The Awakening

The Prophecy
A jammer born to find ice,

Cursed to stop or continue the fight,

Find the secrets of Jamaa,

Bring them back and save us all.

An opening in the heart resides,

Forced to pick from two sides.

A Hero Rises
Polo was marching through Sarepia, following the path to Jamaa Township along with his friend. "Believe me, it's a pain to live there!" The arctic wolf pup, looked around the forest, "I'm just gonna get some fish, bread and milk. Nothing else." The penguin responded, crushing any leaves he could put his talons on. After marching for a few minutes, they finally got to their destination. Polo was waddling towards the hidden shop, the pup following closely behind. He entered the building, and walked around the market. After putting the fish, bread and milk into his basket, he put the basket onto the counter. "35 gems, please." The lady on the counter told the animals, and they handed her the gems. After leaving they went back into Sarepia. Polo handed the pup the bottle of milk and sat on a tree stump.

"So, why exactly did you bring me here?" Polo asked, munching on a piece of the fish, "When I was going to the Training Camp, Liza told me to bring my best friend at 13:00. It's now 12:50." The pup explained, gazing at Polo's flippers. "Well, we better going, it took us a full 5 minutes to talk. Let's go!" Polo grabbed the pup by the paw and started waddling as fast as he could to the Training Camp. When they finally got there, many jammers were around a locked portal. They got a spot at the front, and waited for 2 minutes. After waiting, the portal finally opened and Liza came out. "Hello jammers, thank you for entering this competition!" The panda said outload, enough for everyone in the camp to hear. "You will be given a few tasks to complete, and the one who nails most of them nicely, gets promoted to a semi-alpha!". Polo's face lit up, the posibillity of becoming an alpha deighted him.

"Everyone who invited their friend, you can sit down and watch!" Half of the jammers went home, while the others stayed. Polo waved goodbye and began listening. The jammers were led into a room with lots of stuff,such as fighting gear and magic outfits. "First task, fighting." Sir Gilbert stood at the end of the room in pride, towering the other jammers. "You shall first pick a weapon you like the most, then begin training." The tiger smiled and watched the jammers running towards the gear. Polo tried to grab a weapon full of water, but a flamingo managed to get it before him. He managed to get a very spiky spear and a light shield. "Once you're done, move into a random room." The jammers began running towards the first box, while Polo waddled towards the third box. "After that, try hitting the tree in front of you." Polo relaxed, and then hit the tree as hard as he could- However, he blacked out, coldn't see anything for a few minutes. He woke up and looked at the tree, it's stump was very goopy, while the tree was gone. Everyone turned to the third box, while Polo looked at his flippers, slowly turning back to normal.

"What was that?" Sir Gilbert roared and looked around the boxes, then he saw the gooey tree. "Impossible.." The tiger smirked and investigated the tree.

WIP