Rise of the Guardians had to be one of my favorite movies from Dreamworks. It has inspired me to write this fanfiction. Hopefully, you will all enjoy it. Also, be prepared for a long reading.

Summary: Years ago, two souls were reborn. One was born on Halloween, while another was born for a country who won its independence. One would say they were twins, as they were born at the same time, as they had met each other only once. Ten years have passed since the defeat of Pitch. Everything had gone peacefully since then. Yet, Pitch has returned with a plan in mind involving the spirit of Halloween. No one knows for sure, but knowing Pitch, it won't end well. Will the Guardians be able to help this spirit? After all, there might be more to this young spirit than they know. Yet, there is another spirit willing to protect the spirit of Halloween. Just who are these two?

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in the fanfiction besides my own. Rise of the Guardians belongs to Dreamworks and William Joyce… Lucky Jerks…

Chapter One: Rebirth

Summer, British Colony…

It was raining hard on that summer day. That was how she will remember it and possibly for a long time to come. The rain was soaking the ground, as the green grass began to turn into mud. Her breath was staggered, as she gripped her musket. The girl glanced from behind the tree, to see them walking in a row, as their uniforms were getting soaked from the rain. Yet, they still had the commanding look that demanded anyone to listen to their orders, from their king.

The British's Red-Coats.

The girl glanced over at her fellow soldiers. Some were starting to shiver from the rain and wind that was blowing within the woods. There were some who were starting to become afraid, as she could tell that they did not want to die. Of course, no one wanted to die, hell, she wanted to live too. The girl knew very well that she wasn't even supposed to be here.

The girl had a family to return to, and she did not want to be returned in a casket. Also, if she died, they would know her secret. That she was a girl disguising herself as a boy, so she was able to fight along side with them. No one knew that she was even a woman. They thought that she was just a sixteen-year-old boy. It was lucky that she had a uniform that was a bit big on her. If it were any slimmer, the blonde knew she would not be able to hide the obvious fact that she was a girl.

Still, if there had been a choice, she would have joined the army anyway. Not only was she fighting to get independence, but she was also fighting for something important. Since England had been taxing them for everything, it had been a struggle for her family. Especially when her father had fallen ill, and the taxes were making it near impossible for them to get him the medicine they needed. Her brother left to England to get a job and help pay, but not once did they get any payment from him.

She knew that it was an excuse for her brother to leave. He was always a coward and a cruel person. So of course, she had to figure a way to get money and food on the table, along with medicine for her father. Her sister and mother tried many things to get money, as she took the crazier route, as her mother would say. Now, here she was, on a battlefield, to make sure everything would be alright.

The girl was not going to allow the British to tax her family to ruin; She was not going to allow her father to die. Quickly turning, the girl aimed her musket and fired at one of the Red-Coats. One of them fell, as one of her fellow men looked at her with shock.

"Jones, are you insane!?" the man demanded, as Jones, as it was her last name, was quickly re-loading her musket.

Jones glanced over at the man and shook her head "You heard General Washington. Fire at will, and try to weaken them" Jones explained, as she aimed again, and fired, only hitting a red-coat on the shoulder.

"I know, but they'll kill you! Aren't you afraid?" another man asked.

"… No. I'm not afraid. If I was, I would not have signed up for this war. Trust me, whenever the Boogeyman came around and tried to scare me, I would just stare at him, and hit him with one of my things." Jones said as she gave a grin. She dares not say 'doll' or that would have been a dead giveaway. Jones then fired again, only this time, a few of her fellow men had fired as well.

One by one, the red-coats had fallen, as a few of them fired at them. Jones quickly hid behind a tree, as she noticed more were arriving and cursed under her breath. There would be no end to this battle, but Jones was not going to give up. She had to keep fighting. If she didn't then nothing was going to happen. She looked over, seeing some of the British were aiming at some of the new recruits. Her eyes went wide, as Jones gripped her gun. There was no way in hell she was going to let those coats harm any of those new soldiers.

Before anyone could react, Jones pushed herself out of the hiding spot, as she rushed over to the recruits, as she aimed and fired. One of the red-coats fell, as they aimed and began to fire at Jones, but she ducked her head and managed to hide behind a tree in the last minute.

"Jones!" a voice shouted. Glancing over, Jones could see George Washington on his horse, as he was shocked by her sudden action, as well as few soldiers that weren't firing. Jones gave a grin, as she then began to fire, as she was getting close to the recruits. Jones fired at a few more, before she managed to slide on the mud, and was close to the new recruits, as she re-loaded her muskets.

Looking over at them, she noticed that they were all fifteen, just like her. Only, she was a bit taller than they were. "Are you all okay?" Jones asked as she looked over at them.

"Yes, We're fine… that was brave of you for coming to our aid." one of the boys said. Jones nodded her head, as she gave a grin on her face.

"You were being surrounded. I'm not about to let any of you die on me"

The other boy nodded his head, as he smiled "Thank you." Then his eyes went wide "They're about to fire!" he shouted. Jones looked up, as she saw three red-coats that were close to them aiming their muskets at them. Quickly, Jones got up, as she aimed her musket.

"Duck!" she shouted, as the three boys had quickly taken cover, as Jones fired, hitting one of the coats, causing the man to fall, but then her eyes went wide as she felt something hit her chest after she heard someone fire. Everything was in slow-motion, as Jones fell to the ground, but she re-loaded her musket and continued to fire.

"Oh my god, Jones! We got a man down!" Someone shouted, as some men rushed over, and began to fire at the coats, as the three boys picked up Jones and rushed her out of the battle-field. Jones breath was staggering, as she could feel pain on her chest. She looked down and realized why she was feeling pain.

She was shot. Blood was coming out of the wound, as her blood was spilling on the muddy ground. One of the boys tripped, causing them to drop Jones, but she managed to sit up, as she could feel herself getting dizzy and weak.

Washington and a doctor rushed over, as they began to take her coat off, but they froze. Jones was confused at first, as she looked down again, and saw that her shirt was revealing a little bit of cleavage.

"Y-You're a woman?" one of the recruits asked.

Jones could only laugh weakly as she nodded her head yes "It took you all that long, didn't it? I was surprised my voice didn't give it away,"

"Young Lady… what is your real name?" Washington asked as the doctor lied Jones down, as he quickly began to take a look at her wound.

"A-Amelia Felicia Jones, sir,"

"Why did you join the army? You should have been at home with your family" Washington said, as his voice was shaky.

Amelia began to laugh again, but it felt so painful, as she ended up wheezing from her laugh. "I should be with my family, shouldn't I? Taking care of my little sister and helping my mother. It should have been my brother or my father fighting, but he went to England. My father was ill, and I wanted to make enough money to get him medicine."

Amelia could see her general looking as if he had failed her. "Amelia… You are probably one of the bravest soldiers I ever had"

"H-Hey, don't count me out yet, sir."

"General… she's starting to lose her pulse" The doctor said, as Amelia could only look at the recruits and George's face. She could tell one thing. She was dying. Amelia looked up at the dark and rainy sky, she could feel herself starting to fade.

"So, this is how it feels like to die?"She thought to herself. Amelia could feel hands gently grip hers, as she saw George was about to cry. Amelia could only give a weak smile, as she gave a weak laugh. Yet, behind that weak laugh, was a choke, as Amelia was trying her best to hold in her tears. For once, Amelia was afraid. The girl did not know where she would end up. The fact that she would end up in hell scared her.

Another thing that made Amelia fearful was her little sister. Emily. Amelia had watched over Emily, who was only eight. Her sister believed in everything, just like her. They had seen Santa, The Tooth Fairy, the Sandman, the Easter Bunny, and even the boogeyman. Amelia could not help but remember their reaction when they saw the Easter Bunny. He was huge! Amelia and Emily tried to chase him down, but as fast as they saw him, he had vanished but left them many eggs to find.

The Tooth-Fairy was a very small thing. It was almost like a hummingbird. She and Emily saw her before she flew off to the night. Amelia would always leave some honey, as she and her sister would pretend to be asleep, and watch as the tooth-fairy had sipped some of the honey, before she took her sister's tooth, and left a coin for them.

Santa was a very nice man. Amelia remembered tackling the jolly man, as her sister was giggling. Amelia remembered that Christmas. Her brother left them alone, as her parents were at the doctor's. Her sister was laughing with joy, as Amelia was commanding Santa to eat all the sugar cookies she and her sister made. He happily obliged, as he had commended the two for staying on the nice list.

The Sandman was actually made out of golden sand. He allowed her and Emily to touch the sand, as many things appeared from the golden grains. For Emily, it was many butterflies, as Amelia had laughed, seeing as the sand formed fire-works. That was before he placed them to sleep and they would have wonderful dreams.

Now, the reason Amelia was afraid to die was because her sister would be left alone to deal with the Boogey-Man. The Boogeyman had been around trying to scare them. Since Amelia was four, she had been defending herself from him. She even asked Santa last Christmas for a gun musket, so she could give it to her sister, so she could protect herself from the boogeyman. As a child, Amelia had to protect herself, as her brother did not believe her about the Boogeyman.

So here she was, lying on the muddy ground, before she slowly felt her heart stop, as her vision blurred to black. And she closed her eyes. Before she blacked out, she could hear everyone shouting her name, but that was it. At that moment, Amelia died from her gun wound to the heart, as she bravely defended those who were not able to protect themselves.

The next thing Amelia knew, there was a gentle glow. Slowly opening her blue eyes, Amelia noticed she was not buried, but she was floating in the sky. Looking around, Amelia saw the moon looking down at her, as it seemed so bright and shiny. Quietly, Amelia reached out and saw that she was phasing through the light, and it made her gasp. "W-What the, W-What the hell am I!?" Amelia asked in shock, as she was flying around in a panic.

You are a spirit. A voice said.

Amelia began to look around when she heard the voice "Who said that?"

Look above you.

Amelia looked up to the night sky. "Um… all I see is the moon… wait, are you the Man in the Moon!?"

Yes, I'm surprised you were able to guess that the first time. The man in the moon chuckled before he continued. I have brought you back from death for a purpose.

Amelia had a confused look on her face. "What kind of purpose?" she asked. She then heard the Man in the Moon chuckle quite a bit.

You will see, on the fourth of July…

"On my birthday?" she asked. She got no response back.

The next month, Amelia was at her home, watching over her sister. Amelia had never seen her sister so heart-broken, especially at her funeral. To her shock, she saw Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, The Tooth Fairy, and Sandman. They were trying to comfort her little sister, as well as keeping her safe from the Boogy-Man. Amelia sighed, as no one was able to see her.

Not even Emily. Whenever Amelia tried to speak to her little sister, or at least tried to, her sister would walk through her, as did everyone else around her. Amelia could only watch as Emily was trying to deal with her death. Amelia would watch as Emily was holding the toy musket close to her. Many times, the Sand-Man went to protect her sister from the Boogeyman many times. Something that Amelia could not do anymore.

Amelia would wait until the two of them left before she would go to her sleeping sister, and attempt to caress her sister's face, but only for her hand to phase into Emily. Amelia backed away for a bit before she could float there, as Amelia would use the old hat she wore to cover her eyes, as tears silently spilled from her eyes. It wasn't like they couldn't see her, but still, everything hurt.

The fact that she could not be seen or even comfort her own sister was painful. Amelia promised that she would always be there for Emily. Only now, she was breaking such a precious promise. What kind of older sister was she?

It then came the day, the fourth of July. Amelia had been following Thomas Jefferson, who was a good friend of her family, as he went into a building in Philadelphia. She saw many gathered inside, as Amelia tilted her head. Yet, everything happened in an instant. Benjamin Franklin, John Adams, John Hancock, Thomas Jefferson, and many others signed a document that seemed really long, as George was standing there. Amelia stood there with confusion.

"What's going on?" Amelia asked herself. Then there was a gasp, as a few were staring at her direction with shock.

"A-Amelia?" a voice asked. Amelia looked up, to see that Thomas was staring at her with shock. The blonde noticed everyone in the room was staring at her. The girl panicked, as this was the first time anyone saw her, and quickly, she flew away

It was night, and Amelia was sitting on a rock of the place she would usually be, as she looked up at the moon, It was full once again.

"MiM… What just happened? Why were they able to see me!?" Amelia demanded. There was a silence, as Amelia could only look down.

… It is because they believe in you… Liberty.

Amelia looked confused "Liberty?"

Yes. Liberty. Your dream of a new country has come true. What those gentlemen have signed was the declaration of independence. It means America is a country. You are the spirit of America. That is why everyone is able to see you now.

Amelia frowned "So, why weren't they able to see me before?"

They did not believe in you, fully. Now that it is official, they believe in you. MiM explained.

"My name is now… Liberty?" the girl said. After a few moments, Liberty now shrugged her shoulders. "Alright… what am I suppose to do?'

It was there, she saw the Man in the moon smile. Make sure the children believe in America. You are one of the special spirits, for the adults will be able to see you too. There are others like you around the world. They assist those who rule the country, as they keep the belief strong. I'm counting on you, Liberty. Then, Liberty felt MiM's presence had vanished. Liberty looked down for a moment, as a smile began to form on her lips.

"So... It's time for me to be… a hero?" Liberty mused to herself. The blonde floated there for a moment, before she let out a squeal of excitement, as she began to spin around in the air "This is going to be great! I have to live up to my name!" Liberty giggled. It was then Liberty looked up, as she noticed something. The fact that others would see her, even adults and that she was among a special group of spirits.

Liberty looked up at the moon for a moment, as she was expecting MiM to say something, but there was only silence. "MiM… just what do you mean by that?" Liberty thought to herself. The girl knew that things were going to be much different from now on. First on her list, was that she was going to see Washington and the others. Then, she was going to make sure that they would be noticed as an official country. One thing was for certain, Liberty would be able to keep her promise to Emily.

"I'll make sure, that no one is going to break your dreams, Emily… I'll keep my promise to protect you… until you die." Liberty then floated away to find Washington. She knew one thing. They were going to win.

Autumn, Ireland…

There was a small gathering in the moor of Ireland. It was a family along with friends from their small village. They were in a small room within the house, as many were saying prayers and paying respects in an open casket. Inside was a thirteen-year-old Irish girl. The child had died due to pneumonia. How she got it, though, was something her family would never forget. Due to recent attack from foxes that were after their cattle, the child had sneaked out and stayed out all night to protect the cattle, while it rained.

How she had done it, was using magic, from her druid ancestors. Her parents practiced their old ways while disguising themselves as Catholics, so they would avoid ridicule, or worse, death. They tried to heal the girl but were unable to do so. Many people were with the family, as the girl's older siblings were around. The youngest looked confused to what was going on, as she was only five. Her mother picked up the four-year-old, as her father, and a few men picked up the casket, and began to leave the house, and headed to the girl's final resting place.

It was not a very traditional funeral, for a few men were laughing to themselves. In druid custom, the druids would laugh, for a soul was happy in the afterlife and was at peace. After all, the girl was brave, despite how timid she was. A few people assumed that the men were just trying to cover their pain for the lost child. Her mother and a few women, along with the older sisters were weeping. The little sister only whimpered, as the child was asking for her late sister to wake up. It was a bit heartbreaking to see.

They got to the river, as a few people were singing a song, as the girl's mother went over to her late daughter, and hugged her child's body "I believe, even in the dark, your voice, casts a ray of hope. Take me away, and guide me, to some place where I can breathe," her mother sang softly. It was part of a song that her daughter sang to her and her baby sister many times. The deceased girl had said at one time, that she saw a lovely lady singing the song in one of her visions whenever the girl attempted to see in the future.

When the mother placed the girl back in the casket, the men picked the casket up and placed the coffin in the river. Everyone stood there, as the river began to take the girl downstream, to the ocean. Her mother held onto her husband as the deceased girl's siblings stood by them with solemn faces. The four-year-old girl began to cry, not accepting this, and started to follow her sister. Yet, her mother only grabbed the crying child, and held her close "Do not worry, Alanna. She will return to us Hollow's Eve, my sweet-pea" her mother whispered.

Alanna looked over at her sister's casket, which was floating in the river, slowly disappearing from her sight. The child felt more tears climbing in her eyes, before she buried her head in her mother's shoulder, and sniffled. Alanna cried for a while before she left her mother's embrace and walked away to be alone when she froze. She saw four being there and rushed over to them. "S-Santa, T-Tooth-Fwary, Easter Bunny, S-Sandyman, you came!" The child cried.

North nodded his head, as he ruffled her hair. "Of course we came, Alanna, " he said, though, his voice sounded sad. Another believer was gone this year.

Amelia F. Jones was a young girl who was such a brave soul and a kind heart and was a child herself. Now they had lost Cathleen McGullen, a girl who was timid, yet happy with everything in her life, especially when she secretly practiced magic.

Bunnymund saw Cathleen as one of his favorite little ankle-biters. The child would always take Alanna to find the eggs, while their older siblings would be watching them. Those two then tried to find him, and it was the same thing when the older children were younger. Bunnymund looked at Alanna, as the red-haired child was trying not to cry.

"Come here, little ankle-biter" Bunnymund whispered softly, as he gently hugged Alanna, after going on one knee to be close to her height. He could feel the small child hold onto him, as she began to softly cry into his fur.

As many mourned for Cathleen, her family believed that her spirit would return tonight, for it was Hallows Eve. "Alanna, we're going to get ready!" one of the older brothers yelled. Alanna nodded, as she looked at the guardians for a moment.

"Tank you … Cathlie would be happy to see you." Alanna said, with a sad tone to her voice. With that, Alanna rushed over to her family, as everyone was heading back to the home.

Bunnymund looked at the river, as he sighed. The Australian Rabbit was trying his best not to shed any tears. He was a warrior, but Cathleen was someone who made him smile. He still remembered the little ankle-biter seeing him the first time when she was about three-years-old. The rabbit remembered the child squealing with joy, as she hugged him. Bunnymund knew that she did the same thing with the others. Amelia had also done the same thing. Only, she would be hiding and trying to be slick about it.

Tooth sighed, as she wiped away some tears "Alanna happiest memories would be with her sister, as Emily's would be centered on Amelia." Tooth stated, in her solemn yet bubbly voice. She was sad that two believers had gone before their time.

North let out a laugh, as he nodded his head in agreement "Those two girls did what any sibling should do. Make their little siblings happy and believe. Amelia asked for her last Christmas a toy musket. Yetis made, and I delivered it, only to be surprised. Amelia gave her present to Emily so that she could protect herself from Pitch, if he tried to bother her while she was away at war."

Sandy nodded, as sand appeared above his head, showing what seemed to be Alanna, who was with Cathleen. Cathleen holding Alanna's hand while making a small orb, as Pitch would be hiding in the dark. Bunnymund saw this and chuckled.

"While Amelia made threats, Cathleen just shined some light." He said. Looking at the sky, it was starting to get dark. He looked down "We better start heading out. Hallows Eve is starting, and we don't want to be seen by the other little ankle-biters" the Australian rabbit pointed out. Nodding, everyone began to head out. Tooth flew off to the skies, as North went to his sleigh.

Sandy was about to head off, he noticed Bunnymund staring at the river once again, with a sad look on his face. Sandy knew that Cathleen will be missed, especially by Bunnymund. The rabbit tapped his foot, and jumped into a hole, and when it closed, all that was left was a tulip. Sandy flew to the sky, preparing to give dreams to many children in this time zone.

The river was slowly heading to the ocean of Ireland, as Cathleen's body lay inside the wooden casket. It was then the casket had reached the ocean, but due to the waves becoming wild, the casket had tipped over, breaking into pieces from the rocks, as Cathleen had fallen into the water. Her white gown floated around her, as her red hair had spread out, dancing along with the water. Her green eyes would have sparkled if the child were alive.

It was then the moon began to shine in the water, making the darkness within the water become a gentle light. The light surrounded Cathleen, as the girl's red hair began to change into a light gray-white color, as she began to be lifted from the oceans, and was gently placed on the sand. Slowly, the girl opened her eyes. Instead of the emerald green, it was a gentle ocean blue. The girl sat up, as she looked around. Cathleen was shaking, as she was slowly remembering what was going on.

She was dead. The girl was dead. Cathleen looked around, as she felt herself in a warm embrace, but the girl noticed that no one around. That was until she looked up at the sky. Cathleen looked up at the moon, as it shined brightly "W-Who are you?" Cathleen asked in a shy and quiet voice.

I am the Man in the Moon, little one. You are Hallow

Hallow stared for a moment "… Is my name Hallow? But my mama called me Cathleen" the girl answered, as she looked down, getting nervous. It was then she heard the Man in the Moon laugh, as she looked up at the glowing moon with confusion.

Yes, little one, your mother named you Cathleen, when you were alive. Only now, you are Hallow, for I have named you that. You are a special little girl, which is why I have brought you back from the after-life.

Hallow tilted her head "Really?" she asked, as the small girl sat up, but then her eyes went wide when she realized something. She was floating instead of standing. Hallow hovered in the air, as she began to giggle and spin around "I was never able to do this when I was alive!" Hallow explained as she was giggling the whole time

MiM chuckled at Hallow's reaction to her new-found powers. She was quite the innocent one. He could only imagine how many of the spirits and his guardians would react to her. Though, it would not be right now. It would be the same thing for Liberty. I noticed little one. Now, do you wish to know why I have chosen you?

Hallow looked up, as she nodded her head yes. I chose you to be the spirit of Hallows Eve. There are many responsibilities that come with this. Are you able to handle it?

"I-I thinkso,, " Hallow said, a bit unsure if she was capable of handling such a tough job, but she wanted to try. After all, she took care of her baby sister, and the cattle, so she should be up to the task. After all, the child wanted to be able to help, seeing as MiM had given her life.

Then, Hallow, I'm sure you will be able to do the best you can. You will know what you are able to do. It was then the light from the moon gently faded, but the moon was still full. Hallow looked up for a moment, as she tried to understand what MiM meant. She closed her eyes, as she was in her thoughts when she froze. Hallow heard voices nearby that seemed to be calling to her and to her only. She flew up and headed to the voices.

Hallow arrived at the location and noticed many stones around her. Hallow landed, and the voices became louder, calling to her. Hallow looked confused, but she noticed herself glowing brightly. It was then a magic circle appeared underneath her, as streams of lights shot out from it and spread around Ireland. Hallow eyes went wide, as she noticed that inside the streams of light were souls. Hallow then noticed a dark stream attempting to get out, but she touched it with a tip of her finger.

She heard hissing and screeching, as it vanished. Hallow looked confused, as she could feel the voices from the light stream thanking her. Hallow looked confused at to what was going on, but then the magic circle had vanished, as Hallow stood there, attempting to understand what had happened. Slowly, she realized something. She was the one who brought the dead to the mortal plain for Hallows Eve night. It made her wonder something if that was the reason why MiM had brought her back. It was then Hallow slowly flew home.

Silently, Hallow flew past a few homes, as she saw many people speaking to those like her, some seemed transparent, but it seemed the families inside were able to see their departed loved ones. Hallow had a small smile on her face, as she was happy that she was able to do this. It was then she heard giggling. Looking over, Hallow saw some children running around, laughing. It was then something made Hallow freeze. One of the children phased through her. Hallow looked alarmed, as more went through her, without giving a second glance.

"W-What is going on? Why are they able to see the other spirits, but not I?" Hallow thought. The girl could only stand there, as people continued to go through her. Hallow reached out, as her hand was going through the adults and children of her village. Hallow eyes saddened, while she stood in the village square. It hit her that there was a chance her family would not even be able to see her. This made her eyes wide in fear of this, as tears were threatening to spill from her eyes.

Not wanting to think about this or face the heartbreak, Hallow quickly flew toward another direction in the village, as she did not wish to see her family, only for them to never be able to see her. Hallow just could not take that rejection.

The flight was quiet for her, as Hallow could hear the laughter and joy from the residents down below. Even though she could not be seen by the living, the fact that everyone, especially the small children, was happy, and that was all that mattered to Hallow. That was all that would matter to her at this point. Hallow then froze, as she gripped her head, closing her eyes tight. Visions, all blurry and too bright were flashing in her mind, as she was having such an intense premonition. Never had she had anything like this when she was alive.

Shaking, Hallow landed on the floor, as her eyes were looking down the whole time. "Just… Just what did I see?" Hallow asked as she looked up at the moon. She did not get an answer. Hallow just looked down, as the moon was slowly setting. The magic circle appeared beneath her once more, as the streams of light were returning. She could hear them. The voices of the departed thanking her, for allowing them to see their loved ones, as Hallow could only watch as they returned to the circle.

It was then the sun rose, ending Hallows Eve. Hallow looked at the sunrise, as she wondered if she would be capable of doing all this. She hoped that she was responsible, and was able to live up to MiM's expectations.

This is the end of chapter one. I hope you all enjoyed it! Now remember to read and review this story. Also, sorry for making it sooo long.

12/11/16: This chapter has been edited to fix grammar issues and to edit the story to make it clearer.