A/N: okay, my little baby-Bilby's, here's another chappie. Sorry for not updating sooner. The cute but deadly plot-bunnies had attacked me a couple nights back and my parents got really agitated because my mum is allergic to the fluffy little hoppers filled with inspiration. They had to turn off the wireless so I'm terribly sorry for any inconvenience to those who were just about ready to come to my front door with pitchforks and knives demanding that I get another chappie up. Also I thank all those who have reviewed and actually decided to waste precious reading time reading my pathetic excuses and family troubles (Darkblade Country, Lightning Frost, I'm talking to you two awesome people 8D). This is a chapter that with have some random humor to cheer myself up since my parents were really mean to me and we got into a fight. Thanks to all the people who have reviewed i had enough courage to write out this chappie! Could people plz send in some ideas since some of the fuzzy-wuzzy-cutesie-paloopsie plot bunnies decided to take a nap on top of my high-roof fan and it's gonna be a while til I get a creative enough idea, without the help of the plot bunnies, to get those sleeping hoppers off my fan before I turn it on... *turns on fan* hey cool! It worked! 8D. Ok, just because all of my plot bunnies are safe doesn't mean that you don't have to review. I won't continue until I get another 5 reviews. I'm being nice. Some people would wait til they have another 50 reviews until they write a really short chappie not even worth HALF the reviews! DX. Uh-oh! Some plot bunnies decided to go jumping on the top of a really thin TV! Gotta go! :D.
Anna P.O.V. (30 seconds later... XD)
A dark shadow flittered across the edge of my vision. Alex seemed to see it too as she and I both turned to where the shadow silhouette rested. A person stepped out of the shadows, looking nervous. It was a girl with flowy dark brown hair with shiny golden streaks. if I didn't know better, i would have mistaken it for black hair. He had crystal blue eyes with flecks of gold which glowed slightly compared to the dark shadows surrounding her. She was wearing a black cocktail dress with white accents, long hair plaited (like Rupunzel's like from 'tangled' where those little girls do her hair), silver Greek style sandals and the strings went up to mid lower leg, a necklace with the yin and yang symbol stuck together, yin and yang earrings, one yin, the other yang, she wore shiny silver eyeshadow and had long eyelashes.
Alex tensed. I waited, looking expectantly yet curiously at the strange girl who had the exact same facial features (besides the eyes) as me and Alex. "Um... Hi" she said lamely, giving us a small wave. My curiosity intensified. The girl looked only a year or two older than Alex and myself yet she held that innocence you'd find in a small two year old. The kind that would tell you that she was no harm, but, rather, more nervous than us. I waved back. "Hiya!" I replied, smiling widely, showing my bunny teeth and overly large canines along with my sharp looking baby teeth. Alex looked at me weirdly before glancing back at the now fidgeting girl.
"Um... I'm Sam. Samantha Moonlight Magica." She introduced. I felt my emotions go wild. Happiness consumed me the most, though, as the winds from outside grew stronger, faster, and colder. My first power was to be in synch with the elements, the first one being wind.
Alex simply narrowed her eyes, flashing them red in anger and warning. "I thought we were the only ones." She stated simply, my good mood dulling a tad bit. My good mood instantly vanished altogether when the sound of struggling came from Jamie's bedroom. Both me and Alex shared a look before nodding and racing up the stairs, me beating Alex by a millimeter. Alright. I lied. Alex won my a whole meter. You can't really blame me.
I noticed that Sam had followed but I didn't try to stop her. She held the same curious sparkle in her eyes that I sometimes carry. Okay. ALWAYS carry. Happy?
Anyways, on to the story...
We peered into the room in a comical way (one head on top of another. Like those cartoon mystery movies. Scoobydoo would have to be the one I got the idea from! XD). What we saw forced us to tumble on one another. Me, being at the bottom of the head pile-up, was squished the most and I was about to remark on how heavy Alex was when I remembered that Sam was there too and I reminded myself 'at least it's not Alexia' because she was WAY heavier than this. She may have been skinny but her bones were really strong and weighed a TONNE! XD.
When we all finally got up I grabbed a camera from thin air and snapped a picture of Bunny having a good dream. It was about carrots with arms and legs using candy-canes as boa-staffs and were doing karate moves and EVERYTHING! "Awe! This one's a keeper!" I said as the picture printed out. Sam and Alex looked over my shoulder and giggled at the picture. I rolled my eyes and stuffed the picture in my hoodie pocket. I glanced around the room. Sam walked up to North and prodded him with her foot, squeaking slightly and racing to hide behind me when North grunted and twitched. Alex rolled her eyes and made a microphone out of white energy sand. "OI! GET UP THE LOT OF YOU!" She screamed. I panicked slightly before I realized that the noise wouldn't wake aunt Christina because the magic would only be able to be heard by magical people. Everyone jerked up. "I'm awake!" Bunny exclaimed, causing me to giggle. Sam came out from behind me and took a deep breath before meeting everyone's curious gazes. "Okay. I think we should, like, go before the kid-" "Jamie" I interrupted. "Right, Jamie. Um. How about we go before Jamie wakes up." She finished. Alex nodded in approval, I copied her.
"O-Kay. Everryone to sleigh" North said, slightly slurring the words. We all hopped on the sleigh and took off. We failed to notice that one of North's snow globes had been taken, presumably used. Then that's when trouble started. Everyone, besides me, Alex and Sam, fell asleep. What's worse was that neither of us knew how to drive the 'flying death-trap of DOOOOOM!' as bunny liked to call it. I kind of started to believe that was true. All my thoughts were stilled to a complete stop as we crashed into a street-light. Luckily, that was all that was needed in order to wake the sleeping guardians. Hey, that reminds me. "Guys, where's sandy?" I asked in a serious tone to my two newly found sisters who I only just found today... Tonight... WHATEVER!
My siblings looked at me. Sam in confusion as she had probably never heard, met or seen sandy. Alex in an 'I don't know! Why do people keep looking at me when somebody goes missing? It was just that ONE TIME!' Kinda look. And in case you fellow readers were wondering, yes, it is, IN FACT, a facial expression. Don't believe me? Well, too bad! Look it up on google!
I stared back at them in an 'oh, COME ON! You have GOT to be joking!' kinda way before shaking my head and taking off into the sky. There were these black sand horse thing-a-ma-bobs EVERYWHERE! The energy coming off of them was very dark and almost nightmare-ish. The reason I say 'almost' would have to be the fact that I deal with nightmares EVERY-NIGHT and have come to know the energy signature of the scary dreams. "Okay, we're up in the sky, flying. Now what do we do?" I heard Alex scream over the raging battle around us. It was only then that I realised that they had followed me. I thought for a few seconds before spinning around mid-air, a VERY large smile plastered on my face.
"We get weapons." I stated simply. My voice was at its normal level but Alex and Sam seemed to be able to hear me, their expressions said so. "How?" Sam yelled over the battle. My smile turned into a mischievious (mischievous and devious) smirk. One that made Sam bite her lower lip in worry and Alex to smile mischieviously back, as if knowing the devious idea that, so happened, to require the dark sandy material of which the horse-things were made of.
"You see those horse-things made of sand? Or, more precisely, DARK sand?" I said, pointing to the flying horses. Sam nodded, Alex's grin grew twice in size, making her look kinda like a Cheshire Cat. Sam then got the concept and nodded, grinning. "So... What's the plan? How exactly are we gonna extract the sand from those things?" Sam asked. Hmmm... Good question. A horse flew past us. An idea swirled. "This is how!" I said cheerfully. I flew after the the horse the had just past us and within a few seconds I had caught up to it and mounted it while it was still flying. I then realised that improvising would have to be necessary, what with considering the fact that I didn't exactly think this plan out fully. 'Ya know, this would be a lot easier if you stopped acting on impulse and actually think things through, FOR ONCE.' Tori's voice sounded through my head. Gee, GREAT timing. (Note the sarcasm). I rolled my eyes. Thank you so much, you useless horse. Was the thought that crossed my mind, causing me to giggle. That giggle was all it took for me to spark up another idea, not so surprisingly. I clawed a handful of dark sand from the horse's mane and used my mind to shape it into a staff. It looked almost exactly like jack's but where the 'G' part at the top was supposed to be, it just looked like it was cut off and there was a sharp point sticking out from the centre of the top with a hole in the middle, perfect for shooting out blasts of power at the enemy. My smile widened drastically. It looked exactly like the staff I carved at home when I was 12. I didn't even know I had powers till after I carved it and a nature wand, both from fallen branches from the trees that once surrounded my house.
My creative spark, happily, didn't snuff out after I created my beloved staff which was, surprisingly, a chestnut colour with rainbow light coming from the cracks. The spark, instead, grew. It expanded so much that I may have accidentally make it rain. Well, more of a sprinkle. I clawed out another handful of sand and carved it into a bow, no arrows though, the arrows were meant to be from raw energy to pack more of a punch. I then proceeded to snatch yet another handful of sand and form it into dual swords that could connect into each other and fit in the same sheath.
Once all the weapons were made, I jumped off the now-more-aware horse that just now noticed an unwanted passenger and zoomed off back to my sisters who were now surrounded by nightmares. As soon as I got to them I handed the bow to Alex and the dual swords and sheath to Sam. They looked confused. "Raw power for the arrows. They turn into one sword if one hand is injured. This is the staff I carved when I was 12. Any more questions?" I said in a really quick tone, my eyes darting around, trying to find a way out of our current predicament. My sisters simply pointed up. I followed thier gazes and gave them an 'oh, you have GOT to be kidding me!' Look before grinning maniacally and producing a couple of egg bombs from my pockets. Alex looked scandalised. "I doubt he'll notice. He has another dozen, anyways." Alex's look said that she didn't believe me. I shrugged. Too late now! I thought as I looked up again. "Hehehehehe! Boom-boom." I said darkly, throwing the egg bombs up and dragging my sisters down as to avoid the cross-fire should something go wrong.
My sisters screamed thier heads off when I had started to pull them down, I think Sam even covered her eyes with her free hand. Alex just looked like she was gonna kill me if I let her die. I chuckled. The bombs went off.
Now, remember when I said that I was pulling my sisters down to AVOID cross-fire like, say, something BAD happening? Well, I think maybe Tori was right when she said that I REALLY needed to think things through before-hand before something like THIS happens. I bet you all are wondering 'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!' But, FEAR NOT! I'm about to explain... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Ummmmm... What was I meant to explain again? OH! Right. That. Well, see, I didn't exactly think this situation through fully. Because, if I did, I would have seen pitch coming from the shadows and, possibly AVOIDED the capture of not only ME but also my SISTERS.
'I TOLD you so!' Tori said rather obnoxiously just before I lost consciousness.
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Nobody's P.O.V. yet everyone's P.O.V. (This is the part where Sandy dies. I cry every time I watch this part on YouTube so feel free to flame me if you think I'm a heartless monster with no soul cause I won't give a damn.)
"We've got to help Sandy!" Jack bellowed from the sleigh's wing before hopping in, obviously not minding that if he had miscalculated his jump he could have face-planted of some form of cement or rock. "YA!" North bellowed as he cracked the whips, forcing the sleigh to go faster. Jack and the guardians were paying any attention, they would have noticed three girls disappear in a cloud of sand, and Pitch pulling a raw-energy arrow on a bow, taking aim on, you guessed it! Sandy.
The arrow was released. It pierced sandy's heart from behind. Even from a distance you could see Sandy's eyes widen from shock. "NO!" Jack screamed before jumping from the sleigh, the wind carrying him up to stop him from falling. You could hear Pitch cackling from a mile away.
"DON'T FIGHT THE FEAR, LITTLE MAN!" He boomed. He then continued to cackle. Sandy turn to face pitch. Tooth tried to follow Jack in flight but was surrounded by fearlings.
"I'd say 'sweet dreams', but there aren't any left." Pitch said to sandy. Sandy looked worse and worse by the second and had to hold his hands out to stop himself from falling, a gaunt look on his face as grief and guilt filled his heart. Grief for the sadness that he will cause his friends. Guilt as he knew what would happen, should he die. His sand grew dimmer and dimmer by the second.
Jack was just a few yards away from the dying Sandman when sandy stood tall, a brave golden face staring into the eyes of fear, before closing his eyes, embracing death as his entire being was turned into black sand. The residue simply floated away in the wind.
"Sandman" North whispered in horror and sorrow.
"No..." Jack trailed off, slowing ever so slightly as shock consumed his entire being. "NOOOOO!" He bellowed, fixing his pace so that he was faster than before, his staff outstretched, waiting to strike whatever it's user wished. Pitch simply waved his hands and an entire wave of fearlings clumped together, turning themselves into the format of a tidal wave. Jack made an attempt to get away but it was fruitless. It hit jack and wound itself tightly around him. Pitch smiled. 'Two birds with one stone, I like it.' He thought to himself. His musings were cut short when a beam of blue exploded from the ball of moving sand. Just as quickly as it had come, it went. In its trail, an shuddering sound was heard. The blue light explosions and shudders became more rapid until, all of a sudden, blue light shot from Jack's staff. It became so strong that it froze all of the nightmare sand AND knocked Pitch into the air. Pitch looked more alarmed than he should have but the guardians paid no heed as their attention was on the now-unconscious boy who was falling, despite having his staff in his grasp.
"JACK!" North cried in alarm. Tooth zoomed up and caught the semi-conscious boy with a worried look on her face. When tooth placed him on the back of the sleigh, the dizzy winter spirit was jolted awake. He groaned aloud and rubbed the back of his head, the apparent source of the pain. "Jack, how did you do that?" Tooth asked gently, worry still etched deep into her features. "I-I didn't know I could!" Jack said, breathless from the large exertion of energy. The tired and sorrowful group then went through a magical snow globe portal back to the North Pole.
Down in the forest below near a cave tunnel system, Pitch Black stood, an amused smirk on his face. "Finally! Someone to have a little fun." He said, his malice turning more and more into glee as he replayed Sandman's death over and over in his head. His musings were cut short, however, when a whinny was heard behind him. His expression grew soft as he turned around. His prized nightmare, Onyx, was pacing back and forth in a slightly panicked rate as the three people, who she was meant to be guarding, we're waking up. Pitch suddenly felt very guilty. He knew these people. He knew these GIRLS. They were his daughters. He also knew that without the sandman, they wouldn't get good dreams. Unless... Pitch took out a golden box with a gilded sandman slate for the handle. He opened the box, gathered a small handful (careful not to turn it into nightmare sand) and sprinkled a little on each girl. After the task was complete, his fearlings wrapped themselves like a wire around each girl, tying them up. Pitch looked down guiltily. "I'm so sorry Sam, Alex, and Anna. I never meant for you to meet under such conditions. I'm sorry about tying you up, too, but it must be done." He said, guilt and sadness now fully consuming the Nightmare King. "Ohana means family." Sam said out loud suddenly. "Family means nobody gets left behind." Alex continued, this time in a much quieter voice. "All is forgiven." Anna murmured. If you hadn't been listening to the other two triplets then you would have missed it. The words the girls said had warmed the cold and barren heart of Pitch Black. You could clearly see as pitch smiled the first genuine smile since the triplets were 3 years old, when they had to be separated in fear of being taken away by the guardians because of thier parentage. Man in Moon was the one to give them to the world, but in separate places. Those were the places where pitch and his wife, Veronica, sent thier children. Pitch was to look after the eldest while Veronica was to look after the second eldest. The youngest was to be protected by both parents. The younger two to the three were born in different party's of America but moved to other states constantly, always at least two states away from each other. The eldest, however, was born in Australia. In Queensland, to be exact. Where the grass is always green and its always too hot. EVEN IN WINTER. Anna hadn't even seen snow until she came to America because the weather was WAY too hot.
Pitch looked up at the moon. "Why did you do this to them old friend?" He said mournfully, his amber eyes flickering a little before settling on a REALLY dark blue with flecks of gold to show his sorrow at his daughters' situation.
A/N: AWWWWEEEE! So Pitch really DOES have a heart! And look! He even feels guilty about killing Sandy! :D. This seemed like a good place to stop so plz don't kill me for not having a chappie up sooner. I was lacking the randomness and craziness and awesomeness that my two good friends, Darkblade Country and Lightning Frost, usually give me in order to reel in inspiration. Darkblade Country is the Comedian Queen (a person who uses random stuff and makes it funny. you might look at a toaster and just shrug. Darkblade would look at a toaster and have enough inspiration to do an entire story on it! XD. if you need any more help on knowing what a Comedian Queen is then i would HIGHLY DEMAND that you read her stories) and Lightning Frost is a Sweet Soul Setter (or a person who uses thier emotions to write thier chapters which are so moving and beautiful and... If you need anymore help to know what a Sweet Soul Setter is plz go to Lightning Frost's stories because they're REALLY good! I DEMAND YOU READ LIGHTNING FROST'S STORIES JUST AS MUCH AS I DEMAND YOU READ DARKBLADE COUNTRY'S!) 8D.