Okay so Rise of the Guardians is my all-time favorite movie. A few day ago I started to get all these different ideas for a Fan-fiction. I took a small break to just enjoy my summer, since technology seemed the be pissed off at me, but now I'm back and I'm doing this ROTBTD/ The Big Four fan-fic. So please Read & Review! -GG
PS: This story will have an OC as an villain and I don't own ROTG, Brave, Tangled, or HTTYD
Chapter 1: Calling all Guardians
North walked through his workshop yelling commands to the elves and yetis. It was only a month before Christmas and they were rushing to finished all the toys for the good boys and girls scattered all over the world. As he walked around, making sure that each toy was made correctly, he noticed the moon hanging right above him. The large Russian man looked up and the moon seemed to glow brighter. It was calling him, telling him that rough times were right around the corner. The man on the moon was telling him that it was time for a new group to join the Guardians. "I shall summon the others," he said rushing out of the room, "Manny needs us."
A large hand reached out and pulled a lever. He then moved over towards the large window in front of him and looked outside. The Northern Lights shun across the sky. He knew that the rough times Manny spoke of were bigger than them and that they need to bring back the only Guardians that could stop the dangerous threat. As he waited for the others he whispered something into the air, "Please Manny don't let it be them."
Bunnymund was the first to receive the signal. He was watering the flowers that bloomed across the Warden. Humming a soft tune to himself, he continued to take maintenance of the place he called home. Pooka was leaning over a flower bed with his ears flat against his head when it happened. His ears perked up and his nose twitched, telling him something was wrong. The over-grown bunny swiftly turned around and looked up into the sky. He noticed the purple, green, and white lights dance throw the sky. This only meant one thing, North needed them. Bunnymund shook his head and sat his tin watering pal in the grass. He taped his foot two times, opening a tunnel towards Santa's workshop. "This better be good mate," he muttered as he jumping into the tunnel, sealing off the opening.
Tooth was next in line to catch the sign. She was fluttering through Tooth's Palace, helping her fairies take inventory of the new teeth they had just collected. "Okay girls after we finish counting all the teeth, then we can start placing them in the memory holders," she said excitedly. As her and her fairies sorted through the pile, they talked about and admired the many bones. So caught up in her work Tooth different even noticed that someone was tugging on her feathers. She turned her head down towards her ankle and was greeted by Baby Tooth. "Hey Baby Tooth, what's wrong," she asked worried. The tiny sprite pointed upwards, trying to redirect Tooth's attention to the window. Tooth looked up and saw one thing. The Northern Lights were shining right above her. "Oh, thanks Baby Tooth," as said as flew out the door.
"I'll need you to hold down the fort, while I'm gonna too," she yelled flying as fast as she could towards the North Pole.
Sandy noticed the bright lights on his way home. He was gliding through the sky on his dream cloud on his home to his dream sand island. He was returning from a busy night of delivering sweet dreams to many kids around the world. As he moved through the night sky he realized that it was starting to become less dark. Bright lights filled the sky, nearly blinding the poor mute. Once his eyes adjusted to the lights he quickly turned around and moved in the over direction. The Northern Lights were calling him to the North Pole.
The last spirit to see the calling was the one and only Jack Frost. The winter spirit was at his lake taking a nap in the large oak tree. He had a restless morning being winter to many spots scattered around the planet. He was having a peaceful dream, thanks to his dear friend the Sandman, and didn't have any plans on waking up. That all change when a bright light came out of nowhere and woke him. The spirit swiftly awoke only to fall out of the tree and land face first in a snow bed. "Damn lights," he muttered. Jack slowly stood and looked around for the source of light. His ice blue eyes shifted into the dark sky and were greeted by, none other than the Northern Lights. "Wasn't our last Guardians meeting a few days ago," he asked himself. It was too soon for another meeting and North's annual Christmas party wasn't for another month. This only left two options… one, this was very important or two, this was one of North silly antics. All Jack could do was roll his eyes and call upon the wind. "Wind, take me to the North's workshop," he yelled as he flew away.
The Easter bunny was the first to arrive, followed by Tooth, Sandy, and then Jack. They quickly followed North into a room away from the busy yetis and elves. "North, what is this about mate," Bunnymund asked.
The Russian man and a serious face on that only made the other worry and said, "Manny told me Omegas are back and that we need to summon the new Seasonal Council. The Pooka's ears flattened against his head and gulped, while Tooth paled, Sandy's eyes widen. They all seemed to take this seriously, all except for the playful teen in the corner. Jack gave the others a questioning look and asked, "Who are the Omegas and why does that seem to scare you guys," he asked. The others turned to him and stared at him. Jack knew from the looked on their faces that there was something they didn't tell him. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who are the Seasonal Council?"
