Bunny charged, quick and fast. He chose to ignore the blood seeping into his fur on his feet. Tooth and North would get Jack out of there.
Sure enough, Tooth was zooming until she turned into a blur to Jack's side and North was running while taking off his red coat.
Sandy stood still, watching furiously at Jacqueline, who at the moment, was cackling as she stared at the blood coating her hands.
Yep, defiantly creepy.
Bunny whipped out his boomerangs and Sandy his whips before the charged.
Tooth was muttering to herself as she kneeled down in front of the hunched over the fallen boy. His eyes were screwed shut and his arms were wrapped around his abdomen. She decided to ignore the red stain on his arms.
"Look at me. Open your eyes and look at me." She commanded, although the effect was ruined at how teary-eyed she was getting.
North arrived at her side, draping the coat flat on the ice before gently picking him up under the arms and knees and sliding him on.
"Tooth," He stopped to look her in the eye. "I need you stay calm and help me remove his Hoodie."
She took a breath to compose herself but nodded nonetheless. She fluttered over to Jack's other side and grasp the end.
Both Tooth and North stopped when they heard a moan. Both eyes flickered to the boy's fluttering eyelids.
He opened his very blue eyes.
Bunny flung the boomerang at Jacqueline. She snapped out of her trance and brought her leg up in a crescent kick as a wall of ice formed halfway around her.
"Tricks. You always play Tricks. Pills. Tricks." She muttered in a confused state. Her mind felt scattered as she stared at her red hands.
She no longer felt the previous felt...guilty?
No, no. She was doing this for him. He had to learn that the pills never worked and that it was wrong to play tricks.
Was she? Was she truly doing this for him, or was she doing this for herself?
"Red's such a pretty color." She mumbled, freezing another one of the Easter Kangaroo's eggs before it even got close to her.
Her happiness from earlier soared when she heard the familiar sound of something freezing and the hard thunk of a boomerang hitting the ice.
She heard the australian Kangaroo growl to himself now that he was weaponless, and let herself a little smirk.
Sandy lashed out with a whip, the true battle was finally beginning.
North hushed Tooth as she nearly screamed with surprise. Jack was moaning and staring lifelessly ahead at the clouds.
North tooth the oppurtunity to sit the young boy up so part of his back was supported by each of their arms.
"Jack," He spoke firmly. Jack turned his blue eyes slowly on the elder, as if he moved to fast he would fall unconscious. Eventually two blue pairs of eyes met each other.
"I am going to need to remove this hoodie, okay? This will hurt." North slowly told him, like he was talking with a baby.
It looked like it was taking a lot of effort, but Jack managed a tiniest of nods.
North eyes connected with Tooth. She was nearly panicking, and will probably in the near future.
She nodded, and they stuck their hands up Jack's hoodie and pushed up.
Sandy narrowed his eyes dangerously. He was never one for getting angry, but this was different. She stabbed one of their own, and that was unforgivable to Sandy.
Bunny was ahead running after his boomerang, long ago ran out of egg bombs. Even Sandy knew that it would take a while to defrost.
He cracked his whip, facing Jacqueline. She seem careful not to wipe away the blood smeared on her hands.
She eyed him strangely before forming an ice axe out of mid-air. Jack possessed the same abilities, so maybe they shared the same power source.
What Sandy didn't know, was that it was a whole lot more to that.
Sandy snapped his whip so suddenly, it was a blur. Jacqueline responded even faster and blocked the blow.
It would be tough, but Sandy didn't carry the invisible burdens weighing on her shoulders. He also didn't carry the sense of guilt she hasn't felt in centuries.
Jack screamed, loud. It wasn't high and girly like you would expect from someone his build, or deep and masculine. It was a nice middle. And Tooth totally wasn't admiring his molars or anything….
With the hoodie now ripped off and lying on the ice, she finally got the full extent of his injuries.
The wording on his chest was still there, but so was a new wound. A gaping blood filled hole near the left of abdomen.
Tooth tried to look courageous for Jack, but the look disappeared when Jack's head rolled back into the crook of her shoulder, unconscious once again.
"W-We need to stop the bleeding;" She rambled. "He'll bleed out at this rate!"
North shifted himself closer, pressing part of the coat into the wound. He was quite fond of the color red, but now felt happier than ever when the red coat blocked out how much he was bleeding. But at the same time, he felt worried not knowing how much he was bleeding out.
"Take a hold of the cloth and hold it tight." He muttered to her, standing up. "I'm going to be searching for some bandaids."
Tooth nodded, looking scare, but still nodded. She positioned Jack so that he laid in a slump position with his head still in the crook of her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair, reminding her of what her mother used to do for her when she was scared or tired.
Jamie was frozen on the clutched Sophie's hand so hard she was beginning to lose feeling in her arm.
"Jam?" She asked the life of her, she couldn't figure what was bothering him so much.
Santa Claus pushed onward, his face grim. The wizard slowed himself to a stop..
"So this is how you failed me!?" The woman screamed, rising from her throne with a flourish. She smiled cruelly at him before disappearing completely and reappearing right behind him.
Pitch knew she was the goddess of illusions for a reason.
"So tell me,' She hissed in his ear. ' Where is the girl?'
"I don't know!" Pitch all but nearly shouted as she racked her fingernails against his spine.
'Where's the boy?' She hissed again.
Pitch stiffened oh so slightly, but it was enough for her. She taped Pitch's forehead as he fell asleep in to sweet oblivion. If she didn't have the power source returned by dawn…
The woman, muttering about the 'twins', her long blonde hair flowing about behind them.
No mortal or immortal would ever expect Katia to be trustable.
Yay! New OC!
God i am so tired I fell asleep writing this! And I hate writing fight scenes! GAH!
Cat Lunanoff: I think you can't get any more twisted than her at the moment.
Ninuhuju: I don't even know what I'm writing any more ;)
yoyi: Thanks! That's actually really nice of you.
lilwritergirl52: Yes, i think she is. If it weren't for the fact he not allowed by her to come with fifty meters of another spirit, she would be livid XD
treehugger: The only way a spirit can die is by either losing believers, magical ways, or undoing the transformation process.
Xion5: I have plans for this story, and you can thank yourself because if it wasn't for your begging I might have killed Jack off. Thanks! XD
SaiyanPrincess: It was a normal christmas, got Rise of the Guardians on blue ray though. And we were freezing our butts of this close to the arctic circle!
TheNarrowPath: Don't tell me what to do, girl! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians.