Ghost – Chapter 2
Jack and Molly arrived at the North Pole. The ride was bumpy and yet again, Jack also crash landed on the ground. Molly, politely, bit back laughter. She immediately recognised she was in Santa's famous workshop and gazed around in amazement. It really was real. She wished she'd never stopped believing. But she had, once she'd started her first year at middle school. Now she believed again, because all of it was real.
The winter spirit nudged her on the shoulder. "Impressive, huh?"
Molly was speechless.
"Look, he's back." They heard a man's Russian voice speak; laughing and jolly. Surprisingly, it was Santa Claus.
"Yeah, and 'e brought company with him." The next voice was Australian and it was a rabbit – a really huge rabbit.
"Hold on!" The final one was girly and female. "Hi." Molly suddenly jerked back. A bright coloured half human-half hummingbird hovered in front of the dead teen. Most of her feathers were as green as grass and blue like the sky. Her wings were the same colour. She noticed Molly seemed uncomfortable. Well, her personal space had been invaded. "Sorry." The hummingbird-human girl gasped. "Molly!"
"H-Have we met?" Molly turned to Jack for answers. "H-How does she know my name?"
Jack simply just laughed. "That's Toothiana – Tooth as we know her. She's the Tooth Fairy and Guardian of Memories."
"I'm Bunnymund." The Australian rabbit stepped forward. He was bigger than Molly had first thought. He towered over Jack and Tooth as well as her. "And that's the Sandman." Bunny gestured to a small golden man. "We tend to call him Sandy." He looked back at Molly. "Guessing you've gathered who Jack and North are."
Molly nodded. "Yeah." She put her hood down, revealing her fringe and un-tucking the rest of her long brunette hair; that was tied back in a low ponytail. She smiled weakly, although inside, she was incredibly nervous. The Guardians noticed this.
"What's the matter?" Tooth asked sweetly. She placed her hand gently on Molly's shoulder. Then, she gasped and pulled away. "Molly, you're freezing." Tooth shot a glare at Jack. Jack held his hands up innocently. He clearly wasn't the reason as to why Molly was so cold.
"She ain't a winter spirit too, is she?" Bunny asked.
"No," Molly answered, "I'm not like that."
"What the heck is it then?" Bunny queried.
"She's a spirit. But it seems Man in Moon may have made her something more," North said.
"He means I'm dead," Molly finished.
Kind of like me, Jack thought to himself.
"Crikey," Bunny muttered.
Silence stretched throughout the workshop. Molly sighed and strolled slowly to the window. She just gazed out, staring at nothing; lost in thought. She buried her face in her hands, concealing her emotions in vain. A single tear slipped from her eye. She forgot the dead could cry. Jack approached her slowly. Molly looked at him and spoke.
"I-I'm fine. I-I'm sorry. But I'm afraid I'll never find out why I died. I wish I knew what had happened to me."
"Maybe one day you'll find out," Jack said gently.
Tooth fluttered over. "We can help you. Memories are contained in the teeth I collect. Somewhere at my palace, your infant teeth are there. We can look for them, Molly. We can find your memories."
She felt a little more reassured. Molly gave a weak smile. "Thanks." She and Tooth approached the others. North, Bunny and Jack gave her a look of hope and encouragement. North threw another magic portal in the air, and it opened. Molly and Tooth approached it.
"Good luck," Jack said smiling.
The girls stepped through. They appeared in Tooth's palace. The buildings were pink with pretty patterns carved on the walls.
"Come on, this way," Tooth called. Molly dashed after her frantically. The baby tooth fairies watched in curiosity. Eventually, Molly and Tooth found the room, where all the children's infant teeth were kept. "It's in here." Tooth unlocked the doors; revealing the room's interior. It was huge. Towers of golden tooth boxes stretched almost to infinity.
"Wow." Molly was practically speechless. "We better find my memories." She spoke hopefully.
They scanned the towers, searching high and low; in any order they could think of. Finally they came to a shelf. Molly Saunders was engraved neatly above it in glittering gold lettering. This was it. Molly would soon remember how she died. The excitement of finding out bubbled inside her body. Tooth flew up next to her.
"Well, go on," the fairy encouraged. Molly peered at the shelf. Suddenly, shock struck her.
"Uh…Tooth?"
Tooth realised something was wrong. "What is it? Molly, what's wrong?"
"My baby teeth. T-They're not here."
