#friendly reminder that f/a!Jam is a goddamn spy and i will put her job to use

[just-jammin]

Muddled Neutrality

Word Count: 1246

Summary: The delivery of a single letter might give way to someone’s sanity loss, apparently.

(Or: The author is still a dumbass weirdo because they want an excuse for her persona to know whatever the fuck is happening in the side of treason. Hooray, I guess. /s)

To the Angst Side:

Greetings!

I do have some new important (I think) info to report to you guys. It’s about what I like to call the Neutral Factions. Yes, I am calling them that, unless you have a better name for them.

It turns out that there has been another Neutral Faction other than Team Switzerland (is it even called that anymore?). The group’s quite small, seemingly new to the war. When I first saw them, they were talking about how they’re going to… commit war crimes, I suppose?

To be honest here, I think that they have no idea what they’re talking about. I mean, war crimes? Really??? War crimes are pretty much bad as all hell! Unless they mean, like, disrupting the flow of the war/battle and mess everything up so that they can win, so it depends on how they describe war crimes, really.

Ah, shit, I might’ve rambled on paper…

Anyway, that’s all I can report to you for now! If you want me to do something about the War Criminals (again, I am calling them that for now), just hit me up with a letter!

Ok, byeeeee!!!

— Jam

>> —^— <<

As Jam zoomed across the setting sky, she started thoroughly proofreading the letter that she wrote a while ago. It was quite a journey now when they traveled to the Angst Side Headquarters (or whatever they called the usual meetup place, she doesn’t know), since the pond where she settled was located a bit deeper into the woods.

They noticed some muffled laughter from below the trees. When she looked down, three people could be barely seen walking around the forest, seemingly laughing and talking to each other.

Ah, shite, she unfortunately realized. They’re wanderers…

Shaking off the thought that they have to confront those War Criminals someday, she folded up the letter and sped up to finally arrive at the Angst Side’s place. They landed in the driveway, soon marching her way towards the mailbox.

Then she felt a quick, strong breeze about halfway there.

That left her in confusion, so she turned around. She saw a small bluish blur in the sky, with… brown bits in the sky?

A few moments passed by as the blur became smaller, then…

Wait, was that Ave?

To be fair, she hasn’t seen any of the other Angst members (other than Adri) since she left. But for some reason, the thought felt… strange. Suspicious, even. Maybe it’s just a gut feeling, but who knows? Gut feelings are usually right, after all.

Wait, most of the members have a blue color palette.

…

Oh well.

So she slammed the letter into the mailbox and took off towards the trees.

>> —^— <<

Jam kept an eye on Ave from below the canopy, trailing behind them if she was following them on the same level (like a dumbass).

Then she heard the twang of a string nearby, and an angry yelp from her comrade. As she’s losing track of them, she got hit by… is it a rock or a pebble?

She wasn’t expecting more after that…

…except there was much, much more.

“Hoooooly shit, what the he— aCK FUCK!”

She was hit by a barrage of weapons and ammunition, be it stones, bullets, fire, arrows, just anything that can be thrown towards a person.

Jam wasn’t even able to look up while desperately dodging… whatever this is. Her speed increased as she zigzagged across the trees, hoping to dodge and get out of this chaotic shoot-out.

Thankfully, she did, and she looked up to see that Ave wasn’t doing so well either, being a clear target of all of this.

Man, she thought to herself, I sure hope that this isn’t a regular thing from now on.

>> —^— <<

Finally, Jam noticed that Ave was starting to slow down.

What’s weird was that her comrade was nearing a building in what was known as Team Switzerland territory.

Huh? Why would they go ther—

They crashed head-first into one of the windows.

WHAT THE SHIT?!?!?

Bewildered by the… sudden decision they made, she stared with wide eyes at least for more than a few moments. Then she remembered what she’s here for, so she took a look inside and quickly got in to hide behind a counter.

And then, when she thought the coast was clear, she got her pen and paper out, took a peek, and listened carefully.

>> —^— <<

A few minutes of conversation between Ave and Rowan, the goat person, was just enough to reveal her comrade is actually a traitor.

That’s great info! But not so great to take in.

Jam, now clutching her black pen tightly, is seething with rage. Not the one where you lose control and release it almost immediately, but the one where you can push it down inside yourself. It’s more powerful, yet easier to control. At least, according to her.

She wants to calm down, so she started looking around, at things other than the main conversation happening in the room.

The room all of them were in was slightly disorganized, but still clean enough for whatever this room is used for. Judging by the large vats of glowing liquid and scattered vials of varying emptiness or fullness, it’s most likely used for scientific purposes.

She put her focus back on the main action.

“So, what’s the plan? Are we going to destroy Fluff?”

Huh, so their goals haven’t changed. Interesting… right, back to the convo.

“You see, my aim is to unite both sides… under me, of course.”

Hold on… what? Shit, I need a minute—

Shifting her focus onto the vials on the counter she’s hiding in, she read the label on one of them. It’s labeled… ‘Bobcat’?

That’s… strange.

Jam read the label on another vial.

And another.

‘Wild Dog’.

‘Red Deer’.

Then she saw the vat of glowing liquid.

‘WARNING: MUTAGEN’

She did not like where this is going.

And, as if this was gonna get worse, she saw the goat person walking towards her hiding spot. She immediately ducked back in, waiting for a while before Rowan goes away.

She quickly wrote as much as she can remember before she heard some growls and hissing. Jam looked around to find where those sounds came from, only to see a dog-like humanoid with… long dark hair? It was defending another humanoid beastly thing, this time it’s more cat-like, and with red hair.

Both were wearing clothes, and somewhat… aware of the danger in here.

Peeking a bit more out of the counter, she saw Ave’s horrified expression right in front of those creatures. Or, at least, mostly horrified. She can’t seem to pinpoint their exact emotions at the moment, but damn, they’re scared as fuck right now.

She looked past the other side of the counter, seeing Rowan adding the contents of the vial to a test tube filled with the bright orange mutagen.

As soon as they brought out the syringe, she booked it.

Jumping out of the window she entered in, she fired herself up into the sky with all the anger and fear that she could muster at the moment. All she can think about is how everyone’s in danger. Both the Angst and the Fluff Side can’t stand a fucking chance of turning into these… these monsters. And that’s a big motherfucking problem right now.

Yet something broke into her thoughts and worries.

A loud, fear-filled, bloodcurdling shriek.