Dark the stars and dark the moon,
Hush the night and the morning loon,
Tell the horses and beat on your drum,
Gone their master, gone their son..
Run. Breath. Swing. Kill. Run. Breath. Swing. Kill. Stop. Turn. Freeze. Yell. Fall. Get Up. Run. Breath. Swing. Kill. Two figures quickly entered a room and shut the door behind them, panting hard and baracading the door. One of them went quickly to a shelf while the other sat down, still trying to catch their breath and looking at a globe in sadness. The globe that used to be so filled with lights, so wonderful, was now dark and lightless. The others had fallen long ago, now it was just them two. The one over at the shelf pulled out a snowglobe and one of his sword, tossing the sword to the other one, who quickly caught it.
"I'm going to send you far away from here. Somewhere that he won't be able to get you. Only you can change the future, and you need to do it. Stop this future from ever happening. Stop it, and make sure that everything is going to be good." The other said, a think russian accent filling his tone as he handed the snow globe to the one sitting down, who looked it over. It was a bizzare color, a swirl of blue and green and yellow all together and it made him want the others back and alive and with them. Without the belief they needed, they were just human, and the others had fallen to him long ago. He looked up at the Russian man.
"What about you?" he asked. He didn't want to loose another one of his friends.. his family.. And if he had too go alone, what was the man he considered a father going to do? The russian man clapped a hand on the others shoulder, which was covered in a beige trench coat.
"I am going to distract them enough to let you get away." The man said, smiling widely at him. He sucked in a breathe, looking at the door where the things they were running from were trying desperately to get through, neighing and hoove stamping could be heard even through the door. The russian followed the others gaze and settled on the door. The other looked at him with wide eyes, his blue-grey eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
"You can't! You'll be killed, North!" The other said and North Saint Nicholas, who used to be known as Santa Claus, smiled softly and tiredly. North went to one knee and pulled the other into a hug and the other hugged him tight.
"I am very tired. Everyone we used to know, they are all gone. Tooth.. Bunny.. Sandy.. Jack.. You are our last hope. Our only hope left. You need to survive and change the future. I know you used to be evil.. I know you used to control them and you know how much pain they can cause, but you must live on.. Change the future so none of this happens to us.." North said softly and took the globe from the other, whispering into it and throwing it onto the floor just as the door burst open and the Nightmares came through. North smiled at the other.
"Go.. You have our gifts, you have what you need.. Fix all of this.. Keep it from happening.." North said and turned around, raising his only sword as he heard the other go into the portal. Hearing the portal close, North closed his eyes and sighed, opening them to face the Nightmares.
"Good Luck, Kozmotis.."
Dark the stars and dark the moon,
Hush the night and the morning loon,
Tell the horses and beat on your drum,
Gone their master, gone their son..