Well I am Death None Can Excel

by DWAR

What if their was a being that surpassed the power of the Man In the Moon? And what if this being was displeased with the nature of the Guardian's victory over Pitch Black? For a world filled with only wonder and light is just as dangerous as a world filled with only fear. To maintain the balance, one must coexist with the other.

4. Ice Cold Hands Taking Hold of Me

Though he knew his fellow guardian's largely poked fun of his trouble sensing belly, North had never doubted in its ability to warn him from danger, and had over the years come to identify what all the sensations meant.

If it rumbled, and he had already eaten, that meant that some child was close to losing their ability to look at the world in wonder. That particular feeling had been quite a normal occurrence during the 20th century, what with humanity's penchant to spread suffering across the globe, but thankfully he had experienced nothing similar to his 6 years of tummy troubles for the past 7 decades.

If his belly experienced a stabbing sensation, that meant that some child was in danger of no longer believing him long before they were ready. That particular feeling had intense during the last struggle against Pitch, but thanks to the aid of their new fellow guardian, the boogey man had been defeated and the stabbing sensation had gone away

But the most troublesome feeling his belly ever experienced, for he had rarely felt it during the course of his existence, was the sensation that something was eating him from the inside out, and that was the sensation that was currently coursing through him at this very moment.

But before the tattooed toymaker could begin to wonder what had caused this feeling, Phil burst through his workroom doors with a worried expression on his face.

"What is it Phil? Is their a problem with the globe"?

Frowning as the large yeti shook his head, North's troubled expression grew tenfold as he was presented with Bunny's version of his distress signal.

While lacking the same majestic artistry of his northern lights, the offered egg was nonetheless served as a useful means of communication. If he was presented with a blue egg that looked like an elf had practiced their artistic skills upon it, then he knew that Bunny was inviting them for a party. If the egg was green, it meant that he needed help with his Easter hunts, usually by adding a bit of wonder to the children as they sought their prize.

But the color of this egg was different.

For as the Guardian of hope, only one color could be used to signal his distress. So it was with a wide eyed expression that he accepted the solid black egg with the solemnity it deserved.

Sparing only a moment to wonder what could have caused Bunny to feel worried enough to send him this egg, North was soon barreling out his door to find the tools he felt where needed for this situation.

His swords, and a magic snow globe.

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Its short I know. But writers block, life, and other stories have snagged my attention :)

Merry Christmas everyone, hope to upload some time soon in the new year.