"What's your name?" Jack asked as he and the other guardians held their frightening stance towards the strange cloaked figure.
"That's the thing..." The figure lifted a hand and took hold of his hood, ripping it down, the guardians held their stance stronger and flinched when the figure moved. "See, the man in moon never told me that."
The guardians narrow their eyes, some in confusion, some in shock, others just trying to see. This figure was a teenage boy with Snow White hair, strong toxic eyes, tanned skin and strong eyebrows. However he was smirking.
He wore a plain white T-shirt under the long, flowing, black, hooded cloak with white jenes. In all, minis his hair, he looked like a black and white shadow. It was hard to see him in the light of the workshop yet alone in the dark.
"But he did tell me this..." He turned around and walked up to the globe of golden lights, and flew up, touching it carefully and softly. "You guardians are looking for me..."
The guardians lowered their stance a little. This was who Manny sent to help us? Some kid? Sure he can fly but he looks like he would help Pitch Black before he helped us.
The boy turned smoothly in the air and floated down calmly, going towards North, who backed away slowly. The figure held out a hand and finally hit the floor.
"But The Man in the Moon didn't need to tell me my name. I already knew it..." North hesitated but eventually took the teens hand, noting how strong it was but knowing it wasn't his full strength.
"W-what is your name?" North asked, taking his hand back and looking at the boy. Said boy turned around slowly and chuckled softly.
"You can call me Phantom. But my old friends called me Danny."