User:Littlescholastican LittleLucky Jamaa

The Diamond Spike

Twinkling in the moonlight, was a large, diamond dome. It was located in the center of Jamaa. Surely, every jammer had went to bed, except for Lucky Spiritclaws. She, in the other paw, was very much awake. She was drawing on her sketch pad, and drawing the glistening moon for inspiration. "This," she said with a start. "This is the most beautiful inspiration anyone could have ever imagined." she said dreamily, looking at the great, gigantic silver ball in front of her. The moon was an astonishing sight at night, the white stars sparkling like tiny bits of shimmering things. And when she would get tired of staring up, she would draw the diamond dome, a few feet away from her. Lucky drew everything she saw perfectly. Her beginning strokes were perfectly paw-drawn. And her passion of coloring, it blended so well when she would mix two or more colors. Suddenly, a bang on her door interrupted her relaxing moment. Her heart jumped with shock, and stared behind her. A shadow was walking near her slowly! Before Lucky could escape, a black figure jumped out of nowhere and cornered Lucky to a side of her room! Poor Lucky was forced to move her body in an uncomfortable position. "Who... who are you?!" Lucky hissed, staring at the black figure. "Who am I?" the figure chuckled, taking out a round, circular object around his paw. "Stop messing around! Or I will contact 911, AJHQ!" Lucky warned the figure in a voice like steel. Although deep inside, she was really frightened and scared. The figure just chuckled. "This, in my paw, is something very precious. Something very precious that anyone would die for." the figure said. Lucky heard his deep, and frightening voice. Knowing the figure was a male. "First, where did you come from?!" Lucky snapped, angrily. "You shouldn't be trespassing my den like this!" "Oh, you shouldn't have locked it, eh?" the figure replied, waving the shining, circular object in front of Lucky. "Wear this, and you shall become to the greatest artist of all." the figure said in a calm, deep voice. He pushed the object to Lucky's paw. "No! All you want is to make me look dumbfounded!" the girl spat. "Wear it, or.. DIE." the figure replied, his calm voice turning to a great deep and scary voice. Lucky, in the other paw, was scared. She was determined to escape, but hearing the word 'die' in the figure's sentence made her decide to wear the object. "What is it called?" she asked, curiously."A spike... a special one." the figure replied, pointing to the object. "Wear it, and you shall be famous like Aparri. Wear it, and you shall become the rarest. Wear it, and anything you have ever wished would come true." the figure replied with a smirk on his face. Lucky wore it, and suddenly, she began to cough blood. "Foolish! You really felt for that, hey?" the figure asked, finally stepping out of the dim room." "You... you..." Lucky glared at him, angrily, still coughing blood. "I will steal everything you have now, little girl." the figure said, who had finally revealed himself. He was a black jammer with creepy eyes. The pupils were tiny beads, and the rest of his eye were white. He had a red scar on his jaws, and blood came pouring out of his evil, creepy mouth. Lucky was choking with the spike on her neck, and soon after, spoke her final words. "Do this to everyone else, but they will be determined enough to stop you!" Lucky hissed at the figure, before dying with a pool of blood.