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Okay! Re-writing! Yay! That's always fun! I wanted Izzy to have a sister, so that's the reason!

Just so you guys know, some things will/might stay the same, i.e. chapters. You know. Yeah.

But still, it's Elizabeth's life.

IF CONFUSED READ "RISE OF THE GUARDIANS 2: DAUGHTER OF DARKNESS" All I really gotta say.

Kira belongs to Hamato Miwa! I own nothing but my Oc's!

Enjoy!

P.S. THIS CHAPTER KIND OF STAYS THE SAME! I CAN NOT WRITE FIRST CHAPTERS WELL. SO, WE STUCK WITH THIS! IDEAS IDEAS IDEAS!

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Pitch's life turned to a dramatic turn for the worst in just one night.

First; He fought off a Dream Hydra.

Second; He nearly died.

Third; His wife died. Killed by Dream Pirates.

Fourth; He was stuck raising his five year old and two month old daughters all by himself.

Isn't life just great?

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Pitch sighed, and rubbed his temples with his fingers. Elizabeth, his youngest, was crying for no reason. Again. He didn't even know where Kira was. Probably in her room?

He didn't know what was wrong with her, nor did he really care anymore. Pitch was still very upset of Natrix's sudden death.

"Hey Pitch- Pitch?! What are you doing?! Why is Elizabeth crying? And where is Kira?" Death. He sighed again. Why was she here? He decided to not answer her, even though he knew that would annoy her.

Death sighed, and went over to were the baby was. She looks so...tiny. Death wasn't the one to be affectionate, but oddly, Pitch's daughters are just so adorable.

"Hey, hey, hey," She cooed, "Don't cry. Don't cry, its very annoying. Yes it is, yes it is!" Okay, she also wasn't great at consoling anyone either.

Death gently picked her up, and Elizabeth stopped crying for a second. She sighed as Elizabeth was memorizing her features. She glanced over at Pitch, who didn't move from his spot.

"You know, she's your child, right?" Pitch looked up at her with an annoyed look.

"Oh, really? I didn't know that. I just thought she magically appeared." Death equaled her annoyance.

"Well," She snapped, "I don't see you rushing over here, do I?"

"I don't know why she's crying!" Death rolled her eyes.

"Are you serious?! Elizabeth isn't even three months old yet! She can't communicate with you or me!"

"I know that!"

"Well apparently you don't! Why don't you stop willowing in your depression and help raise your daughters!"

"Hey guys-oh." Rory 'Patrick' Flynn the leprechaun walked in, but saw that Death and Pitch were having another argument.

"Here," Death snapped, pushing Elizabeth into Patrick's arms. She turned back to Pitch and jabbed her index finger into his chest.

"Listen, Pitch. I get it; Natrix is dead, and yeah, I bet that sucks, but seriously! I'm not going to raise Elizabeth and Kira. Patrick's not going to raise Elizabeth and Kira. You are."

"Daddy?" Came a little voice. Five year old Kira was standing there with a confused look on her face, but her voice alone was enough to stop Elizabeth's crying completely. Pitch motioned Kira to go to him, which she did.

"Yeah, I mean, they're you kids." Patrick agreed. Pitch sighed. He opened his arms.

"Give me her." Patrick complied, and Pitch held her close when she was in his arms.

"See? That wasn't so hard." Pitch gave her a look, but his attention went back to his youngest. He smiled slightly. Elizabeth's grey eyes were filled with curiousness and wonder. She was remembering her father's features like she did with Death. Her lips were at a frown, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. All in all, she looked confused. Who was he? Her dad?

Elizabeth was trying to figure it out. Kira leaned over her sister to see her, and Elizabeth's confusion changed into a smile.

It was amazing. Kira looked more like him, while Elizabeth was the opposite, being the spitting image of her mother. Like night and day.

"I feel like they're gonna be inseparable." Patrick stated. Death laughed.

"Elizabeth looks nothing like you or Kira, Pitch." Pitch gave her an almost playful glare.

"Thanks." Death held her hands up defensively.

"Hey, its true."

"Yes, "He began before glancing back at his daughter, "But I don't care. She's still mine." Kira nodded in agreement before kissing her sister's tiny forehead. Pitch smiled.

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If there's one thing to know about Pitch, it's that he dotes on his daughters.

He's protective. He hates it when other people hog his daughter. And he hates the people that make her cry.

Kira was the same way with Elizabeth. It was actually adorable.

In other words-much more...nicer- The eldest and Pitch are just plain protective.

And, Elizabeth knew it.

"Alright. Elizabeth, say daddy. Can you do that?"

"No Tibby! Say Kira!" Elizabeth looked at her sister, then her father with a confused look. Could they make up their minds?! She gave a confused coo. Kira took that as 'repeat your name'. "Kee-ra. Kira. Say it, Tibby!" Kira begged.

"No, say daddy, Elizabeth." Kira frowned at her father, but he just laughed.

"Dad. She's gonna say Kira first. Not daddy."

"Really?" He asked with a smile, and she nodded.

"Duh! She's my sister!" She smiled lovingly at Elizabeth, who returned the look.

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Okay everyone! That chapter was pretty much the same except the end. It has officially started! MWAHAHAHA!

Plus, I can't go back because I deleted the other story. Ohh well!

Okay.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed!

Love you all and see you next time!