A.N. finally I decided enough is enough and am finally sitting down to type up this chapter after what seems like forever but I know for a fact is not even a year. The reason for neglecting this story is because I lost the second chapter that I was working on before and them I just decided to leave this second chapter hanging so that I could work on my other stories. Sorry about that.

Disclaimer: refer to last chapter.

Chapter 2

The golden sand cloud that the three of us were standing on shifted to the shape of a giant manta ray, and with that done we began our long trip to the North Pole.

During this trip I must've fallen asleep because next thing I knew I was being shaken and when I looked up I saw the landscape before me was what some would describe as a winter wonderland.

Slowly I stood and saw a large building in the distance that could only belong to one person, someone who I believed in all my life and would draw a lot in my many sketch books.

Quickly the sand manta ray that we were standing on made its way into the busy work shop that would show up in a child's wildest dreams.

I looked over the edge of the golden ray and instead of seeing what one would expect in Santa's workshop I saw large hairy beast's that would match the description given to big foot.

I watched as the floor got closer than stood up once the manta ray began shifting back into a cloud and then into nothing.

Next thing I knew a loud booming voice thick with a Russian Accent sounded throughout the workshop. "Jack. Welcome back!" I turned around a saw a large man practically strangling the life out of Jack but before that happened the large man put Jack on the ground and turned his attention to me.

"Jack why did you not tell me you were going to bring company?" The large man who could only be Santa asked once he walked over to me. "North this is my friend April. April this is North." I reached out my hand to shake his careful not to show him the one that was covered in black sand.

He took my extended hand and shook it, suddenly he reached behind me and grabbed a hold of my other hand pulling it out from behind me.

I noticed just before he stopped Sandman silently talking with his sand too fast for me to understand what he was saying, but even though I couldn't understand him I knew that it had something to do with the sand on my hand.

The man called North closely inspected my hand turning it this way and that and what I noticed was that my was now completely covered with the sand and if I looked close enough I could see it continue to crawl up my hand.

"Jack how long has her hand been like this?" Asked North to the pale skinned guardian, Jack took another look at my hand and was shocked to find it blacker than before. "Well it was like this for awhile now but not as bad as this." Stated Jack as he slowly took a step back, trying to keep it out of my attention.

I slowly looked down at my hand wondering why this sand was doing this to me, and why was it invoking such fear in the guardians."Jack, can you please show April to the guest room." North Said taking me out of my daze and shocking me out of my sanity.

"Wait, what do you mean!?" I yelled as Jack began leading my toward the guest room like North told him to. Jack stopped pulling and watched as I practically tore apart the amazing workshop to get back to the large guardian standing a few feet away from me.

"I mean that you will stay here till the other guardians can see your hand and try to make out what it means." I stared at him as Jack once again began leading me toward the guest room only this time I gave no resistance.

That night as North was calling forth the there two guardians that had yet to know of April's appearance at the Pole, April slept fitfully trying to figure out what was so terrifying about the black sad that continued to crawl its way up her arm concealing the rest of her body.

A.N. I am so sorry truly I am but I finally got this chapter up so yeah.

Until next time Peace, Love and Virtual Hugs