Sometime during the Dark Ages...
The Duskwalker felt the shift in the air before it saw them.
The Guardians.
It had just got done scaring a few children that were now huddled around a fire. When it felt the charge in the air and it smiled as it turned to face one of the Guardians.
The Pixie King looked at them.
North had both of his sabers pointed towards the large Pixie. No jolly smile, Dusk thought to itself, no rosy cheeks. How disappointing, it decided as it readied itself for a fight.
The Pixie didn't see the two boomerangs, instead it heard them, and it leapt into the air. And dove straight for Bunny. Too quickly, the Pooka barely dodged being slammed into the ground.
Bunny saw the Pixie King leap back into the air and flew up into the sky. And he stared up at the shrinking form of the Spirit. Bunny thought, that for a fleeting moment, he had seen the haunted look on the Pixie's face and sorrow in its eyes.
Toothina flew past the Pooka, effectively shaking him out of his thoughts. She quickly followed the Duskwalker into the sky, and only had seen it before it slammed into her. She saw white, barely heard Bunny and North call out her name, and she could feel that she was falling. Then something grabbed her and she felt herself gently laid down on the ground. She heard buzzing and saw unusually large green eyes, before it was gone.
As Bunny found where Tooth had landed, the Pixie buzzed overhead and slammed into Sandy. The Pooka cringed as he felt a shockwave of power, and he noticed Dusk flying off backwards and falling.
Then the Pixie vanished.
"Tooth," Bunny asked as North ran up. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," She answered. "Dusk caught me and saved me from hitting the ground."
"Ah, come on lass," Bunny said dismissively. "It attacked you, why would it then stop your fall?"
"But Dusk did," Tooth said.
"But why?" North questioned.
The Duskwalker landed in a cave. It stared out of the opening, as the pain in one of its wings was too much. The Sandman, it thought to itself, once again punished the Pixie for terrorizing another child. But Dusk knew that Pitch wanted the fear, and had threatened to kill one of its many pixies, if the Pixie King didn't cause the loss of belief in the Guardians.
Dusk narrowed its green eyes. That didn't stop the Pixie from secretly helping the Guardians.
It remembered as it slammed into the Fairy, a once buried memory of playing with Moonbeams. And it wanted that joy again.
Dusk vowed at that moment, that if that chance came to it, that it would leap into it-with all if its being.
Present day...
"Why aren't the lights going out?!" Pitch asked angrily.
A Nightmare nieghed and the Nightmare King narrowed his eyes.
"They're collecting teeth?!"
The Fairies suddenly started chirping in excitement, irritating the dark man and started giving him a headache.
"Shut up!" Pitch yelled up at them. "Or I'll stuff you all into a pillow!"
Pitch then looked back onto the globe. He scowled as he realized his problem. Story was generally still weak and wasn't the issue, Pitch figured. No, the problem was the Sandman.
He could just hear Story's laughter, mocking his stupidity.
"Fine," Pitch said to no one. He formed a little sand figure as he imagined Tsar Lunar standing in front of him. "Have your hurrah. But I will win this war."
Okay, I hope that you like this short. Also I'm getting the feeling that you guys are thinking that I'm only posting after you review- an hijacking. This is not the case. Your reviews actually are telling me to "hurry up and get posting another chappie!" Lol. So, I hope that you enjoy this chapter.