Me: HI! I'M BACK! Wisdom: Uhhh...What hit me? My head hurts like hell... Me: Supere hit you. Supere: What?! Don't you dare blame this on me! Me: See? She's guilty! Supere: AM NOT! Me: ARE TOO! Supere: AM NOT! Me: ARE TOO! Kindness: While the idiots fight, Golden Feather Ink doesn't own the movie the Rise of the Guardians!
Enjoy, my fellow birds!
~Chapter 8: She saw the Light~
"Hi everyone...liked my little 'present?'"
Came a young voice. "Show yourself!" snarled Bunny, angry that this guy had injured his comrad,"Or are ya too scared to fight?" The shadow chuckled darkly, squinting his eyes at the group. "Oh, far from it Kangaroo...this is just the beginning...if you don't stand down now, you shall face my wrath..." Tooth fluttered toward the shadow threateningly. A cheshire cat grin split across the human-looking shade. "You DON'T stand down?" Nodds and yesses were his answer. "Okay then, have fun surviving these few hours...and try to make all the presents on time, K?" North widened his eyes. He now realized that almost half of the children's presents were badly burnt from the fire. Half of the year's work was gone and he didn't have time to replace them all! The shade dissappeared in a flash, lighting the room in a disturbing orange glow. "This is just the beginning..." echoed Jack,"There's going to be worse trouble than this?" "We weren't ready for this,"whispered Pitch,"And Cupula payed the price..." The Russian glanced down at the cat hybrid in his arms; she seemed to be growing pale from breathing excess amount of smoke. "We have to get Cupula into the emergency room!" And with that, North ran to the emergency room, the others just standing there, pondering on what the winter spirit had said.
In the emergency room, a breathing mask was on the girl's mouth, trying to awaken her. No success. Her heart rate was normal, breathing rate, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The only thing wrong was that SHE WOULN'T WAKE UP. No matter what remedy the yetis tried, it was always the same; no giggling, no laughing, no insane banter. Nothing. Only deep, dull silence. It maddened everyone. Especially Jack. He was the Guardian of Fun for pizza's sake! What do you expect him to do? Not have fun? It was his JOB to have fun! So he made a game..."Hey guys, I have a great idea for a game!" "Jack, there are more important matters to attend to."said Tooth, sulking slightly. Jack frowned,"What are you guys; the Guardians of Sulking? Come on! This game can help Cupula!" Bunny looked at him wearily. "How? You dance around in a tutu and hope that she laughs awake?" "Not really what I was thinking, but that can be arranged. You have to wear the dress though...or Pitch! He's already wearing a dress!" The winter spirit smirked as he saw the tall man glare intensely at him. "It's. A. Robe," the Boogeyman growled out. Jack rolled his eyes, making his grin wider,"Sure it is...now, will you listen to my game?" Sandy made a thumbs up with his dreamsand.
"Okay, you know some people who had amnsesia regain their memories by looking at something familiar or feeling something that they had felt or seen before they had amnesia? It might have the same effect with Cupula!" "And WHY do you think that will work? It sounds ridiculous!" retorted the Pooka. "Think about it! Her body is fine in the inside and outside! Maybe, the smoke is making her mind cloudy and she can't find her way back to reality! All we have to do is guide Cupula back with something she remembers!" All of them admitted it made sense; they've seen people who had breathed in a lot of smoke and was dizzy and drunk if they were concious. All of them went to work finding objects that they knew Cupula liked.
When they came back, Tooth was holding a cookie, Jack was holding the elf she had been hugging when she first came there, Pitch was holding a soup, Bunny had some sand, and North and Sandy brought nothing; they didn't know what else the hybrid liked. They all tried to to wake her up with the items, but to no success; she wasn't guided back. All of them slumped their shoulders and decided to wait until the Nightmare King got an idea. "Hey, I know how to guide her back!"
~LINE BREAK~ (Cupula's POV)
I was stuck. Purple fog was clustered around me, stopping my visibility at three feet. I didn't know what to do; everytime a stepped foward, the fog shoved me backward. I tried to take a step backward, only to be pushed foward. It was like a prison, an internal prison. Yeah, I knew I was unconcious. I kept on smelling soup and cookies and felt the silky touch of Sahara desert sand, but, I couldn't move towards it. My mind wouldn't allow it. It was saying 'It's a trap, it's a trap, you're much safer here' and I had to listen to it. I was alone.
I suddenly felt a warm blast of wind blow all around me, scattering the fog everywhere. I saw a door far off, where the fog had hidden it. One word passed through my mind; freedom. I started to run toward it. When I arrived, I paused. What if it's just another mind game? I haven't thought of that before...oh, well. I grasped the handle and tugged the door open. A bright light consumed my vision, blinding me again. This time though, it burned my eyes to look at it. "Ah! MY EYES!" I screamed as I rolled back, shielding them. "Hello Sleeping Beauty,"snickered Jack,"Have ya seen the light?" I glared hazely up to him. "YES AND IT BURNS!"
Little did I know that Pitch was chuckling far off. "Oh, revenge is sweet!"
~END OF CHAPTER 8~
