

I was one of those, 'introverted jammers'. Few knew of my existence. I was lonely, but thinking back to this, I'm glad I never got sent there to be 'tested on', 'morphed into a mutant', or whatever else happened.

The Alphas, may I add, tried to fight. Some, like Liza, and Greely, the fan favorites, were tested on, and became lead scientists. They ignore any animal's feelings, and always have cold, stale looks on their faces. While writing on clipboards about results, or putting some DNA into a database, they ignore existence, their past, and jammers crying for help as they bleed to death, as if they were brainwashed.

What happened to everyone else? Well, I know Cosmo's still out there, firing up a rebellion. He was easily one of thw forgotten Alphas, and now, he's getting anyone with hope to stop the workers and the lab. Probably for fame.

Peck, Sir Gilbert, and Graham were killed in tests. Peck and Graham were mashed together to make a hybrid of some kind. It was a monstrosity, a living hell, and one day, some part they were stitched together with broke, and blood and organs were everywhere. It was so bad, that part of Jamaa was blocked off, and lab workers had to fix it.

Sir Gilbert was the first test subject for the "flying land animal". It didn't end any better, as he fell from the sky and he died, and his wings felll off. His body probably decomposed or something.

So, there's no color in Jamaa now. It's a dark, metropolis type of place, and Jamaa Township was expanded to become the whole area of the lab. Mt. Shiveer melted, the bridge in Coral Canyons broke (and there was no membership or spikes or anything, now that the greedy jammers were gone), and a tsunami hit Cyrstal Sands, so its a hellhole now.

The lab is called Enva. I'm pretty sure it stands for nothing. They do tests, brainwashing (according to my knowledge), murder, and so much more there. All for "science". But if this were science, it'd be less nightmare-worthy. I watched a few animals go in, and never come out.

But besides the point, my (three) best friends are escapees from Enva labs. I'll get to them later, maybe.

Our world was destroyed, rotten, gray, and dull. 'Science' was everywhere, blood too. Jammers were missing by the day, and no rebellions had happened since years ago. We needed new leaders, new Alphas...But there were some perfect canidates, just they needed to work together to save the world from despair and devistation first.

So here's the story of me, Emmeline Altava, and how the labs went down.