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Chapter 10

Echo's POV

I dragged Sophie over to my tree and touched the trunk. Willow carved itself into the trunk and I furrowed my brow, but I didn't have enough time to think about that right now. My tree reached out its energy and I did the same and I asked the tree to protect Sophie and Jamie without thinking or speaking a word. It's like what Accalia and I do. We don't need words, but we are used to talking in our own languages so we use the universal language that we both know.

The drooping, flowering branches of my willow reached down and scooped up Jamie and Sophie and held them to keep them safe. Just as I had requested. She –my willow- could have refused, but we are the same, my willow, Accalia and myself. So naturally, my willow accepted and Accalia stood guard at the base.

I turned around and tackled bunny, who currently had Pitch pinned against a tree. I honestly hadn't looked first. I could be about to get stabbed by the beautiful fairy with the golden daggers strapped to her waist –I am naturally very observant, mind you-, but I didn't really care. The good thing? Kangaroo looked surprised, as I was barely 5'2.

I got up and barked "STOP!" Every mini-fairy, nightmare, and immortal stopped what they were doing and dropped their weapons. I smirked.

I glare at the Guardians, Pitch, and any creature that dared to meet my gaze. Precisely, no one.

Smirk.

Pitch and Kangaroo were on the ground, Pitch because Kangaroo dropped him when I shoved him, and Kangaroo because- well. I just explained that. Sophie and Jamie looked baffled.

"You guys need to grow up! Seriously! Quit the trying to murder each other thing. You," I pointed to the Guardians, "represent joy, wonder, hope, fun, etc., am I right? Well, none of those would exist without fear, anger, nightmares, and whatever opposite you can think of. Without Pitch scaring the crap out of kids, none of you would be believed in because that stuff would just be ordinary! Nothing to guard against! You wouldn't exist! You," I spun around and pointed to a smug-looking Pitch, "stop trying to kill them and take over the world and ya dee ya dee ya. I already explained to them that you need each other. It's like ying and yang. Without the one, there can't be another. Stop trying to control Pitch and Pitch stop trying to control the world and everything will be… whatever you like! Sunshine and rainbows or shadows or anything! You guys have already messed up the balance, "faces Guardians, "by trying to control Pitch! If you try to control each other, you mess up the balance. I hate to say this because I will sound like Gandhi or something, but you can coexist. Gandhi is great and all, but… coexist. That word is just so… eck. And he uses it a lot. Why would you use that word? Its so…. Bleeeckkk… But seriously, and I know it'll be hard to take me seriously after my coexist rant, but stop trying to kill each other and continue to go about your business."

I started to walk away, but then I turned back and said "Oh! This isn't me picking a side. There aren't any sides to pick. Correct?"

Kangaroo started to protest, but a glared at him, lightning dancing over my skin, the skies darkening and my eyes turning yellow with streaks of silver.

Kangaroo shut up.

I smiled, got Jamie and Sophie down from the tree and told them if they got on Accalia's back I could take them home in time for dinner.

Jamie grinned and scrambled on, and Sophie lifted her arms up so I could lift her up and place her on Accalia's back.

The look on Jamie's face when we teleported was worth the fear that I would lose my best friend and all of the Guardians because of what I did. I looked to the Moon after Jamie and Sophie had hugged me and ran inside. I whispered with uneasiness shifting in my belly "I hope you were right. I hope it was worth it."

If it wasn't, well…. I person can only be broken so many times I thought as I fingered the bandages that covered my awful scars. The bandages that no one noticed because I didn't want them to. Not even Pitch. If they knew what those bandages covered, the horrible gashes and burns from the base of my fingers to my elbow… I don't want to know what would happen.

What happened to Echo? I might explain in the next chapter through random flashbacks from triggers and all, and why she doesn't remember her past. but first... i needa get at least 5 reviews! if you wanna read another chapter, you have to review! Seriously! I'll keep writing, but without reviews i won't post!

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