Hey guys!

Okay there's this new story about another spirit like mine and I'd just like to ask you guys to leave it be, the story is completely different from mine and I don't want to be responsible for someone bullying anyone else. P.s No I am not going to tell you the name of the story or the author.

P.P.s: yay! chap 10 is here!

Anyway, I own nothing but Clover and please review; I always like to hear what you guys think.

Sandy was pretty sure that he had a heart attack.

He stood in her bedroom, expecting to see a rather upset spirit, or at least Clover trying to get past him in order to beat the living chocolate out of the rather insulting bunny. But instead, she was gone.

It was strange, when you walk into someone's room when they're gone, as if the light they brought into their living space disappeared as soon as they left. Clover wasn't any different, every flower, book and practically every sand particle that made up the room just seemed gray without her.

The sand spirit was now sitting as his table, his friends watching him awkwardly as he tried to label exactly what he was feeling at the moment. Anger towards bunny, sure and worry for the now lone Clover wondering across the world, yep completely there. But there was something else...

"Sandy..." The Guardian looked over at the Tooth Fairy, wondering exactly what look he must have had on his face while she spoke, her own expression one of complete worry, which was immediately shared with the other spirit as she spoke.

"My fairies have reported that there have been recent earthquakes across America and the last they saw of Clover she was..."

Sandy didn't say anything in response; he just sat there, this new feeling disappearing as worry and an immediate need for action taking the wheel as he turned to North.

I need to find her, can you help me?

North nodded once and they both got up to leave, Tooth following them as they walked towards the door. Bunny, who since having heard that Clover had heard everything he had said had remained wisely silent, quickly ran towards the leaving group, determined to say something, anything that could help him feel better for what he did.

"Sandy wait, I'm sorry, I didn't know she was listening and even then, I shouldn't have said that, please forgive me." Sandy said nothing, not bothering to turn around as he knew that Bunny could perfectly well see the figures above his head.

It's not me you need to apologize to.

With that the group was gone leaving a suddenly determined Bunny to set himself strait in Sandy's and Clover's eyes. He quickly tapped his foot on the ground twice and threw himself down the new hole.

I slept for what must have been a while since when I opened my eyes; the world in front of me was covered in darkness. I groaned pitifully for a few seconds as I began to move my limbs, each muscle screaming out in equal pain due to my fortunate idea of falling asleep on top of a rock.

As I sat up I briefly remembered the events of yesterday and groaned, knowing that Sandy or worse yet, the Bunny were seriously going to really shred me a new one for running of like that, though to be fair if it is the Bunny that does it I'll have a few choice words and punches to throw at him while he does so.

Anyway, as soon as I was able to move around without wincing, I began to move myself towards the entrance of the cave, figuring that it was time for me to return back to Sandy's as the Guardians, and hopefully Sandy himself, would not be there, giving me the perfect opportunity to fall asleep again on an actual comfortable surface.

However as I searched through the dark for the familiar feeling of the branches I had placed at the entrance I instead only felt more rocks, and the occasional splinter of wood and shredded leaf. Feeling more frightened I continued on my completely blind search for the exit out of what was once a perfectly sized cave that had somehow over the last few seconds, become my hypothetical tomb.

I continued to scramble around on the floor when I heard a familiar sound, not quite sure if it was just me I quickly stopped my own oxygen intake for a moment, listening intently through the dark and my own terrified heartbeat. I nearly felt my very soul jump out of me when I heard the noise again, my fear only escalating as I was able to label it.

Breathing. Someone else was here, but where?

I stood up from my crouched place on the floor, still listening intently as I quickly pretended that I was still searching for the exit, my heart beating louder and louder in my ears, yet somehow the breathing of the other was still capable of being heard.

Bitter and heated tears of fright managed to squeeze their way out of my eyes as I was still holding my breath, only letting go every once in a while as the need to supply myself with oxygen became apparent, I was too frightened to make even the smallest of noise, as if even the slightest action would entice the other person to attack.

My pretend act of continuing to look for a way out was interrupted when I felt the familiar feeling of air across the back of my neck, the hairs that collected their collectively standing on end as I turned around, not quite sure how it would help me, but convinced not to let this person, whoever it was, out of my not-really-helpful-but-still-good-for-metaphor's sight. It was at this point I decided it best to stop pretending that I hadn't noticed them and spoke out into the black, not really caring exactly how high pitched or frightened I may have sounded at that moment.

"Who are you? What do you want?" I whispered softly, as if the very sound of my voice would cause the stranger to snap. But instead of an attack or any kind of verbal answer in the form of words, all I heard was a laugh, it was short and unimaginative, but yet it still held the right amount of volume that it bounced of the cave walls and echoed for quite a while longer, giving me the impression that this cave was not as small as I first thought, but still did nothing for my sudden claustrophobia.

"Where are you?" I whispered again, my ears wincing at the sudden sound, having gotten use to the impending silence once again. And again for my efforts I received no answer other than a short curt laugh; this laugh however, was different. It wasn't quite filled with the same amount of sadistic humour like the last one, this one had a touch of something else, I couldn't quite name what it was but it certainly did effect me enough to send me back a couple of paces, right into a solid object that I was sure wasn't there a few moments ago. The solid object that was currently holding me upright and supporting me from falling on the floor and crying like a frightened child, laughed. I screamed and backed away from it, a sudden hand on my shoulder from behind me freezing me in place.

"Stop it, leave me alone!" I cried, by this point truly frightened beyond belief as the hand let go of my shoulder and practically disappeared altogether, along with the breathing, the laughter, everything.

And I was left alone, again.

Once again I wasn't sure how much time had passed since the strange person had ultimately left my senses, leaving me to sit on the rock I had be sleeping on and think on a way out.

The entrance before was obviously blocked by some sort of earthquake or erosion that had taken place while I slept. While I congratulated myself on even the possibility of sleeping through such a phenomenon, I was also kind of angry since you know, impeding death of lack of oxygen and starvation, you know the usual.

It was during my little pondering that I suddenly felt the ground start to feel different, as if it were sinking rather slowly, freaking out I slowly stood up and went to walk over to the other side of the cave, but by that point it was too late and the floor collapsed from under me, sending me tumbling down a vertical tunnel for what must have felt like forever, with every tumble and scratch feeling at least twenty times as worse as it might have done usually.

Eventually though the rough n tumble ride of possible death had to end at some point and it did so. The tunnel entered into another one, but first you'd have to crash through the mess of roots that I was currently tumbling towards at a rather fast speed.

I landed on them, my weight apparently not just enough to immediately, but enough to start loosening them from their place, I tried not to move as I waited for the rest of my fall, my head facing directly upwards, giving me a good view of exactly how far I had fallen.

Maybe I was hallucinating thanks to the recent hundred blows to the head I had received due to my recent fall, but at the very opening of the tunnel I had just fallen through, there was a sort of, silhouette in the darkness, the unmistakable fear inducing white of their eyes and teeth in the dark leaving only one conclusion on who it could be, on who it was that was with me in the darkness of that cave, that could have attacked me at any point yet for some reason, decided to laugh.

"Pitch." I whispered, or at least tried to as it instead came out as some form of strangled gasp instead, my breath now lost on me, but not because of the recent beating my lungs had taken and unfortunately as the roots started to give under my weight, would continue to receive.

Finally the roots gave away and I continued to fall, the silhouette having disappeared by this point as I crashed through the dirt and roots. I was lucky enough not to reach the ground a second later than I did as one of the longest, now untangled roots managed to re-tangle itself around my neck, causing me to suddenly stop in my descent just as my back first felt the floor of the new tunnel, I immediately struggled onto my knees as I attempted to somehow free my neck from the slowly tightening root.

"Hello?" I turn quickly to the sound of the voice, attempting to scream out for help only to be silenced by the twisted root. So I sat there for a few frightened seconds, one half of me praying that whoever the voice was would come this way and find me, the other half praying even harder that I wouldn't be strangled to death by the time they did.

However things started growing darker for me as I fell back onto the ground, black spots appeared in my vision with the root had practically started strangling the consciousness out of me, my last thoughts hoping to god that whoever this was, wasn't Pitch again.

Footsteps began to echo closer to my ears as a shadow from around the corner of the tunnel began to form...

Sandy was currently flying through the skies on North's sleigh, not looking anywhere but at the ground below, as if Clover would magically fly out in front of him and apologize for leaving, again.

The Sand Guardian wasn't sure why, but he really hated seeing her leaving in the mornings with that strange frost spirit, maybe it might have been because of what Pitch did all those years ago, maybe not. But he knew that he couldn't stand the thought of his friend being out on her own, anything could happen.

"Sandy, we'll find her." Tooth said seriously, her hand squeezing his shoulder, Sandy didn't say anything but nodded, not looking back for even a moment. The golden spirit was pretty sure that he use to want nothing more than for her to pay attention to him like she was now, yet for some reason, he no longer cared. He just wanted to find Clover.

"She's right Sandy, Clover cannot have gone far." North didn't look back as he spoke either, more than determined to concentrate on flying his sleigh so Sandy could find his friend. Sandy nodded again in response not looking back from the ground below as something shined up in the light.

There! Go down there! The figures on the top of his head moved quickly to compensate for shouting, which Tooth was already doing as North quickly flew the sleigh down to the shining light, Sandy being the first to go and see what it was, hoping and praying that it would be Clover, or at least something of hers.

The light lead the frantic spirit to a collapsed cave near a cliff that lead straight to the ocean. Sandy looked over at the source of the light, his heart both plummeting in fear and rising in hope as he picked up the only object that had ever meant the most to Clover, the only thing that he had always seen her with that she would never leave behind.

Her pot.

Tooth and North crashed through the trees, seeing the pot and the rather confused Sandy, they immediately turned to the collapsed cave, the only real possibility being that she was in there, or at least ...she was.

We need to go down there, she could be hurt. Tooth nodded in agreement with the Sand guardian as she and North quickly started pulling the fallen rocks out of the way of the entrance, worry for this strange girl that both of them didn't know somehow seeping into their system as they helped their friend.

Eventually the rest of the rocks fell apart on their own, revealing a sadly empty cave with and a rather large hole leading further down. Sandy floated in and looked through the darkness, his golden skin fighting through the dark, revealing its secrets.

There seemed to be nothing around, But Sandy was never one to leave something be, and inspected every rock and root that existed there before finally looking down the tunnel, his heart leaping through his chest as he saw what was waiting down the bottom. He floated down to the bottom and picked the small scrap of green cloth of on the ground, knowing immediately that it was hers.

"Sandy? What did you find? Erm Sandy...North can't fit down the hole so you're going to have to come up here...and it's really dark." Tooth's voice echoed down the tunnel and was immediately answered by Sandy quickly floating up to them, the figures on his head spanning about a mile a second but luckily were somehow slow enough for them to understand.

Thank you for your help but I need to find her and I know she's down here somewhere, I'll see you later. With that he was gone; having completely threw himself down the hole. Tooth watched him leave and smiled gesturing for North to follow her as they went outside.

"I think he's got this North." She said simply as North tried to convince the fairy spirit that they should help Sandy find his friend. They both walked back to the sleigh, somehow knowing that Sandy would find his friend.

Sandy flew quickly through the tunnel, noticing only for a moment how easily he remembered them before continuing on, not at all really shocked when he ended up in the Easter Bunny's burrow. He continued on his little speeding quest to find Cover as he passed many of the groups of eggs and large stones, being very careful to dodge the large boulders at the right time.

Eventually he came across the leader of the burrow, who was standing over another unconscious spirit. Immediately recognising an uncurious Clover when he saw one he immediately floated into the room, Bunny having noticed Sandy a long time before hand spoke, not taking his eyes of the sleeping girl.

"I found her unconscious and nearly strangled to death by a root, apparently she fell all the way down a nearby tunnel that lead to my burrow, she's fine and breathing now with a few bumps and scratches, but when I found her she wouldn't stop talking in her sleep bout some shadowy guy coming to get her."

Sandy nodded once and frowned at the deep red mark on her neck that only seemed to get bigger with time. He moved forwards, his hand briefly touching her forehead before pulling back, her temperature soaring high to a fever.

The Sand spirit didn't look back at Bunny as he quickly picked up the sleeping Clover bridal style, the very image of the sand guardian holding Clover in such a way would have most assuredly caused the young teen to break into hysterics but this moment he seemed far too serious in the first place that she probably wouldn't have bothered.

"Please when she wakes up, can you tell her I'm sorry?" Bunny asked seriously, unable to take the thought that Clover could have gotten hurt because of his words, Sandy however shocked him by shaking his head, the figures above his head confirming what the other guardian needed to do.

I already told you that you'd have to apologize to her, come to my house later when she's awake and you can apologize then, oh and Bunny. The Guardian of Hope waited for what the serious faced Sandy had to say, but was again surprised when he smiled warmly.

Thank you for helping her.

With that Sandy carried the unconscious Clover out of the Burrow and through the tunnels, all the way back to the cave entrance, the light of the setting sun flashing on Clover's face, not waking her, but sadly supplying enough light for the small man to see the damage the fall of the tunnel must have done to her. He gently swiped some of the long red hair out of her face and frowned, feeling as though he had let her down again.

He walked her back to the sleigh and without a word to his friends, gently laid her down in the back, content just to watch her sleep while North flew them home where she could rest.