It was nearly impossible to describe.
Mikka launched herself out of the sleigh with Sandman, but landed catlike on her feet on the shingled roof of one of the houses across the street from the temple. Immediately, she sent herself to work on the nearest monsters. Dragons the colour of midnight black snarled and snapped at her, coiling and striking. Though they didn't get very far under her white dust touch.
But this wouldn't last long and Mikka knew it, Jack knew it, and apparently so did the monsters.
Gradually, the beasts accumulated themselves around her, switching to overpowering her in numbers instead of abilities, Jack sensed this. Just as he was about jump over the edge to save her, Sandman got there first. Furiously, he hurled balls of golden sand at the creatures, each monster reverting to a pile of gold sand.
And then one stray ball hit Mikka.
For a brief moment, she was very still. Then her white symbols slowly turned gold and melded together, golden sand swirling around her until she could no longer be seen for Jack's view in the sleigh. Freaking out, he jumped out, stopping suddenly when he saw the tornado of sand move towards the temple. The closer it got, the more a form started to emerge from it.
It was Mikka, but different.
Instead of the wool sweater and pants she had worn, she was now in a knee-length golden dress that sparkled every time it swished between her legs, now with a length of gold fabric coiled around them, ending in gladiator sandals. The top part was started with a chinese-style collar, a corset middle outlining her curvy form. Her irises, now golden like her dress, were fixed dead on the black monstrosity tearing apart the temple. She leapt off the edge of the roof, flying across on a cloud of golden sand.
Just like Sandy, Jack thought.
When she landed, she reached into her sleeveless arms reached back and whipped forward, now with golden whips in her hands.
Just like Sandy . . .
Mikka sent those whips viciously, bit by bit changing all that black sand back to its golden glory.
Just like - Oh my gosh, she's another Sandy!
At this time, everyone thought this was the perfect time to take action. Sandy was fighting side by side with Mikka, providing double the punch. As the Easter Bunny unleashed his boomerang, Santa hunting down with his deadly blades, the Tooth Fairy with her powerful fairy magic, and Jack twirling and striking with his icy staff.
Without warning, Mikka surging forward, vaulted and flipped over the Pitch's minions, start to the heart of the problem.
Staring in horror, Jack watched as Mikka dove into the epicenter of the darkness. 1,2, 3 minutes. Then something pulsed. Then it happened again.
And again, brighter.
Out of nowhere, it exploded. The darkness dispelled by an immense golden light. In that split second, it was so bright that all the guardians had to look away, then a pillar of golden dream sand rocketed into the sky. Just as fast it went up, it curved and came down, zipping through the dark creatures, destroying them one by one. This time, they did not come back.
Once all the creatures had been dissipated, Mikka landed lightly before the other guardians, the sand spinning slower and slower until it dropped to the ground. Everyone stayed where they stood, not daring to say the first word.
The Easter Bunny started clapping his hands. "Well, you've definitely proved your worth on the team. And may I say, good idea Sandy, whatever . . .that was." Whatever that was indeed, Santa thought privately to himself. Mikka, still in Sandman-mode, smiled faintly at the Easter Bunny, "Thank you, but I'm not quite sure what happened myself."
Wordlessly, they filed into the sleigh, still thinking about the recent events.
The Tooth Fairy suddenly had a revelation.
That is why, you have been given this righteous soul, only wanting goodness, with the ability to wield your powers should you chose it. . . .
