Playing Unfair

This is a creepypasta.

Now, this creepypasta is unlike others. This one. This one has 3 things different about it. 1), it includes information you don't know, 2), it's more of a story. A creepypasta with chapters? Interesting. 3), it's real.

Now that you know this, you may proceed...

If you dare.

Chapter One
It was a hot July morning. Amy wiped her face free of the sweat she'd been producing and went to Jamaa Township. Circling the area, looking for good traders, her eyes landed on a wolf.

Before you go thinking this wolf was black and red with blood all over, it was not. It was just an ordinary wolf, standing right in the crowd, saying, "Trade me."

It sent Amy's rare arctic wolf a friend request. She declined. It sent her a game request. She declined. It sent her a trade request. She looked at it.

How could somebody so non-member, so unrare, have that many headdresses? She was, of course, about to click the accept button, when the non-member's trade disappeared. No message popped up saying either one of them had declined or couldn't trade. When she tried to search up the animal's correct username, she was sure it was, nothing came up.

Okay. That was weird, she told herself. She continued playing, declining everyone's trades, enjoying herself. They were all worse than what she had. Then what she'd worked so hard for.

A light pink headdress, a magenta hat, and the ability to make her animal bloody.

Chapter 2
This was easily obtainable. But the reason being she did it was not to scare the other Jammers or get first prize in fashion shows. No. She wanted to be in a creepypasta herself, and she thought perhaps if she sat in Jamaa, her wolf black and covered in realisitc blood saying "Come play with me" everyone would screenshot her and her username!

The problem with this was that she couldn't do that too many times without being banned, or for too long. It may be by the Jammers first that reported her, or AJ might somehow know. Because you're not allowed to get the item "Blood". You're especially not allowed to wear it.

But that is exactly what she did.

You may be wondering, if it's so simple to get, why doesn't everyone have it? Well, her friend was a skilled hacker. Together, they made a glitched bow and arrows that killed Jammers. It didn't give them the blood, however, but instead if the killer walked on them they'd get blood and the body would disappear.

But it must be in Mt. Shiveer. That way the splots of blood can be tracked exactly the whereabouts. But if you're wearing the item in Mt. Shiveer.

So, you might be wondering, did Amy's friend trade it to her? No, my friend, you can't trade this special item. You can only obtain it, for only you deserve it. But Amy wanted it too after hearing about her friend's miracle. So they traded the bow and arrows which, since nobody knew about and she didn't want anyone to know about, would be totally useless on trade.

That may have been the only reason that she did it if it weren't the second creation of Amy's. The first is a whole different story. But yes.

You may not know it, but it's the truth.

So how, exactly, did Amy get it then?

The way everyone else could.

She killed a Jammer.

Chapter 3
She wasn't trying to aim for that specific Jammer. But the arrow landed right in his chest. She also didn't expect his corpse to disappear so soon. She'd wished she'd taken a video of herself shooting it! Although if she posted it, she'd get in big trouble. Not only with her parents but also with her viewers and her friend.

They thought she was a little perfect pants, always doing the right thing. But Amy wanted to be bad. One day, she decided to go somewhat farther. To push the limit.

She decided to kill an Alpha.

She'd heard of Greely's experiments before. Surely he'd kill her if she took one threatening step towards him, and besides, what business did she have killing him? He's a special type. He not only kills for good, but also for bad. What was the point in removing him from Earth, especially if she might die? It was risky, unsafe, and basically stupid, to sum it up.

She put a large x over Greely's name and moved down. Next along her list she had Liza. With trembling paws, she thought over this. She was a panda. Possibly weak, but strong for her, and bigger.

She crossed her off the list. Next down the line she found Cosmo. Cosmo. Hmm... what fate could she give him? Yes, she decided, that was perfect. Marvelous! She'd found a victim.

Her eyes wide open with excitement, she logged onto Animal Jam the very minute she found out she had the power. She had a bow. She called her friend. "Ash, can we please get me another knife?"

"Why?"

Silence for a moment. Then she said, "I want to test something."

"Killing something? That's extremely dangerous, Amy. I don't want you to take it too far. Some people have been driven mad for that, y'know."

"I know."

"Alright, fine. You plan the layout and I'll be coming over in about five-"

"And some gear, too?"

"You get what you draw. A limit of 3 items, please, since you already have a very powerful set of bow and arrows. Oh, that's another thing. It may be weaker, since I'm rushing. I don't have much time, only an hour, until I have to return to my house."

"That's fine."

Amy ended the call triumphantly. She was glad her friend, Ash, had agreed to help her. Her offer had worked out! She felt like dancing, but she resisted and started her sketch. She filled up all the slots on the page and then put a checkmark next to the three she thought would help the most but be the lightest and easiest to carry.

That was a big part, too.

It needed to be easy for her, the lazy bum that got Ash to make items for her and give her tricks and tips and ideas.

Amy grabbed the weapons and escorted Ash just to the front door. Without a glance back, she looked at the codes on them and entered them into Animal Jam. It didn't work?!? Out of spite, she ripped off the codes and showed Ash once she'd successfully gotten into a Facetime call.

"Why did you take them off?"

Waving them in front of her face, Amy said angrily, "They don't work!"

"Oh, no!" Ash said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" Amy got paler and paler still.

"I mean that's on purpose. I designed and modeled them. Now have fun using those."

"Oh, I will." She grinned menacingly and ended the call. Now more intrigued and confident than ever, she stormed back into her room, took a seat at the computer once again, and teleported to her den. She was plotting a smart plan.

But what she wanted was not included on Animal Jam.

She did not notice the garden practically growing on her wall. Reaching farther and farther still, the spiders were coming nearer. Their webs stretched and stretched. She turned around and-

She got what she wanted.

Although it was slightly different. She'd wanted to be in a creepypasta. Little did she know she was on someone's else kill list.

Her own...