Like I said from Flicker, this story will from now on be toned down to T to fit 's standards. The original version will be on A03.

I do not own Rise of the Guardians, it was copyrighted by William Joyce and Dreamworks


Chapter 2: The Start of the Hunt


The noise finally subsided, allowing Bunny to release his ears. As he does so, he noticed that the island was void of any sign of life, including his mate.

There were no words to describe how furious the rabbit god was. His mate, his doe dared to defy him! He waited so long for Jack to come along and to start his family. But now he was gone. His worthy one was gone.

Soon the anger turned into eagerness. This time it was different. For one thing, he wasn't petrified anymore, and the best part is that he could now pursue his mate. And if any descendants of the shaman stood in his way, then they'd better be prepared to sign their death warrants in blood.

"It's like that thunder-rolling tomcat say...the chase is always the best part..." he spoke, smirking to himself.

Bunny then tap the ground a few times until a large hole opens up near him before leaping in. He got the boy's scent, that part is important...now, all he had to do is to search the mainland.

"Time to pay the old Outback a visit…"


Australian Hotel…

"OhgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohdearGoooooooooooooooooooooood!"

Jack was panicking, that if his constant pacing around in his hotel room that he shared with his bedmates was evident enough. Ever since they set their foot back in the hotel, he sprint-walked over to the elevator, almost broke the up button when he was pushing it rapidly to the point of punching it. He was so stressed that he barely remembered David commenting to a concerned receptionist that he ate bad fish or something to cover up the real reason why he was panicking.

With them is their guide, Mr. Gale, who decided to keep Jack company with his friends while their professor reassure the rest of the class before they head back to their rooms.

"Jack…Jack, calm down…you're going make yourself bald at this rate," Rose spoke soothingly, hoping to ease his stress. However, the other two, aren't really helping.

At all…

"Your hair's already white as it is! I can't picture you bald!"

Jack groaned as he buried his hands, plopping upon the hotel bed backwards. The red-haired girl glared at James before smacking him upside the head.

"Is that really necessary, James?" she scolded, glaring at him as the latter rubbed his head gingerly. The said brunet gave her a look that clearly says "what"; as if he didn't know what he had said was wrong. Rose rolled her eyes before turning to her friend, who was currently stressing over the situation right now. "Alright…let's just calmly recap what had happened here…"

And the dynamic duo struck once again.

"Jack woke up a rabbit deity who has a serious hard-on, and basically screwed over the world."

Of course…it had to be David who supposed to say that.

"Literally!" Jim added, still smiling.

…Wonderful…just wonderful…good to know to have friends like those two.

Jack had enough of this crap; he is done with the moping and having being pointed out that he single-handedly brought forth the Apocalypse. He sat up from the bed before turning to the two boys with a glare.

"Look, it wasn't my fault, alright?!" he exclaimed angrily. "And how was I supposed to know that the wrist guard was the exact armor piece that would wake him up?! It could be any armor piece!"

The dirty blonde teen stared at him with an eyebrow raised before crossing his arms. "Ok, I'll bite…who found it though?" despite some jest that he displayed with his partner in crime earlier, David looked AND sounded serious. Jim somehow mimicked his pose, but didn't get his serious expression down as they both stare at Jack and Rose.

Silence hung over the air as they stared back at them. After a moment, they looked at each other before looking back at the comedic duo as they both pointed at each other.

One of them finally broke the silence and sighed heavily. "Oi…" Mr. Gale muttered, catching everyone's attention. "Regardless, who actually found the bloody armor piece, the real problem is still on that island. And probably found a way to get to the mainland…"

Jack pinched the bridge of his nose, groaning audibly. "Don't remind me…" even though there is little to no way of transporting off of the island, this is a god that they're dealing with. Who knows what kind of methods that he would use?

Suddenly David smiled widely at them. "But look on the bright side!" he said.

Jack blinked at him before raising a fine silver eyebrow. "And that would be…" somehow he didn't like where this is going. David IS known for his inappropriate jokes…but not THOSE kinds of jokes. Even he has standards…

Then to his surprise, Jack found himself being lifted up from the bed in a bridal style with the dirty-blond youth still smiling that damnable grin.

"We can offer Snow White to the horny rabbit so that we can be spared!"

Or not!

But he was wrong before…

Just before Jack was about to punch the jock in the face, Rose beats him to it by kicking him in the shins. David let out a cry of pain, causing him to drop the latter back on the bed. "That is uncalled for, you idiot!" she scolded, glaring at him.

Jack joined in on the blond youth's punishment by standing up and smacked him hard upside the head. Just when David was about to protest, the sailing guide caught their attention by clapping his hands a few times.

"Alright, blokes and Sheila…settle down," he stared each one of them, having a look of a stern uncle. Surprisingly, Jim straightened up as the blond athlete wisely kept silent. Mr. Gale nodded in satisfaction before continuing to speak. "Now then, on to back to the important matters…there are not much written about this god, but I managed to research about him with a few books that were available at the library one time. From what I read, we have nothing to worry about. If he truly sees Jack here as his One…then we didn't have to deal with upcoming casualties."

The white-haired boy took in the new information before looking at him in disbelief.

"You WANT me to be the sacrifice!?" he exclaimed, feeling betrayed. How could he suggest such a thing?! Wasn't he supposed to help?!

The older man shook his head, holding up his hands in defense. "No, no, no, it's not like that!" he protested. "What I'm saying is that if this bloke found his One, there is a good chance that he would cease his demands in sacrifice and hopefully be slightly docile."

A loud cough was heard as David raised his hand up, as if they were in a class discussion instead of strategizing. "Uh, Mr. Gale…sir? Not wanting to be a stick in the mud, but…keyword: SLIGHTLY." He placed a strong emphasis on that particular word to get it across.

Mr. Gale sent the younger a hard glare. "I'm getting' to that, ya gumby!" he said. "It was also said that he came from a species that can only be relaxed by two things: a pregnant mate and pure ripe vanilla orchids." He doesn't seem surprised when Jack just stared at him.

"So, we soothe him with vanilla-flavored ice cream?" it was a rather sarcastic comment.

The older man just shrugged. "Sort of…but my point is that I don't think that we need to worry about this god hurting anyone in the world. That includes you Jack."

"Right…anything else?"

"He can create magic tunnels that lead him anywhere in the world, and he shape-shifts."

Rose raised an eyebrow at this, noticing something off. "Is that all?" she asked. "Are you sure about that is all you have researched on this guy? I mean, if he could do the magical tunnel thing…can he go through concrete as well?"

Mr. Gale only shrugged as he ran his hand through what is left of his hair. "I wish I knew, Sheila," he admitted. "I'll do what I can if I dig up more and emailed what I have over to your teacher. Till, then…you all get some rest. And pray to see tomorrow morning before you fly back to America."

Each young college student gave him a nod, silently giving him thanks as he made his way to their hotel room door. Just as he was about to grasp the door knob, he paused midway before turning back to them, to Jack specifically.

"Oh, and couple more things, Jack…" he spoke up. "Keep that whistle with ya, no matter what. And also, this whole deity comin' back to the world with a vengeance, for all you anklebiters know…it didn't happen." Both his old face and tone were serious, unlike his slightly jovial nature when Will first introduced them once they finally reached to Australia on Monday morning.

Jack blinked a few times at this, but couldn't help but wonder.

"Why? Does the entire continent seriously believed in the legend?" well, he did voice his thought out loud, but from the way the others look, they were thinking the same thing.

"Actually, at least 99% are direct descendants from the rejected sacrifices. That includes the village that used to worship that bloody god. Spreading around the fact that the god is back will cause a panic."

This new revelation left them completely speechless, even Jim couldn't come up anything for that. To think, almost the entire continent…to this day, share the same bloodline as the very people who sealed the rabbit deity. And they just unleash literal Hell on not only them but possibly the entire world as well.

There is one thing to describe this:

"Holy shit…"


Author's Note(s):

Thunder-rolling tomcat – referring to Zeus/Jupiter of Greco-Roman mythology. King of the Gods, associated with thunder, and well known to screw anything that moves. Mostly women.

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