The legends of life...

I've never, ever written a fanfiction before, so here goes...

The goop carresed Jamaa. Blocking hope. Blocking happiness. The sickly sweet aroma chocked the animals. They had trust that they would be saved. Trust that there'd be a tomorrow. But trust is always too strong...

Children flocked into the bustling school building. Mr. Sackwood waited outside, to be interviewed for his job. He was 17 minutes early.

17 minuets early...

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock

17 minuets left...

17 minuets left...

Tick. Tock. Tick.

Liza ran, ran and ran. Looking for the temple. Looking for Greely. Looking for hope.

Sackwood walked in slowly to the buildin. It was modern and clean, and looked like a set of offices. The reluctant man walked into the office to sign himself in. His mother had told him to imagine the interviewers naked, so it wasn't as stressful. But then he remembered what happened last time. He didn't want to lose it, his reputation, his happines, his blue leather briefcase and its content...

The room was bare. The panda alpha looked round. No one. No one. No one. The Jamaasians mustn't know the truth. The truth about that book...

Mr. Sackwood had 13 minutes left...

Tick. Tock. Tic...

13 minuets left.

Waiting.

If only he hadn't...

This is all I can be bothered to write now, I'll probably add to it later.