Author's note:Hello everybody! I'm so glad you guys like it! It's been hard trying to find people who like Rise Of the Guardians as much as I do ._. So I thank you for being there :) sooooooo..I've been running low on ideas..(because half of my creative brain power is going to my books that I am writing XD) so I may not post often. BUT, I am working on chapter 6 and it's turning out well :) Saving the best for last! I hope you guys enjoy :)
Clare figited in her seat as the Guardians began to fight. "You let Pitch do what?" "She's fine! It was just a bit of water! What harm is it?" "Jack, it could of been more than just water." "But it was! Pitch chickened out when Clare began showing signs of being able to kick his-" "Jack! You have already made it to top of naughty list, lets try to make it the bottom."
Clare was growing nervous at everybody's attack on Jack. "Guys?" She called out, but nobody listened. Jack was growing tired of the blames being stacked on top of him. His saphire eyes grew glassy as he sighed. Clare's anger began to boil. "GUYS." She yelled at the top of her lungs. The room grew silent as the windows rattled from the shaken wind. It was as if the wind itself was scared and warning the gaurdians to quiet down.
They all turned to her in anger, but it faded away to shock. Bunnymund drew his ears back when he realized she was almost eye level with him. North noticed the soft and inocent carmel eyes she once had were replaced with serious and strong green ones. Tooth began to question what had happened to her since her clothing had changed, her dress now reached her wrists and her chins. The braided carmel hair was now unbraided and nearly pitch black. "Enough." She hissed. Bunnymund chuckled playfully with a hint of nervousness in his voice. "Why? It was Jack's fault your in this heck of a mess." He added. Clare narrowed her eyes. The glare sent shivers down Bunny's spine. "It was never Jack's fault, it was Pitch's." She repiled. The Guardians looked at her strangly. "You seem different Clare." North commented. The angry expression faded from her as she looked down at herself. Clare sumbled back in suprise. "Wh-What's going on?..." She questioned. Jack and Tooth looked at each other. "Come on." Jack sighed nodding his head to the door. Clare sighed nervously as she followed him out the window. Tooth followed as the rest of the guardians stayed behind...
Clare starred at her baby teeth in shock. The picture of a girl with dark brown eyes and pitch black hair labeled the set of teeth. Clares eyes bubbled with tears as she stared at Jack, who was looking down at the floor in sorrow and almost regret. "You...you LIED?!!" She screamed in his face. Jack flinched, as if he wer being scolded by his mother. Somehow Clare had gone back to her normal size and he was eye level again with her. He looked at her with pleading eyes. "Clare...I never ever ment this to hurt you-" He said while putting his hands on her shoulders. She pushed him back in fustration. "You think I care? You lied Jack, we never lie to each other, NEVER!" She tried to yell, but it came out as a sob instead. Jack's eyes grew glassy as he looked at her. She began to sob. Jack sighed and hugged her. She tried to push away but his grip was to strong for her. She cried on his shoulder as he stroked her head. "I'm so sorry Clare...I'm sorry." He choked out of his building sob. After Clare had stopped crying, she finally pulled away and looked down at her teeth. Jack looked at them with her. She grabbed his hand and held it tight. "I want my brother to see this as well." She finally spoke. Jack nodded as she opened the golden container. She saw herself, like in her dream; in a purple dress and dark hair. She was running, running... into the arms of a man. Jack squeezed her hand as he saw. She now knew who it was...
Pitch Black.