Hack Attack

Prologue
Fman122 looked around the scarcely lit cave. The faces of his comrades met him. Hackers, and scammers, long forgotten evil that had been locked away for too long.

"My fellow comrades, we have been banished, cast away, not able to do the things we love!"

The mob shouted it's approval. RecycledBeards shot Fman a smile and did a thumbs up.

"But now," He continued. "Now things have changed. They have let their guard down, thinking us to be a thing of the past. This is our chance to rise up again, and take control!" Fman leapt down from the tall rock he was standing on. "Come, follow me to victory!" He shouted.

The mob began to follow him as he padded out of the cave. RecycledBeards and WretchedJungle caught up with him through the thick of the crowd.

"Can you believe it?" WretchedJungle said. "Finally, we get to return to Jamaa and terrorize the public. I never thought this day would come."

RecycledBeards looked worried. "We didn't invite the Lost Jammer. What if he finds out? He will want revenge."

Fman looked at her. "One thing at a time, old friend. We've got some hacking to do.

Magenta Fyre
Sunny, a magenta tiger, looked out of the window of her den at the chaos below.

Animals were tearing each other to shreds. The lucky had swords they had either hacked or had before the Invasion, or the Hack Attack as the plebs liked to call it. Others fought with tooth and claw. Blood flew everywhere, and bodies sat in piles. In the center of the fray was a sack of gems.

Sunny shook her head. What had happened to Jamaa Township? Once a place for trading and shopping, the Hack Attack had turned it into a bloodbath. Once Fman and his team had taken over Jamaa, they had made it so that no jammer could obtain gems or diamonds. Prices had shot down. Almost every shop in Jamaa had shut down, except for a lucky few. Jammers questioned the point of this, until the first bag of gems had arrived in Jamaa Township and Fman's sinister plot had unfolded.

Jammers needed gems to survive. Without them, they were as good as dead. And if the only gems appeared in Jamaa Township three times a day, then of course there would be bloodshed. Fman knew that if there was no conflict, then there might be a rebellion. Keeping Jammers fighting for what they needed kept them in line.

Sunny spotted a ravonous eagle flying at her window. She pulled out her bow, and loaded one of her signature arrows into it. She had hacked half of her arrows to light the target on fire. She shot the arrow and heard a screech as it found it's target. She smiled.

"''They don't call me Magenta Fyre for nothing." ''She thought.

She remembered the day of the Hack Attack as good as any other hacker. Fman had gathered them and promised a better future, one where they could see the light of day and bathe in their riches. But once they had helped him take control, he had thrown them out on the streets. Sunny had tried to fight back, but she had been stopped by RecycledBeards. Since then, she had been working on her hacking skills, training for a final conflict. She had earned small fame, and the name Magenta Fyre. But she was still powerless against Fman.

Sunny looked down at the sack of gems. At least a thousand were in there. That could buy her dinner for a week.

"Here goes." She thought.

She began to type into her watch. Pixels began to surround the gems. Slowly, they floated up towards her window. Holding out her paw, Sunny caught them.

Outrage exploded from beneath her. Sunny slammed her shutters shut right as an outraged falcon flew at her. She heard a thump.

''"Oh well." ''Sunny thought.

TO BE CONTINUED...