Ok, I know that I have like twenty thousand different stories going on right now, but this has been in my head for a while and I just want to get it out there. And besides I haven't done one for Rise of the Guardians yet so yeah. Enjoy.
Darkness swirled through the catacomb- like tunnels. Dirt and rotted wood from a broken bedframe littered the stone ground underneath a sealed tunnel. Shadows roamed the halls, never truly taking shape. Black bird cages swayed in a nonexistent breeze. A hollow globe sat on a stone platform, a million tiny little lights cast a yellow glow across a ghostly throne.
Amber eyes roamed the globe before turning to the black sand swirling in his hand. The sand shakily took the shape of a hooded figure holding a hooked staff. His eye narrowed and anger bubbled up inside of him. His hand quickly crushed the sandy figure. It was all is fault. If hadn't interfered, he would have had everything he ever wanted, but the boy had a way of messing things up. If only he could go back in time and stop that from happening, he would. He paused.
The Nightmare King stood and walked to the globe. That was it. If he could just change that moment and permanently get rid of the nuisance, he'd have everything. But why stop there? Why not just get rid of him completely and not have to deal with him in the future, or is it the present? It didn't really matter now anyway. He walked around the globe till he reached the UK. Grinning he gazed down at the hourglass that formed in the palm of his hand, time to pay an old friend a visit.
Alrighty, that's the prologue people. I will have the first chapter up as fast as I can. REVIEW!
