Ya Just Gotta Have a Little Faith Chapter 9, a rise of the guardians fanfic

Chapter 9

As we all stood on a high rooftop in Beijing, China, I reminded everyone of the rules.

"Alright, whoever gets the most teeth wins," I said.

Jack smirked. "And what does the winner get from you?" he asked.

I gave him a sly grin. "Depends on the winner. And don't forget, I'm gonna be in this, too."

Tooth handed us each a tooth bag, and smiled brightly. "Everyone ready? Let's go!"

And with that, we zoomed off. I laughed at the bantering I could hear going on between Jack and Bunny, but then I distanced myself from everyone and turned on my mp3 as I started up a good song to get the air of competition going on, singing with the harsh rap lyrics.

"Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse."

"Till I collapse I'm spilling these raps long as you feel 'em
Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killing them
'Cause when I am not then I'ma stop penning 'em
And I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts when I'm stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hawk venom.
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop.
Amoxacilin is just not real enough.
The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners.
You're coming with me, feel it or not
You're gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock
Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzing up?
For sizzle my whizzle this is the plot, listen up;
You bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a fuck!"

"Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps.
I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps.
I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse."

"Music is like magic; there's a certain feeling you get
When you're real and you spit and people are feeling your shit.
This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold onto it
'Cause you may never get it again.
So while you're in it, try to get as much shit as you can
And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end.
'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half this shit that gets in.
I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in.
It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from OutKast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me.
But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy,
So when I'm not put on this list the shit does not offend me.
That's why you see me walk around like nothing's bothering me;
Even though half you people got a fucking problem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you've got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me."

"Soon as a verse starts, I eat it at MC's heart
What is he thinking? How not to go against me? Smart.
And it's absurd how people hang on every word.
I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth, that would be the death of me first.
'Cause in my heart of hearts, I know nothing could ever be worse.
That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse.
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I'm an addict;
I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers.
But I don't want to go forth and back in constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers.
So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching at them
The track is on some battling raps who want some static.
'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters
A plaque of platinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest."

"Until the roof, until the roof,
The roof comes off, the roof comes off,
Until my legs, until my legs
Give out from underneath me.
I will not fall,
I will stand tall,
Feels like no one can beat me."

As I flew in and out of bedrooms, I let the song's rhythm and beat control my speed and my attentiveness. I kept singing intense, competitive music as we went from continent to continent, and I was so into my songs that the wind didn't take as much out of me as before.

Pretty soon, we all met up in NYC and I hid my very large tooth sack behind a chimney. I saw that the boys had their sacks pretty full by now, but mine was still bigger.

"Wow! You guys collect teeth and leave gifts as fast as my fairies!" said Tooth in a bubbly voice.

The guys' expressions went blank and I facepalmed. "Really, guys? You forgot to leave gifts? Even I left them something."

"Oh yeah? What'd you leave them?" asked Bunny, his tone challenging.

I gave him a feral grin and held up one of Tooth's old portable coin depositors. "I nabbed it before we left; and it even has different coins for each different currency, too~!"

"Yes; Skye asked me if she could borrow it for tonight!" said Tooth with a grin.

They all winced as they realized their mistake and I laughed, grabbing my large tooth sack.

"Well, then, Imma just go and head to the Western states now," I said, showing off my sack.

"How the-?" asked Jack, but I cut him off.

"Don't wait up, Jacky~," I said, winking and playfully blowing him a kiss. Then, the wind picked me up and led me West.

I went all the way from California and Washington back to Pennsylvania; Burgess, to be exact. There was one tooth that I wanted to grab: Jamie's.

When I got there, though, I saw that Jack and Tooth had already arrived. I set my tooth sack on the ground, seeing as it was getting far too heavy for me to carry anymore, and then swooped into the window.

"Sup?" I asked with a grin.

Tooth looked up from Jamie's sleeping face and smiled at me. "Skye! There you are!"

"Where were you?" asked Jack.

"Oh, Cali, Nevada, Kansas, all over the place, really," I said. I grinned as I looked at Tooth's hand.

"So, Jack, did you tell Toothy here just how Jamie lost that tooth?" I asked innocently.

"Shut up," he said playfully, mock-punching my arm.

Tooth giggled. "Thanks, guys. I really appreciate you two helping out. I really wish I could do the same for your memories," she added, frowning a little.

I waved her off. "Eh, I have my memories. And the ones I don't have . . . Well, I'm fine without them," I said, smiling a little sadly. "Besides, I feel bad for you being surrounded by all that testosterone. It's a wonder you haven't already maimed Bunny or North yet," I added, giggling.

She giggled as well and Jack smirked. "Well, let's just get you taken care of first, Tooth. And then it's Pitch's turn."

North then tried to wedge his way in through the window. "Here you are," he said, grunting. Once he was inside, Sandy floated in after him. "What gives, slowpokes?" he asked.

"North, shush!" I whispered.

She smiled sheepishly, then looked at Tooth. "How are you feeling, Toothy?" he asked in a whisper.

"Believed in!" she said brightly.

He chuckled. "That's what I want to hear!" he whispered.

Bunny then popped up from one of his tunnels right behind me and I moved aside.

"Oh, I see how it is," he said, hopping out of the hole. "Work together to make sure the rabbit gets last place."

"Shh!" we hissed, pointing to Jamie's sleeping figure.

"You think I need help to beat a bunny?" asked Jack, taking out his bag of teeth. "Check it out, Peter Cottontail."

"You call that a bag of choppers?" asked Bunny with a smirk. He held up his own larger bag. "That's a bag of choppers."

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, this is about Tooth, not the competition," said North. "But for the record . . . I win!" he added, dropping his even larger bag on the floor.

I smirked. "Nuh uh. Look out the window and tell me that that bag down there isn't almost as tall as me," I said.

They all looked, and then they turned to me with gaping mouths and wide eyes. I fluttered my eyelashes at them.

"I think I win~ . . ." I said innocently. "And Toothiana is still here, which is really what matters. Shame on the lot of you for trying to sabotage each other," I added, shaking my finger at them.

"How in the bloomin' blazes did you even carry that?!" asked Bunny, forgetting to be quiet.

All of a sudden, a flashlight beam shined right in North's eyes.

"Shit. You woke him up, Cottontail," I sighed.

Jamie gaped at them. "Santa Clause," he breathed before moving the light over the others. "The Easter Bunny . . . the Sandman . . . the Tooth Fairy!" he cried. "I knew you'd come!"

"Surprise! We came, heh," said Tooth a little awkwardly.

"He can see us?" asked Jack, looking hopeful.

I bit my lip and sighed as Bunny said, "Most of us . . ."

I took Jack's hand as he looked down, giving it a quick squeeze. "Hey, just have a little faith," I murmured so only he would hear. "Your day will come; believe me."

"And you?" he asked in a tone as quiet as mine.

I gave him a light smile. "As long as you're happy, I'm fine with the hand I've been dealt," I replied.

"Shh, guys, he's still awake," said Tooth. Jamie shined the light at her and she raised a hand to block it from her eyes.

"Sandy, knock him out," said Bunny.

The short, golden man pounded his fist and I gaped before saying, "Sandy! Not that way! The sand, you baka!"

He gave me a sheepish smile and started to form a sand ball, but Jamie's greyhound came out of nowhere and started growling at Aster. His whiskers twitched a little, and I could tell he was trying not to run away. I had to bite back a slight grin at his expression.

"No, stop! What are you doing, Abbey? That's the Easter Bunny! DOWN!" said Jamie, trying to pull her back.

"Alright, alright, nobody panic," said Bunny, holding a paw out in front of him. I could tell he was only saying that so he himself wouldn't panic.

"Uhm, Aster, you do know that that's a greyhound, right?" I asked.

"Do you know what greyhounds do to rabbits?" asked Jack with a smirk.

"They don't put a fake rabbit ahead of them in greyhound races for nothing, you know," I added.

"I think it's pretty safe; she's never met a rabbit like me," he said, trying to get his confidence up. "Six foot one, nerves of steel, master of Tai Chi and-"

He was interrupted by Jamie's alarm clock going off (courtesy of Jack) and making Abbey lunge at him. "CRIKEY!"

He and Abbey ran around the room, and I went to the safest place I could think of: Jamie's closet. I hid in there and left the door open a crack so I could see what was going on.

Pretty soon, Dream Sand was going everywhere and people, and animals, were knocked out. Bones were above Abbey's head, carrots over Bunny's, candy canes over North's, and teeth were over Tooth's and Baby Tooth's.

I sighed and exited the closet as the carrots from Bunny's dream grabbed the candy canes from North's and began dancing with them.

"Oh, I really wish I had a camera right now!" whispered Jack, lightly chewing on his finger as he grinned.

I snickered. "Yeah . . . But really, though, try not to scare Bunny like that again," I said, giving him a smirk. "The poor Pooka nearly shit himself. Am I right, Sandy?"

The short man smiled and shook his head in an exasperated manner. He then looked past us and his eyes widened.

Shit . . . the NightMares! Pitch! No way in HELL am I letting Sandy die! Even though he'd still come back, but NO! I won't let them go through losing him! I vowed to myself.

Jack turned and saw the NightMares as they flew off. He grabbed my hand and pulled me outside with him.

"Come on, Sandy!" called Jack. "We can find Pitch!"

We chased after the NightMares, and Sandy caught up to us a few seconds later, riding a golden cloud of Dream Sand.

Jack laughed and a dog barked at us as we flew by. I gripped my katana's hilt and drew it, watching the moonlight glint off of the blade.

"Pitch is gonna be begging for mercy when I'm done with him," I said darkly. "Damn creep practically stripped me with his eyes last time he saw me . . ."

Jack ceased laughing and growled lightly. "I know. I won't let him get to you, Skye, I promise."

His words made me blush lightly and my heart jumped a little in my chest. Oh shit . . . god . . . no, this can't be what I think it is . . .

My thoughts were cut off as we split up. Jack and I chased one NightMare while Sandy went after the other one. We followed it on top of a building, and Jack shot it with an ice blast as it jumped up to the tall roof next to us.

"Haha! I got it!" cheered Jack.

I rolled my eyes and followed him as he went up to inspect it. I knelt down to look at it as well.

"Almost reminds me of a vampire horse I saw on deviantArt one time," I said.

"Sandy! Hey, Sandy, did you see that?" called Jack. He came over and poked it with the end of his staff. "Look at this thing," he murmured.

"Frost? Skye?"

We turned around sharply to see Pitch standing there. Jack moved me behind him and tried to freeze the Shadow-walker, but disappeared.

"You know, for neutral parties, you two seem to spend a lot of time with those weirdos," said Pitch conversationally from another roof above us.

"This isn't your fight, Jack, Skye," he finished.

"You made it my fight when you stole those teeth!" said Jack, pointing his staff up at him.

"And thus it also became mine," I said, gripping my katana. "No one fucks with my friends, asshole."

He sighed and gave me a smile. "Again, I'm loving your fiery attitude, Skye~ . . . And the teeth? Why would you care about the teeth, Frost?" questioned Pitch.

A golden glow appeared behind him, and he turned only to see Sandy and jump about ten feet away before composing himself. "Now this is who I'm looking for . . ."

I watched in great amusement as Sandy proceeded to lash out at him with his Dream Sand whips, ducking when Pitch brought out his scythe.

Soon, though, Sandy had Pitch at his mercy and was tossing him up, down, and all over the place. He then threw him down into the street. I let out a loud laugh and joined Jack as he flew up to stand beside Sandy.

"Damn, Sandy. You have as bad a temper as I do," I chuckled. "And I'm bloody half Scotch. That's saying something."

"Remind me never to get on your bad side," said Jack, smirking at the short man. "Or your's," he added, grinning at me.

I giggled and jumped down to the street where Pitch was lying, recalling that this was when things started going bad. Jack and Sandy landed next to me and Pitch scrambled to get up.

"Okay, easy, you can't blame me for trying, Sandy," he said, scooting back. I rolled my eyes and he went on. "You don't know what it's like to be weak, and hated, and it was stupid of me to mess with your dreams," he said, standing up.

"So I'll tell you what," he concluded, his tone dark, "you can have them back."

and with that, black sand spewed out of a manhole cover, and faint whinnies and neighs surrounded us in echos. NightMares came out of the woodwork, it seemed, and surrounded us in black droves. The three of us stood back to back to back, and I pursed my lips.

"I'll take the left, Sandy takes the right, and you take the center?" suggested Jack.

"Done deal," I said, readying my katana.

Pitch rode in front of me and smirked. "Boo."

And with that, the NightMares attacked. I sliced a few as I heard the sleigh from overhead, and I grinned.

"Looks like reinforcements have arrived," I called, cutting down a few more NightMares.

Sandy then grabbed Jack and I, shooting up into the sky like a golden firework and letting us go to take the fight in the air.

This gave me a wider range of mobility, and I made sure to stay near the Master of Dreams so I could try and prevent his temporary death. I saw Tooth, North, Bunny, and Jack all fighting the onslaught, but I had to cut my perusal short when a dozen NightMares rushed at me.

"Aw, hell no!" I said, slicing through them. I let the wind assist me in my movements, cutting down as many shadow creatures as I could.

I then looked up to see Sandy surrounded by a large ring of Nightmare Sand, and I paled when I saw Pitch standing slightly above him.

"SANDY!" I cried, rushing forward.

But I was too late.

Time seemed to slow down as I saw the black arrow hit its mark in Sandy's back, but when time started again, I found my voice.

"NO!" cried Jack and I in unison.

We both rushed towards the wounded Master of Dreams, letting the wind carry us. I felt the tears going down my face as I flew at Jack's side.

"Don't fight the fear, little man!" taunted Pitch.

I saw the black sand envelope Sandy, and then . . . no more touch of gold. None at all.

"No!" I cried.

"Sandy!" yelled Jack.

My grief, guilt, and rage washed over me like ice water, and I felt something inside me snap.

I let out a fierce roar, and in the back of my mind, I realized that it sounded much like one of the dragons on my body. Jack growled as well, and when Pitch took notice of us rushing at him, he sent his Nightmare sand at us in a large wave.

Jack staggered back a bit in surprise, but I kept going. As the black sand went to envelope us like it had Sandy, time once again slowed down for me.

I could see Jack sparking and glowing with white blue like in my peripheral vision, but what caught my attention was the odd, silvery glow coming from my dragon tattoos.

They glowed brighter, and I let out a fierce, dragon-like roar once more. At this, my tattoos literally flew of of my skin, still glowing silver and growing in size as all three of them rushed at the wave of black sand alongside Jack's large ice beam.

Both Jack's ice and my dragons hit Pitch dead in the chest, and I gave a feral grin as i watched him plummet.

Then, I closed my eyes and felt myself falling . . .

~ 3rd P.o.V ~

Jack watched in surprise as The Nightmare Sand disintegrated and Skye's dragon tattoos morphed back onto her skin. When he went to ask her how she did such a thing, he felt woozy and began to plummet alongside his best friend.

He weakly reached his hand out for her's, and he grabbed it before the sleigh caught them. They landed with a thud, and Skye groaned a bit in her unconscious state.

"Jack, ho-how did you two do that?" asked Tooth.

"I didn't . . . I didn't even know I could," he said. He looked down at Skye's sleeping face, which was resting on Bunny's lap. "I . . . I had no idea Skye could either . . ."

Jack took a few breaths and righted himself. As he sat up, he took Skye and placed her on his lap while letting her katana rest on the floor of the sleigh. He laid her head on his shoulder, holding her princess-style.

She whimpered and nuzzled closer to him, her warm breath dancing on his chilly skin.

He felt his cheeks turn a light blue, but held her a little tighter as North tossed another snow globe to open a portal to the North Pole.

Yay, updates. Wanted to make this one as good as I could get it. I'll start on the next one pronto ^_^