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"Finally, I found one." Reborn said as he stood in front of a swirling green gateway behind a waterfall in the northern mountains of Japan. "You better be grateful for what I'm doing for you, Tsuna." The strange infant said as he walked into the gate.
Once he was on the side, the world he knew so well had been left behind on the other side. He had left Earth and was standing inside of the Ghost Zone. The damned souls swirled about him, moaning and throwing about empty threats. Giant green rocks flouted through the space around him in the sea of green swirling lights.
"I see this place hasn't changed since the last time I was here." Reborn joked.
"Get out..." One of the soul cried flying towards him. The lizard on Reborn's arm turned into a green gun and he put a shining green bullet through the spirit's forehead causing it to scream in horror as it started to destabilize. The rest of the spirit scattered in shock of what the living infant had done.
The gun then changed into a green compose and Reborn took a moment to look at it before the compose turned into a green jet pack and he flew towards his destination. Reborn was a bazaar looking fellow, he had jelled up black hair that looked as if he had stuck a fork in a power outlet that he covered with a black hat. His business suit and side burns would be pretty ordinary, if it wasn't for the fact that he looked like a one year old baby. Around his neck was a giant pacifier, bigger than his head, that was bright yellow like the light of the sun.
Most people wouldn't have been brave enough to just walk into the land of damnation, but Reborn was not most people. He was one of, if not the greatest, hitmen to ever live. Though in his resent years he had taken up teaching the next generation of mafia bosses, or at least that's what he was supposed to be doing. Mostly he just liked messing with them, though he did make sure that he taught them everything they needed to know.
Tsuna was his current play thing. The boy was completely useless, bad at sports, bad grades, no friends. So Reborn took on the job of training the boy as his home tutor. But a resent development had caused a change to Tsuna's right to rule, and if he didn't win the battles over the Vongola rings, then he would probably be killed and a psychotic bastard would take him place as the tenth boss.
But to win he would need to gather guardians to represent him and stand by him in his uncertain future. But the boy would never willingly ask people to risk their lives for him. Reborn had managed to find a guardian for the positions of Storm, Rain, Sun, Thunder, Cloud, and even managed to get an old enemy to stand in as a Mist guardian.
However, there was one more position that remained vacant, and it was the reason that he had gone to the Ghost Zone to began with. To talk to an old friend who would hopefully be willing to help him find a person suitable to be the guardian of Snow.
Just like with the other guardian, the nature of a true guardian of Snow is very particular, and so was their job. The job of a Snow Guardian was to protect the Vongola family from spiritual attacks, so who better to choose the protector than a spirit.
After some journey, Reborn reached his destination, a tall and spooky clock tower that flouted in the middle of the emptiness. Once he reached the door, it opened before he ever knocked. On the inside of the tower were hundreds upon hundreds of clocks on ever surface. The sound coming the the combined ticking was a little unnerving, even to the hitman. "You really need a new interior decorator, Clockwork." Reborn said as he looked around the place. "Maybe something more nature light would make you less pale."
"So first you are late in getting here, and then you insult my choose in living arrangements. You wound me, old friend." The ghost of time said as he faded into view. He was like Reborn, nothing but an infant in appearance, but gave off an aura of ancient power. He had blue skin and deep red eyes that glowed from underneath his purple cloak. A smile played at his lips as he looked towards the other Arcobaleno.
Around Clockwork's neck, invisible to those who were not already expecting to see it was a pacifier, one clearer than any crystal. For that was the nature of the snow flames, unlike the other flames which produced a light within the visible spectrum, the Snow flame was ultraviolet and could only be perceived as a shimmer in the air around it. That is why it was sometime called, the phantom flame.
"Sorry, but I know you could have just opened up a gate for me at any time if you wanted to. So you can't complain that I am late when you refused to give me a ride. Besides, I had to make sure my hair was in perfect shape." Reborn said taking off his hat and running a hand through his hair.
"Oh, rub it in why don't you." The undead Arcobaleno said as he touched his own bald head. "You are so very rude for someone who has come to ask me for a favor. And such a hard one too. I doubt that anyone else in the worlds could give you the information you seek."
"So you already know what I want?" Reborn said with a cheeky grin.
"You know perfectly well that people with Snow flames are rare, almost as rare as Sky flames. But the nature of the Snow flame is tied to death itself, so almost all of the people who possess it become sickly and weak." Clockwork said. "You want; a young child ages twelve through sixteen, who possesses a Snow flame, is capable of handling himself in a fight, and would be willing to become a guardian for your chose of the Vongola's tenth boss. Is that a good summary?"
"It is either Tsuna or Xanxus." Reborn said.
"Don't try to lie to me, Reborn. I am not some fool. You and I both know perfectly well that Xanxus is not qualified to become the next Vongola leader, he lacks the right blood." Clockwork said blowing Reborn off.
"So then it is Tsuna or nothing and the Vongola rings would become up for grabs. You know how dangerous that would be." Reborn tried again.
"If Tsuna dies to Xanxus then the rings would go to that boy Dino that you had trained, not that he could use them properly. Even if you did give him knowledge of the flames." Clockwork said turning his back on Reborn.
"So then, you won't help me..." Reborn born said slightly frustrated. "Not even for all of this candy?" He pulled out a large quantity of candy out of seemingly nowhere. Clockwork swallowed hard. "You always had one hell of a sweet tooth, even before we became Arcobalenos. And since you have been forced to stay here. I would guess it have been a long time since you had any."
"You always were one for bribery and blackmail." Clockwork grumbled. "There are only two people in the world that fit your request for a guardian of Snow. A fifteen year old boy and a clone that was made of him who turned out looking like a twelve year old girl. The girl travels the world and doesn't like to be anchored down. But the boy is easy enough to find. He lives in Amity Park, United States, his name is... Daniel Fenton."
Reborn grinned and tossed the candy to Clockwork before saying. "Don't suppose you would be willing to give me a ride to Amity Park, would you?" Clockwork waved his staff and a swirling green gateway appeared in front of Reborn who walked through it.
"I suppose if the future is anything like I predict, then Daniel's power will be needed." Clockwork said softly as he began to eat the candy bribe. "Everything is as it should be."
This is just an idea I thought would be fun. I didn't find out until after words that the Snow Flame was a thing, though only in a game that was only in Japanese and was uncanon.
Clockwork is the Arcobaleno of Snow
If I do continue this I will have to decide what the snow flames actually do. I was thinking gravity because snow lands on everything and makes it heavier.