Doyle0915: Thanks for the positive review! I really hope to get more in the future!
Anyway enjoy! And I do not own Rise Of The Guardians, if I did then I would obviously be rich, but I'm not...sigh.
After 20 or so years of inspecting the town and watching quietly and with full amusement as the small huts turned into brick houses and the poor turned into filthy rich. (With only a little help from me of course...) Eventually I decided that it should be time for me to move on, after all there were other people in the world that deserved the type of fortune that I had been giving to these townsfolk.
A plan on where to go next had been forming slowly in my mind during my stay, helped along by the tales of other spirits like me. I decided that I would catch one of these strange beings in the act and seek their guidance on where to go next, I mean who knows? They might actually be able to explain who I am and what exactly I'm supposed to do with my new life.
Eventually one night I finally decided to that I would find the Tooth fairy, since it was the first spirit I had heard from when I joined this new existence it seemed only fair that it was the one I sought out for help.
Excited by my 'mission', I quickly used a rainbow path to rise above the town, making sure that I would be able to see any strange movement that would catch my eye.
Although, as much as I was excited at the thought of meeting someone like me, I was still worried on whether or not they'd even be able to help me, I mean what was I supposed to do if it turned out that they could answer my questions?
I shook my head to rid myself of the anxious thoughts. Of course they'd have the answers, I mean they're spirits, spirits that were older than me so obviously they would know more.
But still...
Hoping to rid myself of the confronting questions that for some reason or another hadn't surfaced until now, I decided to focus on other matters that had come with my new existence. For instance, the apparent 'fortune' I was supposed to be giving to people. I mean, it obviously couldn't have been for me; otherwise I would still be in my old form, living my old life, just with more fortune than last time. So the moon must want me to give fortune to others, right?
Speaking of living, I had noticed a while ago that I had apparently not aged a single day since I woke in this new form. Immediately jumping to conclusions I developed the idea for myself that the moon had apparently made me immortal and now I could live forever doing whatever it was he wanted me to do, which was an amazing prospect in itself.
Another thing that I had become aware of over the years was that as I walked through the town, no one would look at me or even speak to me, almost as if I didn't exist to them. But of course this wasn't the weird part...no, the weirdest part would be when they walked right through me.
Because of that I always avoided crowded areas. The feeling of being walked through seemed to destroy me more inside than the thought of being ignored by everyone and everything. When they walked through me, it felt as though I shouldn't exist, that I was just an empty gesture, something best left to rot out of life.
But after a while, I slowly grew content with not being seen, yes sometimes it still got to me but most of the time I considered it a bonus with all the other benefits that came from the moon. In fact sometimes it almost felt as though I always knew that they couldn't see me, and actually took comfort in it.
After all how are supposed to explain to a normal person on how your floating on a rainbow you made in your mind while dressed completely in green when everyone in the town dressed in sad colors of brown and darker brown? Yeah, that's what I thought.
However, the more I thought about it the more I wondered on how I came to be this way and what exactly was I supposed to do with it.
I held the coin up to my face and thought. If I was supposed to give children good fortune...Did that mean I would have to create this fortune for people? I smiled for a moment then frowned, how exactly was I supposed to help people when they couldn't see me?
I quickly shook my head to rid myself of the annoying questions that seemed to be goin g out of their way to stick in my mind, I would just have to have faith in the possibility that when I found another spirit tonight, or whenever I could find one, they would answer everything for me. I put the coin away as I noticed that the night had finally taken over and the moon, my new friend, took over the skies.
Smiling I waved up to him in greeting and nearly jumped in fright as a strange line of yellow sand passed next to my face, gasping I stumbled away from it, nearly falling of the path as I did so.
I straightened myself and went to poke the substance. There was a moment of silence before the sand transformed in to a small dog. The dog ran about my small rainbow patch before jumping on my lap and tilting its head as I quickly stood and backed away in fright. I eventually hit a solid surface that I registered as a wall until it tapped me on the shoulder.
Screaming in fright I jumped away from the wall, only to see that it wasn't a wall, but a man.
A really strange man for that matter. He small and was basically golden, and floating. He waved at me in greeting and reached over to tug on the line of sand, summoning the dog back into the line before it disappeared completely into the golden cloud he was standing on.
I stood in shock before slowly waving back at the little man, frowning as a questions formed in my mind, the happiest one bursting out first as I looked ready to cry.
"You can see me?" The man nodded and nearly jumped back in shock as I practically tackled him, sheer happiness taking over my words, which came out rather scrambled and muffled due to my face being covered by his golden suit that was slowly gaining moisture from my tears of joy.
I continued to weep in happiness, my dignity apparently a thing of the past as the small man slowly and awkwardly patted my back, clearly unsure of how to handle the situation I had thrown him in without thinking.
Eventually though I pulled away from him, still hiccuping and sniffling softly, my cheeks flushed red as I had suddenly realized how out of place I must have made the small man feel.
"Sorry, it's just, it's been a while since anyone has talked to me, and I thought I was alone!" I said softly, before nearly gaping in amazement as figures appeared over the yellow man's head. The images showed a desert and a man next to it. I waited for a few minutes before the man sighed silently pointed up at the figures above his head, then at himself. Making me realize that he was telling me his name.
"Desert guy?" I queried, mentally shaming myself as the little man smirked with apparent humor.
The little man shook his head and gesturing for me to have another go. Always loving a challenge, I tried again, mulling it over silently this time before answering.
"Ummm...Sandman?" He nodded and smiled again holding out his hand to shake.
I took his hand and shook; his hands were actually fairly small by comparison to mine.
"I'm the Leprechaun." I said quickly, happy to finally be able to tell someone the new name my friend had given me those few years ago.
The Sandman created a small hat out of his sand and tipped it before making it disappear again. I giggled and curtseyed in return before turning and watching one of the sand lines made their way into a small girl's room.
Curious, I quickly jumped off my rainbow path, creating one after another to jump on until I eventually reached the ground then walked over to the small girl's window and looked through. I watched as the sand over her head transformed into the small dog I had seen earlier prancing around above her, its tail wagging at the sight of me before continuing, knowing that it couldn't go back over to me while it was with the girl.
I turned back to the Sandman, who gave me another fright by standing right behind me, with a questioning look, "What does your sand do?"
The figures above his head showed a sleeping person then a thought bubble of the same dog that was above the girls head at that moment.
"They make dreams?" The Sandman nodded and gestured towards me, and specifically the pot I was holding.
"Oh this?" I said holding the pot up idly. I shrugged and pulled out a handful of the coins and showed them to him. "I was told that I was the spirit of fortune, so I guess this is what he meant."
The small man shot me a quizzical look and I realized my mistake before pointing up at the moon.
"I woke up and he told me who I was and what I'm supposed to do...but..." I frowned, unsure of what to say next.
Sandman frowned at me and gestured for me to continue.
"I...I don't know where to go from here, to be honest, I was hoping to meet someone like me so that they could explain what I do next..." I frowned sitting on the cold ground as the worrying questions I had spent the last few years trying to push away came back to me. My arms securing themselves around my middle as I became aware of how cold it had become recently.
My red hair surrounded me as I tried my hardest to hold back a shiver, not wanting to seem any weaker then I probably already was in the Sandman's eyes.
I was about to look up to ask him on the whereabouts of the Tooth Fairy when I suddenly felt so much warmer than I did a moment ago. I looked up to see the small man patting my back again before holding out his hand, gesturing for me to come with him.
Smiling, I mentally fare welled the small, now big town that I had spent so long in before taking his hand, I immediately cried out in shock as we went flying into the air, faster than I had ever gone. I held onto the small man before slowly relaxing, knowing that he had a pretty good grip on me, but not hesitating to squeeze his free hand if we got to close to trees or mountains.
After a while I managed to relax fully and turned to him holding out my hand below my feet and focusing on a small rainbow path of my own.
Eventually it appeared, surprising the Sandman to a stop as I gently let go of his hand to stand on the path that I had made.
I held my arm out again in front of me and made the path longer, running across it before turning the path back to the surprised Sandman.
"What do you think?" I asked curiously, unsure of his reaction.
He smiled and gestured for me to follow him on my own path as we continued on our travel to wherever he was taking me.
After a few hours of floating and half silent conversation on rather trivial things, like other spirits (Which was mostly taken up by me asking if they were all real, which they are.) We managed to arrive to where Sandy was taking me.
I looked around the island in amazement, the island was a beautiful sight, the sand on the beaches seemed to nearly create every tree and rock image, when it came to creating the building that was nearly hidden by the sand trees, when it became buildings it seemed to change colour, from a soft yellow into a warm orange.
But the most beautiful thing about it was how it glowed in the sunlight with what seemed like the same kind of energy that the sand my new friend controlled. I picked up the sand, feeling a good portion of it slip in-between my fingers as I inspected it closer.
It wasn't like ordinary sand. It seemed, smoother, softer than what I was expecting. As I held the small portion of sand in my hands I was suddenly aware of how sleepy I had suddenly gotten.
I was about to say something to Sandy, not quite sure what. But whatever it was I never seemed to get the chance to finish as I fell onto the sand, sleep coming over my new form before I could help it.
