Chapter 2

"WOOOOHOOOO!" yelled a teenage male as he flew high up in the sky. He grinned widely as he let the wind carry him high in the sky. 'Man do I love flying!' he thought. 'The wind in my hair, the adrenaline, the epic view, and everything in between! What's not to love about flying?' He laughed aloud as he twirled, flipped, and danced in the air. Below him, his magic was sending a heavy downpour of snow. The more he flipped and did tricks in the air, the more snow he produced over the city of Burgess. When he finally stopped producing snow, he was out of breath, his silver hair was tousled, and his clothes were out of place. Yet those factors didn't take away his charisma. His smile was so wide that one can see the small dimple at the left corner of his lips, his ice blue eyes held sparks of exuberance, and, despite his powers, his aura was warm. He laughed even more when he heard children screaming in excitement when they got dismissed from school. With his 20/20 vision, he saw a group of kids he was personally very fond of. He flew down towards the city and hid in one of the many trees Burgess offers. There he secretly throws a snowball at one of kids named Jamie, a 10 year old boy who had both a great heart and great imagination. Although Jamie should have been mad at the culprit, he simply laughed it off and turned around calling "Jack I know that's you! Come play with me and my friends!" Grinning, Jack flew out of his hiding spot and yelled "Snowball Fight!" At this, Jamie and his friends knew what was going to happen and all of them started grinning. They all repeated "Snowball Fight!" Everyone was joyful and everything was perfectly normal.

It's been two years since Pitch's arrival and since then, there has been no sign of anything evil lurking in the shadows. Everything was perfect. 'Almost too perfect' thought North, 'But it isn't unnatural for Pitch to be gone for so long.' He put his right hand on his abdominal area. Something was wrong and he can feel it in his belly, but he just couldn't figure it out. He slammed his hands against his desk in frustration startling the elves and yetis around him. His big stature was intimidating but his face showed no malice. His wide eyes that saw wonder in everything, his long, white beard that children liked to laugh at, and his red Russian Santa suit worked wonders to cover his intimidating nature. Either way, children were fond of dear Santa Claus and were always thankful for the gifts he would give them. The yetis and elves were fond of him because of his caring and wise nature. He always seemed to know what to do. It was rare for him to be this frustrated and confused. Then again, there's a first time for everything. Sighing heavily, North got up and headed towards what he liked to call the light of believers. The light of believers was a huge globe that had lights on them representing each child who believes and depends on the guardians. His eyes grew side and his mouth dropped at the side of the globe. He was alarmed by the amount of believers that grew over the past two years. 'I knew it. Something isn't right. Why would Pitch do nothing when the number of believers grew this rapidly? Why isn't he doing something?' North pondered. Then it came to him. The realization was shocking and North pleaded to the Man in the Moon to tell him in someway that his realization was wrong. But when he looked up towards the sky, the moon shone brighter and brighter. 'Oh my bells. The Guardians must assemble immediately!' Without delay, North summoned an aurora that can be seen across the lands. 'Hurry my friends. The children are in desperate need of our help.'

It was nighttime over at Arendelle and many of its civilians were asleep. However, Anna and Elsa were not. After their death, they never really felt tired or sleepy. This discovery led Anna and Elsa to use the night as a chance to improve their magic without the chance of hurting the people of Arendelle. But today, Anna wasn't practicing her earth magic. She just kept staring at the sky in awe unable to form the words to describe the beauty she was seeing. "Elsa look! Look up Elsa! There's something beautiful, something majestic in the sky! What is it?" She exclaimed in amazement.

"Oh my stars" Elsa gasped as she looks up, "It's an aurora."

"It's so beautiful. How come we've never seen one before?" Anna inquired.

"Because they don't really appear in Arendelle. This must be the 3rd one in history to ever appear. One of them happened during the dark ages and then things started to look up in Europe. The second of them happened two years ago when a lot of people started losing hope, memories, and joy due to an unknown cause."

"Oh… Then when the auroras appear that means something good is gonna happen right?"

"I guess. But I'm so confused. Auroras are supposed to only appear in high latitude regions such as the Arctic or Antarctic."

"Ugh. Elsa stop thinking about logic!"

Elsa laughed at her sister and looked at the aurora in a loving gaze. "I guess I'm just trying to say it's a miracle. We should really take in this view. We might never see something like this again."

The sisters gazed at the aurora in silence. But there was something disturbing both Anna and Elsa. They could feel this dark presence about to disturb the peace, but they both kept their feelings to themselves just trying to enjoy the moment with each other. They both hoped and pleaded that the unnerving feeling would go away. Little did they know that the island Corona, which was only a few miles away from Arendelle, was being consumed by fear, anger, and hatred.

Over at Corona, numerous children were crying and throwing tantrums. Adults and parents were raging around either directly or indirectly hurting the people around them. The royal family was exhausted by all the fights and disruption that its people were providing. Nobody knew what was happening. Just a week ago one of Corona hosted their 50th Light Festival, a festival dedicated to the sun. The sun provides warmth, light, and practically life in general. But now the sun irritating everyone. Yet despite this irritation, everyone desired the day than the night. Night was when everyone would get nightmares. Children dreamt of their worst fears, teenagers dreamt of rejection and failure, and adults dreamt of their families breaking apart. Everyone was frightened and tired. Days of not being able to sleep made people short-tempered, mad, and hateful.

In the castle, the young princess was sobbed as she looked over her beloved kingdom. She wailed in despair when she peered out of her balcony to see another fight broke out in the plaza. Her green eyes were bloodshot red and her cute brown boy-cut hair was a mess. Her usual peach skin turned pale from endless nightmares and from not eating properly. She was the perfect depiction of sadness. 'What's happening to my beloved kingdom? Where's the happiness? The kindness that's usually found in every citizen? The laughter? Love? Joy?' She thought. "Rapunzel" a voice called out. The princess turned around to find her beloved husband. She ran towards him and hugged him tightly. "Eugene! What is happening out there?"

Wrapping his arms around her tightly, Eugene lightly strokes her hair as he replied "Rapunzel… It's getting worse out there. Your parents are trying there best but it is really stressing them out. Your mother got another anxiety attack today."

"W-what?" Rapunzel looked up towards him. His brown eyes were mournful and despite being clad in a royal suit, he looked unkempt. He had eye bags, his eyes were red, and his handsome face had not smiled throughout the past week. Rapunzel sobbed. Her husband was getting gloomier and reserved, her mother was having painful anxiety attacks, her father was stressed and frustrated, and her beloved people were getting more and more violent. Rapunzel hugged Eugene tightly and prayed, 'God. Zeus. Geb. Any deity that can hear me. Please, I beg of you to please get my people out of this depression.'