Lost and Forgotten

By MewtwoLucario.

This is my first attempt at writing a creepypasta-ish story, so sorry if it's not good!

Lost and Forgotten
He wasn't sure what he was doing. He didn't know why he even bothered. After all, it's not like he'd ever be able to change history.

It stood in its usual spot near the top of the slide in Mt. Shiveer. As usual, Jammers crowded around it or ran away screaming.

It's not like anyone would think he was normal. He had the same name as that accursed hacker. As far as anyone else knew, he was that accursed hacker.

"EVERYONE RUN!!!!!" "I GOT A PICTURE OF IT!!!"

One perk of being him, he always had a wide bubble of personal space. Wherever he went, his path would be empty as Jammers stormed out of the way, screaming how he'd hack their accounts. He made his way towards Mt. Shiveer for no particular reason.

It remained silent, like always. It just stood there and watched the game it could've once been a part of.

Mt. Shiveer was full. What? When did that ever happen?

They screamed and ran and took screenshots of it. It just stood there, silently observing.

Was Bepper on? Or gellyjones? Did Julian2 come back?

It just stared at the Jammers. They could feel its eyes watching them, even though it didn't actually have eyes.

Finally. It took about eight tries, but he finally got into Mt. Shiveer. Now he'd be able to see why it had been so full.

A new Jammer trekked over the bridge from Sarepia. He seemed... unlike the others.

He noticed that everyone was gathered around the top of the slide. Well, almost everyone. Several were running away with "AAAAAHHHHHHH" written in their chat bubbles.

He was heading this way. It noticed several Jammers clear out of his way as he approached.

Like always, they ran off as he walked to the top of the slide. He finally saw what they had been gathered around. It was a pitch-black Wolf with no eyes and a blank nametag.

He was a Wolf with tiny eyes and dark black fur. Almost as black as its own.

He walked up to it and sat down. Much to his surprise, it sat down as well. Everyone else was gone.

A Jammer had never gotten this close to it before. He was different.

"Are you the Forgotten?" "......Yes......" "......And you are the Lost Jammer......"

"Yes." "......We are more alike than it may seem......"

"Indeed. One of us must be found; the other, remembered." "......And yet, we are both feared......" "I never meant any harm."

"......Nor did I......" And it disappeared.

"?" "Well, farewell, I suppose." And he became transparent.