Colours of the Wind
The Winds and the Guardians
Part 2
Hey people! I really should have updated this earlier... Oh well, c'est la vie. Reviewer responses!
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Alright, time for the chapter.
HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THIS?! I OWN NOTHING! Except the wind spirits. Them I own.
Awakening
Jack. Jack? JACK!
Huh? What?
Finally! We were so worried!
Even you?
Dammit Jack, you almost died!
...I have to get up now, don't I.
Sadly, yes.
Jack opened his eyes, wincing as they readjusted to the light. The first thing he noticed was that he was hungry. The second was that there was no food. Only then did he notice the Guardians lying around the room, fast asleep.
"Guys?"
No answer.
"Guys!"
Still nothing.
"GUYS!"
And... nothing!
Jack groaned.
Guys?
Yes?
At least you aren't asleep. I want bacon!
Why bacon?
Oh, I don't know. It tastes good.
Of course. I hope you realise I'm only doing this because you can't get it yourself.
Oh, I know.
Five minutes later, four immortal beings were awakened by the delicious smell of perfectly fried bacon.
"Wow mate, that's WAY too much meat when there's a rabbit in the room!"
"Oh, that smells amazing!"
Sandy used his sand images to show that he wanted some, while North sniffed the air to find where the bacon was. Suddenly a familiar voice cut through their bacon-induced trances.
"Glad to see you've returned to the land of the living."
"Jack!"
All eyes turned to the spirit of winter, sitting cross-legged on the bed, eating bacon.
"This is really good bacon."
"Can I have some?"
"Get your own!"
Speaking of which, how did you get it, mate?"
Jack waved his hand expressively in the air.
"Oh, Robyn got it for me."
"And who is this... Robyn?"
Hey Birdie.
Why do you even call me that?
A robin is a type of bird.
Don't call me that. What do you want?
A demonstration.
...Fine.
The wind swirled through the room, taking on Robyn's form of a silver dragon.
"Wha' the-"
Jack couldn't help laughing. They all had the most hilarious looks on their faces.
"Guys, meet Robin!"
"I-it's a dragon!"
"No, she's an immortal wind spirit."
"What d'ya mean, wind spirit?"
And so, Jack spent several hours telling people who should've already known this stuff the basic story of the Cardinal Winds.
Okay done! For those of you who are confused, cardinal in this sense means points of a compass, North East South and West, not the bird or my OC. So until next time, and
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-Bird