Citizens of Jamaa...

She leaned forward to turn off the radio. She reached out for the pistol. The pistol felt hot in her paws.. She was going to shoot.

"Sorry, mi amor." She mumbled the words under her soft lips.

He stared long.

"Gloria." He whispered.

Blood spilled across the neat living room. The silk table cloth was stained.

Gone
"Dad?" a curious seal wearing a baseball hat leans forward towards his dad.

"Yes?" his father was a gray seal wearing a black fedora and a tuxedo. "Why are you dressed like that?" the young seal asked.

"Ok. Take care of your older sister alright?" his mother interrupted. His mother was a white fuzzy seal who had a white pillbox hat on.

The young seal scowled. But bid his goodbyes.

Casino
"I don't like the sound of this." Eve stared at her husband.

"Promise. This WILL bring peace to Jamaa." He stared at her smiling, he reached out his paw while his other paw was on the wheel. "I promise this one, mi amor.". She hesitated, and mumbled a few adult words. "I trust you on this one, Lua." Lua is what she called her husband. Short for Luan, his real name. She placed her paw delicately ontop of his.

"Here we are." He stepped out of the car and opened the door for her.

They both sighed at the sight of the large casino. There were glowing signs everywhere. The noisy honking of cars continued in a rhythm. The rain began to pitter and patter.

"Lua, I don't feel so good about this." She stared hard with her blue eyes. "We'll die. They'll catch us." She stared at him hard. "They're spies too."

"What are they, the gestapo?" He clutched her paw tight in his. "Trust me on this one."

"Lua. We might not see our children anymore." She told him, "One wrong move and we're both eliminated."

Luan stared at the casino. He clutched her paw tight and moved towards the casino.

Casino
"Look at that ADORABLE couple!!" a young coyote gushed nearby her boyfriend. "Adorable." He let out a fake tone.

Jazz was played and laughs were mostly exchanged. And a few frustrated grunts from few jammers.

"...Lua, you're here to bet again aren't you..?" she stared.

"Of course not, mi amor." He explained. "Now help me with the posters."

Eve walked around and stuffed posters near some jammer's seats.

The young coyote stared at Eve throwing some posters. She smiled and tightened her pink bow.

"We've got them here." she spoke to her boyfriend.

Betrayal
"Eve. Careful with that gun okay?" he leaned forward to turn on the radio.

She leaned forward to turn off the radio. She reached out for the pistol. The pistol felt hot in her paws.. She was going to shoot.

"Sorry, mi amor." She mumbled the words under her soft lips.

He stared long.

"Gloria." He whispered.

Blood spilled across the neat living room. The silk table cloth was stained.

Posters
Citizens of Jamaa. There will be blood splattered on your doorsteps tonight.

I want you all to remember that you are jammers. You are not anybody else. You have a world where Zios made. You must revolt to anything that is wrong. Yesterday is filled with the burdens that many have to face. Today, you can change the future.

Signed, The Couple in Red.

Gloria
"Good job, Eve." The young coyote complimented her.

"Thanks." She pointed the shotgun at the coyote. "Piyo, I'm sorry. This is my mistake."

"Eve. I know you love your husband." She stared hard at the shotgun.

"But just know.." She stared right into Eve's eyes.

"Gloria."

Eve frantically shot her 2 times. Blood gushed everywhere, and the pretty pink dress was drowned in red. She screamed loudly while shooting. She filled the shotgun again and began to shoot the whole room.

Piyo stared at Eve, still alive, "Your husband did well. Please. Do not quit." Piyo gasped out, "He's talented. I'm sorry I had to put you through this."

Eve rushed to Piyo and began to do first aid. "Y-you TOLD ME TO KILL HIM!?" She screamed. "You WANTED HIM DEAD?"

Piyo's eyes rolled behind her head when Eve began to beat her up. "Boss said so-"

Eve began to stomp on her head. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT! YOU FUCKING LIKED HIM AS A LEADER, AND YOU WANTED HIM DEAD?" She began to tear up, "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" "YOU FUCKING TOLD THAT SON OF A BITCH BOSS TO KILL HIM DIDN'T YOU?" "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, PIYO!" "HE WAS OUR FUCKING CHANCE AT FREEDOM!"

She calmed down and stared at Piyo's corpse.

"Because of you, a mother will come back home to children, who will never know anything about their lovely father." "Because of you, there will never be a society who will thrive."

Gloria
Eve stumbled around, her dress tainted in blood. She went out to find her husband. She wrote something before shooting herself in the chest 3 times.

She wrote in messy handwriting:

Gloria, mi amor en el cielo.

Signed, The Couple in Red.