A/N As always, I own only my two RotG OCs, Haley O' Eve and Mabella Amour. The rest, being the characters and mentioned plot of the movie, are owned by Dreamworks and William Joyce.

Devilgirl123: We'll see in this chapter ;)

Mocarela: I read the first book, but I barely remember it. It seems to draw a bit of inspiration from Warriors, which is a big series detailing feral cats in separate packs. It has one of the biggest fandoms, and it's a pretty good book series. It'd definitely make a great movie/TV series.

No kidding. I once had a mini-nightmare with Freddy Krueger, and it was kinda scary, but I didn't wake up screaming though.

Thanks :) I might have a moment like that where Pitch talks about his past to Haley.

No, the scars for the costume aren't scary-looking. I'm just saying I'm not sure how hard they'll be to make with the scar wax and whatnot. I tend to have trouble with things sticking to me, like fake fingernails are always falling off of my own, no matter how much glue and pressure I use. So I'm not sure how good the scar wax will stick to my face. If I find an easy tutorial and/or method, I may add the scars. The Grovyle costume actually took months to make, and was kinda expensive. Plus, when I put it on to take the pictures, I was sweating and panting in the mask alone.


Chapter 6

Pitch's eyes widened in shock. Of course, he knew Spanish, and could understand what Haley had said: she was pregnant. With his child.

"Pitch?" Haley looked up at him, holding her breath. "Say something."

"…How?" He asked numbly.

"Must I remind you—"

"Haley, please, this isn't really the time for jokes." He let her back on the floor, and they both stood up. "What I mean is since we're basically immortal, there isn't really any need for us to…reproduce."

"I know." She nodded. The extremely emotional part of her brain screamed that he wasn't happy, but the logical part won over, telling her that he was being logical, and not against her pregnancy. "I don't know how it happened either, but it happened."

"…Somewhat ironic that the baby was conceived on Valentine's Day." Pitch chuckled lightly.

"So…you're not upset?"

"Upset? Why on earth would I be upset?"

"You don't seem to like chil—"

"Children don't like me." He pointed out. "But since your little Burgess Group, or whatever you call them, seem to be taking a liking to me, I've somewhat changed my views about children. Besides, they, and a very rare select few adults, are literally the only things keeping us alive."

Haley nodded in agreement. "Well, according to my calculations, in November, we'll have our own child." She laid a paw on her stomach. On the surface, she didn't look very different, as she was always somewhat chubby from eating sweets nearly everyday. But when she pressed her paws against her stomach, Haley could feel that it felt a bit firmer.

Pitch laid his hand on Haley's paw, smiling. She smiled back. No words needed to be spoken.


Several weeks later, around the very beginning of May, a comet flew over Earth, flashing brightly for a brief moment. Even though no one saw the flash, the Guardian Stone, which was what the Man in the Moon used to communicate with the Guardians, began flashing for a few minutes. One of the yetis saw it, and alerted North. The Russian Guardian of Wonder called the other Guardians, including Haley and Mabella, to his Workshop.

Haley and Pitch had arrived first. The former had brought a few chocolate-covered peanut butter cups she had made herself to eat. Mabella and Bunnymund arrived afterwards. Haley thanked Mabella for her advice while Pitch was avoiding her, and thanked Bunnymund for setting him straight and not killing him. "You look beautiful, Haley," The love spirit said. "Your fur looks thicker and glossier. You're almost éclatant. [glowing]"

"Gracias." Haley smiled, licking the melted chocolate off of her paws.

Tooth flew in, immediately frowning when she saw Haley's snack. She began lecturing her about eating candy daily. "Por favor, Tooth, I am not in the mood for lectures." Haley frowned.

"Is Pitch still—"

"I'm right here." Pitch said.

"I'm just in a somewhat tense mood." The Halloween cat said.

Before Tooth could ask why, Jack and Sandy flew in. The Guardian of Fun, raised an eyebrow at Haley. "Um…why the peanut butter cups?"

"It's just a snack," Haley said, eating another. "I've been kind of craving them."

"…But Fuzzy, I thought you hated peanut butter."

"Yeah, you told me once you hated peanut butter too, Kit." Bunnymund agreed.

Haley's ears tilted in realization. She had no way to explain why she was eating, much less craving, a food she didn't like. She glanced at Pitch, who briefly shrugged his shoulders; he didn't have an excuse for either.

Before anyone could say anything else, North stepped in. "Ah, hello, fellow Guardians!" He said jollily. He sniffed the air and asked, "Do I smell peanut butter?"

"Why are we here, North?" Pitch asked.

"Last night, Man in Moon sent a prophetic comet."

"A what?" Mabella asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Sometimes the Man in the Moon sends prophecies in the form of comets." Bunnymund explained.

"Come, gather around the Guardian Stone." North said, leading everyone to the tall blue stone.

"Are we getting a new Guardian?" Tooth wondered out loud.

"Haley deserves to be one." Jack remarked.

Bunnymund and Pitch nodded in agreement. "I haven't discovered my purpose though." Haley pointed out, eating another peanut butter cup.

"Haley? I thought you hated peanut butter." North said.

Before she could say anything in return, the stone glowed brightly, and in dark-blue lettering, a few sentences formed in the stone:

Created on the Day of Love,
From the Keeper of All Hallow's Eve,
By the King of Fear, born on the first day of the eleventh month.
And on the annual day of his birth,
He will raise the spirits of the past,
So that they may be reunited with their love ones once again.

The spirits and Guardians, save for Haley and Pitch, glanced among each other in confusion. Haley's ears bent back slightly, eyes widening, and backed away. Pitch watched her in confusion. North gave her a knowing look.

"I don't think it's talking about a new Guardian." Jack said.

"Gee, ya think?" Bunnymund asked.

"But it's talking about something, or someone," Tooth pointed out. "It mentioned a he twice."

"'Created on the Day of Love,'" Mabella reread. "So, whoever it is was conceived on Valentine's Day, and will be born on the first day of November."

"What does 'by the King of Fear' mean?" Bunnymund asked.

"Perhaps it means Pitch?" The love spirit suggested. "Meaning he helped conceive the subject of la prophétie? [the prophecy?]"

"'From the Keeper of All Hallow's Eve.' Didn't Halloween used to be called 'All Hallow's Eve'?" Jack asked.

"Yes," Tooth nodded. "And the only 'Keeper' is Haley."

Bunnymund nodded in agreement, holding a finger to his chin. "So that means…" Everyone turned to look at Haley and Pitch.

"…Eh-heh, I suppose I have some explaining to do." Haley smiled meekly.


A/N This chapter was gonna be shorter. I was originally gonna end it after the prophecy was read, but it seemed a bit short for my taste, so I added the rest in. I think it turned out better in the end.

I'm trying to kinda mix cat and human pregnancies for Haley, because while she's still a cat, she's somewhat human as well. In doing a little cat research, I read that pregnant females do sometimes experience morning sickness. Plus, instead of a couple months, as kinda implied, Haley's pregnancy will last for about nine months.

If you know me, you'll know I'm allergic to nuts, so I've never tasted peanut butter. I HAVE tasted soybutter (made from soybeans) which my mom and others say tastes the same as peanut butter. I personally like it. I thought it'd be interesting that Haley would be craving and eating something she normally hates. When coming up with something, peanut butter immediately came to mind.

And so the prophecy comes to light.