Hey everybody I'm back with the sequel everyone wanted for New Life! Sorry it's taken so long I just have been having the hardest time making this story. I had a beginning and an end, but no middle! I still don't really have one lol. To all you new people I bid you welcome, and demand you read my first story New Life, otherwise you will be hopelessly confused. So now let us migrate ourselves to the beginning of this story. It's not going to be very exciting so I apologize if ya'll get bored. I thank you for being so patient and greatly hope you enjoy it. Now without further ado I give you Hopeless Chaos…

And Rise of the Guardians is regrettably not mine.

Chapter 1: A Visit

Nat walked easily in the snow, her feet crunched softly with each step. The chilly February air hardly fazed her as she passed the headstones of the cemetery. Not even breaking stride she ran her fingers over the one with an old lilac tree standing beside it, the very tree she made all those years ago at her own funeral. After a few minutes more of walking down the now familiar path Nat reached her destination. The grave was covered with snow like the rest and while wiping some from the top her eyes traveled over the memorized words.

Sophia Danielle Bennett

2007-2084

Forever a Child at Heart

A sad smile graced Nat's lips as she spoke, "Hi Soph, it's good to see you again." Like all the other visits in the past month she was answered with silence.

"Not much to update from last week, North and Sandy are doing well, Jack and Tooth are so cuddly I swear I'm getting cavities." She laughed at the joke, "I secretly think he's going to pop the big question soon. Bunny's being a tad more stressed than usual, what with Easter in a little over a month, and…you know." Nat continued, "And before you ask, yes I'm taking care of myself. Sleeping plenty, eating right," She rested a hand on her swollen stomach and grinned. "I can't believe there's only three months to go." Her eyes got misty and her vision blurred, "I-I'm so sorry you won't be here to meet them. I know how much you wanted to, and believe me, so did I."

As she tried to reign in her emotions Nat thought back to all the visits she paid Sophie, every time she entered the cozy home she was bombarded with questions and laughter by the elderly woman. The two would spend hours together talking about the pregnancy and plans of them visiting.

"I mean it Nat, every weekend I want to see those little dears. Don't make me come after you if you don't."

Nat laughed at the memory. She drifted through the last seventy years, remembering the young child Sophie once was blossom into an adventurous and independent free spirit. In the prime of her life she was a zoologist, traveling the world to study different animals, but never too busy to visit the Guardians with her brother. After retirement hardly a day went by where she didn't see at least one of the spirits, Nat and Bunny being the most frequent.

Shaking her head the bringer of seasons released a soft sigh, "I can't believe how quickly time has gone." Sophie had been not only her first believer, but one of her best friends. They'd been there for each other during their hardest times and some days Nat still couldn't believe she was gone.

As she sighed again a pair of strong arms wrapped over her midsection and a soft kiss was placed on her cheek.

"That's life of an immortal love, decades can feel like a blink of an eye." Stepping forward Bunnymund kissed his paw tips and touched the headstone, "Hey there ankle biter." He then wrapped an arm around his mate and the pair stood in silence. Bunny remembered the day he heard about Sophie's passing. The Guardians had been meeting at the workshop when Angelus came with a somber expression on his face.

"I figured you all should know, since she was so close to you, that today I helped Sophia pass on." At first the pooka didn't want to believe it and leaving the others behind he raced through his tunnels to her house. Only when he reached her room did he find his little biter peacefully still in her bed. The others arrived and found him kneeling at her bedside and weeping softly. Jack, already knowing how his friend felt since Jaime had died two years earlier, was the first to embrace the grief stricken warrior. It was a hard time for all the Guardians, the Bennets were the first children to never stop believing.

After another minute of silence Bunny moved his paw to Nat's stomach, "How're ya feelin' today?" A flutter of kicks answered him before she answered.

"Fine, but every time you talk I swear they play soccer in there." Her mate laughed and gently rubbed the spot where the babies kicked.

"Oi, you kits better go easy on yer mother, or else." Bunny then sealed his threat with a gentle kiss to Nat's stomach, "And don' think I'll go easy on ya cause I'm yer Da."

The couple was laughing when they heard the chime of children not too far off, "Great aunt Nat great aunt Nat!" They turned just in time to see three kids run up to them, Bunny intercepted the hug just before they reached Nat.

Carefully squatting down she gave each a hug as another, older voice sounded. "Kids get back here, you shouldn't run off like that." Nat followed them back to their father, her nephew.

"But Dad we wanted to say hi to Aunt Nat!" The oldest, Nickolas, said.

Nat swirled a breeze over, "Hello Damon."

Swirling his head around Damon answered without looking directly at his aunt, "Hey Nat."

She sighed, "Still not seeing me? You did as a child, and your mother did until she died rest her soul. Such a shame that you and your siblings stopped."

The kids giggled, "Dad's getting scolded by Aunt Nat." Meanwhile their father sighed.

"I can't hold onto that forever and you know that. With a family to support, I don't need to look like I'm crazy talking to ghosts."

Bunnymund narrowed his brows, "We'relegends kid. We ain't no bloody ghosts." But as usual his remarks were unheard by the adult. Nat patted her husband's arm and asked what Damon was doing here.

Holding up some flowers he answered, "It's mom's birthday, figured we should say hi."

Nat brought a hand to her head, "I almost forgot." So she and Bunny followed the family to Jasmine's grave. After summoning a small bouquet of flowers she whispered, "Happy birthday Jazz." From the corner of her eye she saw her nephew's eyes widen at the flowers that manifested from thin air. She then felt someone grab her leg. Damon's youngest child Victoria looked up to Nat.

"Great aunt Nat, is your baby here yet?" Nat smiled down at her niece.

"Not yet sweetheart, I told you last week there's still a few months left."

The child huffed and crossed her arms, "Months? I can't wait that long!" Everyone laughed at Victoria's impatience until Nat yawned slightly.

Bunny touched her arm, "We should head on home now love, yer started ta look a tad run down." She nodded and after the couple said goodbye she went down the tunnel and headed back to the Warren with her one true love.

~~~Somewhere in Spain~~~

Nearby animals scattered in the desert as the air shimmered and cracked, not waiting to see the portal open or what came out of it. With elegant strides a tan woman came out, her hair tousled by the dry winds. Short blue-black that went to her chin flipped upwards at the tips. Her swirling eyes of blue and purple scanned the area, only to find miles of desert in front of her. She wore a dress of bright purple, with a low scoop front that revealed much of her bust. It trailed to the earth where the bottom separated into individual strands, moving whenever she walked. The dress covered little of her back and remained open on the sides until the fabric narrowed and came together just a few inches below her breasts. With a hand on her hip the woman grinned.

"My my, it has been far too long since I last came to this little place. What has it been four, five thousand years?" She laughed and twirled in a circle. "No matter though! I'm back, and ready to bring the party. Look out world! It's going to get wild!"

A mischievous smirk touched her lips, "Let's hope you have what it takes to survive…"

So yeah like I said, not too exciting. For those who didn't do the math this is 70 years in the future and yes Nat is pregnant which means baby pookas! Or baby half pookas, or whatever I'm doing. And in case you didn't notice, Pitch will not be our villain. Aww I know it's sad but fear not! I will make this character a great substitute…or try to at least. Sorry if the outfit description is a bit fuzzy she's in one of those dresses that sort of triangle into a strip of cloth at the front, leaving the sides bare. They've gotten pretty popular to wear. So there it is, chapter two will be up eventually but until then, never forget to review! Peace out!