Hey everyone! I'm so happy to announce that I will be continuing the Guardians of High School! *background applause and cheers* Thank you! Thank you! And I'm like, so freaking surprised that this story got 3 reviews, 4 follows, and 2 favorites on the EXACT SAME DAY that I posted! So thanks to y'all guys (and girls) who made my day with your R&R's and F&F's! ^.^ So, without further ado, chapter two! (Omg, that rhymed XD)
"W-where am I?" Jack groaned. He'd just awoken from his black out and was relieved to see that he wasn't dead. He tried to stand up, but was met with a low ceiling. THUMP! "OW!" Jack screamed.
"Aw, shut up, Frostbite," Bunny growled from beneath. Wait…beneath?
"Bunny?" Jack gasped. He looked underneath what seemed to be a bunk bed. He saw Bunny's frame wrapped up in a thick blanket with his head stuffed underneath the covers.
"No, the Queen of bloody England," Bunny said sarcastically. "Of course it's me!"
"Guys, this is no time for arguing," Tooth spoke up, entering the room.
"Tooth! You're here!" Bunny shouted, suddenly fully alert. He shoved off the covers and stood up. Tooth and Jack gasped.
"What?" Bunny asked in confusion. Jack and Tooth only blinked.
"Look in the mirror," Jack said softly, still staring at Bunny.
Bunny sighed in slight frustration and walked over to the mirror on the other side of the room. "Okay, but I don't see what the big deal…." His mouth dropped open as he saw himself in the mirror. Bunny was not Bunny at all. He was a tall, handsome young man, appearing to be in his late teens. He had short brown hair, looking almost identical to Jack's hair when he was a mortal. His skin was fairly tan, and he still had his tribal tattoos on his body, all except for his face. He was well built and muscular. To sum it all up, he looked like a model. A really, really hot model. Bunny – or Aster, as he should now be called – was wearing a blue V-neck and dark washed jeans. He had on black Vans and a black leather bracelet. "What. The. Bloody. Hell!" Suddenly he went into panic mode, stumbling all over the room and screaming like a maniac. "NO! NO! NO! This CANNOT be happening!"
"Bunny! Bunny! Calm down!" Tooth yelled, trying to get through to him. Finally Jack jumped down the bunk and slapped Aster across the face.
"Get a hold of yourself!" Jack shouted as he grabbed Aster by the shoulders and shook him. To his surprise, Aster did not even bother to shove him off or yell at him. He just stood there, breathing heavily and looking around the room slowly. Then he looked at Jack and his eyes widened. Jack looked different, too!
"Jack, you might want to look in the mirror yourself," Aster said as he nudged Jack shakily towards the mirror.
Jack looked back at Aster, and then walked to the mirror. When his face finally came into view, he stumbled back a bit. He breathed in deeply and took another step toward the mirror. When he saw himself, he almost cried. His hair and eyes were brown again. His skin was no longer pale. He hadn't looked this way in over 300 years – before he died. "I can't believe it," Jack whispered. He brought a shaky hand to his face, letting his fingers run over his features. He was still wearing his blue hoodie, except it no longer had frost on it. He had on black skinny jeans and some blue high top converse. "I'm mortal again." Jack glanced at Tooth, but quickly turned his head to look at her again. His mouth nearly fell to the floor when he saw her.
"Okay," Jack spoke up. "Since we're all pointing out our new looks here, I think it's Tooth's turn to check herself out." Aster raised confused brow and looked at Tooth. When he saw her he nearly stumbled back.
"What's wrong?" Tooth asked worriedly.
"Tooth you're…" Jack began, but he couldn't quite finish his sentence.
"Human," Aster said softly, still in shock.
Tooth's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" Aster and Jack nodded in response. "How do I look?"
"Come see for yourself," Jack said as he motioned toward the mirror. Tooth gulped slightly, taking careful steps over. It seemed like an eternity before she finally stepped before the mirror. She brought her hands to her mouth and gasped loudly. She had long, raven hair with blue, yellow, and green highlights, most of them on her bangs. She was tan, nearly the same as Aster. Her eyes were still a shimmering array of colors and her teeth – much to her relief – were still perfect. She was wearing a pink tank top with a white leather jacket and light blue skinny jeans. Her shoes were white flats with a small pink bow. She had on gold leaf earrings with a matching necklace and a gold charm bracelet on her right hand. Tooth, or Toothiana, was absolutely stunning.
"Wow, Tooth," Jack said awestruck, "You're beautiful." Heat rose to his cheeks, something that he hadn't experienced in over 300 years. Toothiana blushed slightly and bashfully tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Thank you," she said shyly, a sweet smile on her face. Then her face fell, and she looked around the room. "Where's North?"
"Oh, my head," a strong, Russian voice groaned. The looked outside the room; he was nowhere.
"North?" Tooth called. "Where are you?"
"In here," he groaned again. They looked down the hall and saw another door, probably the room that North was in.
"North!" Jack exclaimed, knocking on the door. "What's going on?"
"How am I supposed to know?" North snapped, suddenly agitated. "You think I'm psycho?"
"Psycho?" Tooth murmured in confusion. Jack and Aster shared confused glances with her.
"Umm…North, do you mean physic?" Jack snickered.
"Vwatever!"
There were a few moments of silence, until everyone busted out with laughter. Jack banged his fist against the wall, Tooth fell onto the floor in a heap of giggles, and Aster was rolling on the floor laughing.
"Stop! Stop! I can't breathe!" Aster laughed.
"Oh, oh my gosh!" Jack gasped, wiped tears from his eyes.
"I don't think I've ever laughed this much before," Tooth giggled as she slowly picked herself up off the floor.
North grumbled a Russian curse beneath his breath. Then he suddenly became concerned. "Wait! Where's Sandy?"
"You didn't know he was here?" Tooth asked.
"Vwell, it's not like I can hear him," North huffed.
"Yeah, and remember, Tooth," Jack spoke up, a mischievous grin on his face, "he's not psycho." Everyone began laughing again. Aster had to lean on Jack to keep from falling on the floor a second time.
"Ugh!" North groaned in frustration. He slammed open the door, almost crushing Jack – who was resting against it.
Everyone's mouths fell to the floor. This was their North?!
"Vwat…" North asked, raising a suspicious brow.
"Oh my gosh, North!" Jack exclaimed, a bit of excitement in his voice. "You gotta see yourself!" And with that he grabbed the large Russian man by the arm and dragged him over to the mirror in the other room. He shoved him in front of the reflective glass and grinned.
North almost fainted. He looked exactly as he had thousands of years ago, before he became a guardian. He was a young Russian man, around the same age as Aster. His hair was short and brown. His long white beard was gone, instead replaced with a trimmed goatee, matching the color of his hair. He was thinner – a lot thinner. He larger and taller than Aster. He had the perfect physic. He was wearing a short sleeved red chambray shirt with dark blue jeans and black boots. His skin was darker now, about the same as Aster's. North had to admit, he was quite handsome. He reached up and stroked his goatee. He smiled a bit. "I think I can get used to this," he finally said.
"Now come quickly!" North boomed, a large grin on his face. "Let us find Sandy!"
They all turned to exit the room, only to find a bewildered, shocked, and very confused Sandy standing at the doorway. His eyes were wide as saucers and his mouth was slightly open. Jack reached down and closed his mouth, laughing when the small man took a step back. To be honest, Sandy hadn't really gone through much of a change, so everyone wasn't really shocked. He was still short and round with golden hair and eyes. His hairstyle was still the same. The only thing different about him was his skin color and his clothing. His skin wasn't golden anymore, but lightly tanned. He was wearing a yellow T-shirt with blue jeans and black sneakers.
"Hey Sandy, you like the new looks?" Jack asked playfully gesturing to all of the guardians. Sandy nodded slowly. "Can you talk?" Sandy shook his head. Jack sighed. "Well, at least one thing hasn't changed."
"What do we do now?" Aster spoke up. They all shared concerned glances with each other. At that very moment, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," North said as he walked out the room. He passed through the fairly sized living room and reached to open the front door. When he opened it, there was a young boy there, dressed in a mail delivery uniform. He had shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. He had an envelope in his hand.
"I have mail for Nicholas St. North," the youngster chirped. He handed the envelope to North, who took it gently. The boy smiled warmly. "It's nice to have new neighbors! I live right down the street with my mom."
"David!" His mother called sweetly. North poked his head out the door and looked at his mother, who was standing in the driveway. She was a tall woman with short brown hair and green eyes. She was wearing a blue V-neck and white capris with yellow sandals. "It's time to go!"
"Coming, mom!" The boy called back. He turned back to North. "Talk to you later! Bye!" He ran back to his mother, who ruffled his hair playfully. The boy giggled and walked with his mom to the next house. North smiled. Children always brought so much joy to him. That's probably one of the reasons why he was chosen to be a guardian.
North closed the door and looked down at the envelope.
To Nicholas St. North
245 Oakbrook St.
Burgess, PA 19121
He turned around and saw everyone sitting on the couches patiently. He came and sat down in a recliner.
"Who's it from?" Toothiana asked.
"I don't know," North replied, stroking his goatee. He carefully tore it open and pulled out the letter inside. He unfolded it and began to read it aloud. Everyone listened intently.
Dear Guardians,
By the time you've read this letter, you all have probably already noticed the changes that have happened. I know this may all seem confusing and a bit frustration – maybe even scary – but I promised that I would never leave you, and I do not go back on my word. There are a lot of things that I still need to explain to you, along with the mission you all must complete while you are mortal. So listen carefully. An enemy is coming, an enemy much stronger and eviler than Pitch. He will do anything to destroy every last glimmer of joy and hope in the world. Nothing will stand in his way. He already destroyed the wonder and belief in adults and adolescents many millennia ago. Now I fear he's seeking out not only the children, but also every guardian and immortal spirit in the world.
I know the children helped you win your last battle, but their belief cannot possibly be enough to defeat this new enemy. Something much more powerful and potent is needed to stop him. Guardians, you need teenagers. They're belief is hundreds of times stronger than a child's. It is so easy for a young child to believe in the guardians, but teenagers need much more convincing. Currently there are no teenage believers anywhere in the world – yet. You can change that! That is your mission. That is why I've made you into teenagers. Reach out to the teens, teach them how to believe. You do not have your powers, so you'll need to figure out other ways to convince them. You need to gain as many believers as you can before the enemy strikes. If you don't…then I fear this whole world may come to an end. My children, you're going to high school!
Sincerely,
Manny
Cliffhanger! Thanks for reading everyone! If y'all have any suggestions for characters or scenes or if you have any other ideas, then just enter them in the comments or PM me. Have a great day!