Hello you, who decided to read my fanfic Rise of the guardians - Sweet lies. Yes, yes, you probably know the name already since you even clicked it once, but I just wanted to make sure that you were serious and really wanted to read this piece of... work. This is my first fanfic EVER and I hope that you will enjoy it. Please note that English isn´t my first language, so my good friend Google-translate helped me time to time.
I know that the movie is already quite "old" but fortunately for me you are here anyways. So thank you, mate!
Without a further ado, let us begin. ;)
They always said that there was something bigger in this world. Something that we couldn´t quite understand, no matter how much we teased our little brains by it. Something that seemed friendly and familiar, loving and caring... But when the years passed and the time started to make its marks in our mortal bodies, we forgot. We just simply forgot. But what we didn´t remember anymore...? They didn´t know.
"But it was important and magnificent, for sure" , my grandparents always told me.
And, "They have gone crazy Lilith, don´t listen to them… " my mother said every time they did so.
Well, that didn´t keep her from putting me in their care every once in a while, but now I understand why.
Those silly old farts would not had hurt me... not like my father… my disgusting, cruel, unstable father.
The man who loitered around our home, cursing his fate and drowning his sorrow down by the bottle over and over again. Jobless, hopeless, full of anger against the world. The house maybe had his stink on it, the bottle listened his woes, but we always got his anger. It was an endless circle of shouting, beating, screaming and crying…
I know now, what was that miraculous thing that my insane grandparents were talking about… he told me. But where were The guardians then? When I cried in the corner of my room holding my ripped teddy as my parents shouted to each other? When I waited for Santa outside, shivering from cold god knows how many times? When I had to go to the infirmary with mom to get stitches for her bleeding head? When I tried to find even one, just one easter egg from our vacant, gravelly courtyard? When my first tooth fell out? When I wanted to build a snowman or have a snowball fight with someone, anyone? When all those horrible nightmares, every night, every single night, started to haunt my dreams? Those dreams that were supposed to be the only place where I could escape this reality! Where were you?! The guardians of the children, those who protect us from the cruelty of the world, where were you?!
"They weren´t there...", a voice whispered in my ear like a cold breeze of wind.
I flinched and somewhere back in my consciousness I realised two tears falling down by my cheeks.
"Hush, little one… don´t cry… " someone said as the shadows hugged me, slowly tightening their grip.
"You won´t need them… I´ll be here for you.", I heard the voice say.
It sounded as deep as the dark ocean and I almost could feel the cold water gather inside me… filling me with its icy waves all the way down by my spine…
But behind it all, I could hear a small, just a really tiny drop of kindness…
a little light in the darkness that promised everything would be okay… that there was hope for me after all… that someone would make those horrible nightmares go away… And it was enough.
It was already more than anyone had ever given to me, so I gave in.
I let the voice tell me its sweet lies. Those beautiful things that could never be true…
...Or could they?
How can I know that he´s lying? Why couldn´t he be telling the truth? He already gave me more than Santa, or any other guardian ever gave me…
he gave me hope. Now, the least that I could do for him was to listen.
Listen and believe, that he is right.
Yo! This wasn´t very long, I know, I know... but this was the first chapter so I let it be what ever it wanted to be. And hey, It wanted to be short.
I don´t know if you should expect longer chapters in the future, but whatever my imagination makes up will come here as soon as I can put it on the "paper". Now is that time when I apologise from all the possible mistakes that I may have made (hopefully I didn´t disgrace the beautiful language of English very badly) and I thank you from reading this chapter of Rise of the-, okay whatever you know the name already...
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