** Okayyyy so after watching Rise of the Guardians twice in theaters, I gathered an awesome idea for an awesome story... or at least I hope so! Anyways hope you enjoy!**
PS: I do not OWN any other the characters from Rise of the Guardians, they belong to their original creators BUT I do own the Mistress of the Dark side of the Moon and the two new female guardians that will be entering...plus a few other creatures and fables and holidays mentioned… are created up by me ^^ ENJOY!
Pairing: Jack/OC, Bunnymund/OC, Pitch/OC
Chapter One: Tango of the Darkness
Darkness. It was all Pitch could see, could feel. Days upon days it seemed to be nothing but an empty void. After losing to the blasted Guardians, Pitch's own nightmares had turned on him, their master, dragging him back to the depths of his Hell. Once he had been pulled back to his domain, the nightmares had eventually been sent elsewhere while he brooded, pacing back and forth in front of his globe. Even though the nightmares craved people's fears, they knew when to leave his side, or risk total elimination.
Pitch poured over every last detail of what had possibly gone wrong, and found he just grew angrier with it all. If Jack Frost had stayed away in his isolation, then Pitch knew he would have won and total darkness would have reigned supreme over the lands. He had relied too much on Jack Frost staying away and wallowing within his self pity of letting down the other guardians. Pitch had been very surprised to see the frosty one here, coming at him with staff swinging and ice blue eyes filled with such animosity! Pitch did not understand why Jack did not see how similar they were, and how great they would be together to conquer the world and plunge it into despair and chaos.
While Pitch's thoughts swirled within his mind, his head nightmare, Ebony, seeped from the ground. He turned his golden, orange like eyes to look upon the black mare as though demanding to know her interruption. Before she had been able to approach him and let him know what the matter was, a mighty growling roar penetrated the silence. The sound shook the walls and hanging cages like mere toys and caused rock and debris to crumble and fall into the endless void below. With the sound still reverberating, Pitch slowly scanned his home in silence, hand held up in front of Ebony as his ears picked up the sound of flapping wings. With his domain, he could not yet see whatever beast had invaded his sanctuary, but once he did, he found himself taking a step back slightly.
Soaring through air was a large beast covered in thick, black and silver scales. Long, sharp claws hung from the feet and a long, thickly scaled tail swayed back and forth with spikes upon the end. The mighty beast held glowing red eyes that seemed to pierce into Pitch's soul. Pitch had heard of Dragons in his lifetime, but he had never seen one and so had always assumed they were merely just a legend, a story that was told to frighten children. To see a dragon though, in his own home, made him seethe with irritation at someone actually having the gall to barge into his dwelling when he was trying to sulk like a child!
As his angered eyes tracked the soaring dragon, he found his eyes narrowing at the tall, slender figure that stood upon the dragon's back, dressed in a full length cloak that billowed around the mysterious figure. From his position, he found it very difficult to tell just who or what the being was and he certainly could see no reason for it to be anywhere near him. Fate would not be on his side however as the dragon swooped downward in a steep descent right towards him, landing with such fluidity upon his globe he stood before. Up close to the dragon left Pitch feeling very intimidated by the mighty monstrosity before him. With the surprised look in his eyes, he felt the scowl forming upon his brow as he felt a sharp blade suddenly pressed to the jugular of his neck.
"What is the meaning of this? You storm into my home and then pull a weapon on me!" Pitch sounded far from pleased.
"I come to offer a proposition…. "
Pitch easily picked up how the voice belonged to a woman. His ears picked up the soft, seductive purr that resounded from the woman, her tone like a bell ringing in such a doleful sound. Pitch had never heard such a beautiful voice in all his many years upon the earth. He took time to look up along the cold steel blade that glinted lightly in the slight light. Being able to see beneath the cloak, he noticed a pair of smoldering red eyes, the pupils slit very much like a wild animal. Long silvery-white hair fell into the fey like face to disappear within the cloak that concealed the woman from proper view. The sudden increase in pressure to his neck pulled him from his silent, careful, watching before he stepped back and knocked the blade to the side carelessly.
"What proposition would that be?" He drawled sounding almost lazy.
"A way to cover the world in darkness and rule as the supreme beings we were born as…and wiping the Guardians from the face of the Earth. While we are at it, the Man in the Moon can go as well and be silenced forever more."
"I'm listening…" He had not missed the hatred that seeped from her voice.
"I suggest we join forces and dance. Together we will be stronger than the common darkness. With my Night Terrors and your Nightmares, we can eradicate any hopeful, joyous thought around the world. With both our dark powers, we can combine them to make one mighty fortress that will be very difficult for the lousy Guardians to stop and child by child we will bring them low. You frighten the dreams of children, but I terrorize the dreams of adults and bring to life a threat they can never see coming nor stop… so what do you say Pitch? Shall we have a little fun and show them who really owns the universe?" Her voice remained steady and calm as her eyes glowed hotly.
"Deal…but I am curious, just who are you?" He noticed the smirk upon her face.
"I am the Mistress of the Moon… the dark side of the moon that is, but you may call me Amaya."
Pitch truly was shocked to say the least. He had never known a dark person in the moon, but he supposed it made perfect sense since the Man in the Moon was good; a dark part would complete him. To show his utmost respect for the woman he took her hand and planted a light kiss to the back of her hand before he stepped back, showing her he would trust her… for now. He had thought her plan sounded flawless, and he felt the chance to get his revenge…him being noticed was at hand and he refused to let it slip through his fingers once again! With that last thought in his mind, he straightened his back, looking as the woman removed her cloak from her face revealing she was just a stunning as Pitch had previously assumed.
Amaya turned from Pitch, her eyes landing upon her mighty dragon as she reached out a slender hand to stroke along the scales slowly as though in deep thought. She knew her Night Terrors were strongest of the strong, since they could shake both children as well as adults, who always tried to be as logical as possible. She cherished the twisting and turning the humans made, screaming out in pure fear as they were locked and sealed within something far worse than any dream could possible penetrate. Once she seemed to gather all she needed to, she turned once more to look upon the tall, lanky Pitch and had to admit that for him to be the Boogeyman; he was graced with handsome features. She knew that the view would be a welcoming presence, which would make it all the more pleasant to work with.
"How many Nightmares do you currently have within your possession?" She was quick to ask.
"I have a few hundred, many have been chased away and returned to the pleasant dreams they once were, but it will not be hard to destroy the kind dreams once more." He replied with a wave of his hand.
"Good… call them forth and meet me upon the surface, it's time to let them know we have arrived. It's time for us to Tango my Pitch."
With her last words, she easily jumped upon the dragon that stretched out his large, mighty wings before flapping them once. His body lifted into the air, wind billowing around the ground and ruffling Pitch's clothes as the dragon took off with a terrifying roar. Pitch watched until beast and woman had gone from his dwelling before he turned and chuckled at the globe before placing his hand upon it slowly. Soon, very soon the darkness would win and wipe any hopes and dreams from the planet. Turning from the globe he called out for his Nightmares to come to him. The Nightmares came from everywhere, some seeped up from the ground, while others flew in as wisps of darkness, and others came stalking in like a predator waiting on its prey. Soon enough the Nightmares stood proud and tall before their master, who walked in front of them until climbing upon Ebony's back and giving the command to follow him to the outside world.
Once coming from his darkened home, his ears picked up the beautiful sounds of screams from all directions in the night. Turning his head to look, he noticed more of the large dragons stalking people who were snuggled into their beds, and such reactions! The adults were being greatly affected by Ayama's Night Terrors as they woke with jerks, some even falling from their beds. With a sinister smirk rising upon his lips, Pitch sent his Nightmares off to do their work on the slumbering children. Even though it felt like an eternity, only a couple hours passed, and with it the screams of children filled the air and mixed with the adults. It was a torturous melody that rang pleasantly within Pitch's ears and made him feel more alive than he had been in a long time. He turned as he noticed Ayama approaching him, a pleased look settled upon her features much like the cat that had outwitted the mouse and won in the end.
"Come… I do think we have sent our message, they will know. Now then, we need to see what a Nightmare and Night Terror can create…."
With that she took off into the sky, Pitch following right after her as they made their way towards the moon that had turned a blood red in mourning. Soon they would disappear into a portal that would lead Pitch to her dwelling, a large dark kingdom with a castle nestled in the middle. Pitch had never seen something like this before as his eyes took in the large stone walls and the strange people that walked around in black garb. In the skies the dragons soared freely as their scales shimmered in silvers, blue, and blacks. He followed after her until they reached the castle, where they landed and moved inside to talk further.
Meanwhile, high in the northern lands, a blizzard was causing its usual havoc. The blizzard was stretched out, dropping several feet of freshly fallen snow, covering the winter wonderland in more wintery splendor. All the blizzards were making North quite irritated though, since he had a tight schedule and a long year to get prepared for the following Christmas Eve, plus he was OUT of hot chocolate! He had already sent some of his yeti out to purchase more since he could not work without his chocolaty delight in a mug. As he sat at his desk, he sighed loudly before letting his head fall to the table in a loud thunk. His fingers strummed upon the desk gently in a merry little tune, before he pushed himself up and walked from the office to the floor, watching many Yetis work on the toys and the elves… well be the elves they were. He could not put his finger on it, but something felt…wrong, his belly was telling him so.
North found himself making his way towards the globe that was normally lit up like the fourth of July and let his bright blue eyes scan the object before his brows creased and a frown formed upon his bearded face. He leaned closer to further inspect the globe, noticing how the lights were flicking like crazy, coming on and then off, even a new glow was upon his globe! Instead of the gold dots for the children, there were also bright white dots, which he knew nothing about. His bad feeling increased as he felt the rays of the Man in the Moon upon his back, so he turned to look up at the bright moon what was not even the proper color either.
"Ah! Man in Moon, what is going on with world? My belly is trying to warn all!" His thick Russian accented voice exclaimed.
North listened as the Man in the Moon began to speak to him, filling him in on what was going on, and the longer the silence seemed to stretch, the more concerned North's face became. Finally, the moon retracted his beams, the red glow darkening before slowly, bits of white began to shine through. North was stunned and for once, he felt like all would be doomed. Turning with a quick step, he moved over and pulled the lever himself to send out the signal to the other guardians. He needed all the Guardians to get here as quickly as possible, and now would be best. After sending out the signal, he did not have to wait long before he was soon joined by Toothy, Sandy, Bunnymund, and finally Jack Frost. Bunnymund was about to speak, his long rabbit ears standing up as he looked more than a bit peeved.
"We in big trouble friends." North said to the others.
"What kind of trouble?" Toothy asked, her fairy wings flapping rapidly as she floated above the ground.
"Man in Moon has told me Mistress in Moon has broken her confines. Long time ago she was locked away there due to being evil and corrupted. She is more powerful than us and has joined sides with Pitch Black. The world is in trouble, not just children but the adults as well."
"Well then, what are we suppose to do about it then mate?" Bunnymund seemed focused on the conversation after finding out the news.
"Man in Moon is bringing help. Two Guardians that work with children and adults coming to help."
As he spoke he noticed the Man in the Moon back, looking more like himself as he shined upon the floor, allowing the ice crystal to slowly rise up and turn into two figures. The Toothfairy, Easter Bunny, Jack Frost, and Santa Clause held confused looks upon their features at the figured they had never seen before, let alone overly heard of. They paused though and looked over to the Sandman who looked furious. The little guy stepped forwards, his small foot tapping rapidly as a huge symbol came over the top of his head in the form of a circle with a line through it. They had never seen Sandy get so flustered and to actually sit there and tell the Man in the Moon no was a rarity indeed. After the 'no' from Sandy, rapid symbols shot forth above his head in different symbols from a baby to a horse to love and tenderness, but none could keep up well enough to understand what was going on. With one final stomp of his foot, Sandy turned with a defeated look on his face, a teardrop formed above his head as he put his back to the rest of his friends.
Finally able to look away from Sandy, the other guardians glanced back to the Man in the Moon who whispered words of understanding soon enough. He also let them know that he would be in charge of bringing the two new Guardians to them. For the meantime, all the Guardians knew they needed to devise a plan and see what damage the world had take thus far for so many lights to be flickering upon the globe. While they worked, the Man in the Moon was hard at work searching for his most valuable Guardians. He had always hoped he would never need to involve them, but with Ayama, the Mistress of the Moon, large at hand, he needed their unique talents to help aide the Guardians or all would be lost and the world would once more sink into a darkness so horrific the light would never have a chance to pull out.
~END CHAPTER ONE~
Author's Note: Well here it is… my first CHAPTER! I have a lot planned for this story and it's going to be VERY intense ^^ I hope you all decide to stay along with me for the ride as darkness sweeps in like an assassin. The story should get to flowing a bit better once I get into the next chapter, which will reveal the two guardians and a bit about Sandy ^_~ STAY TUNED AND THANK YOU FOR READING!