A/N: It has been quite a while, and I am so sorry for that! Aside from this, I made a wattpad account, also by the name of Aku hai, with a story already up I wrote a while ago. If you're interested, you are all free to check it out! Enjoy!
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North blinked, and looked at his fellow Guardians, then looked back to Pitch.
"Okay, go ahead."
Pitch looked at them, taken aback by their surprising answer, "What? Really? Why?" The Easter Bunny looked at him passively, "Not really big fans of 'em. You can do away with them. . ." "YOU WILL GET US DOWN NOW YOU ASSHOLES!", George screamed at the top of his lungs. Pitch grinned, "Oh this is perfect. Front row seats to see the Guardians break their own oaths! Okay . . . alright . . . I'm going to kill them now . . .like right now. . . right about . . ." By now, Jack had left Mikka to the hands of the Tooth Fairy, he looked sternly at the other Guardians, "You guys , what do you think Mikka will think?" "Fiiiiiinnnnne, but that doesn't mean we have to like it.", the Easter Bunny sighed. Pitch seized this opportunity, "Ha! Now I really will kill them, just to crush your morale!" Not able to read the situation, the dark spirit transformed the head of his staff into the onyx blade of a scythe, positioned a centimeter away from the necks of his two hostages.
"Please put them down."
Out of nowhere, an arrow whistled through the air. A blur of green and pink streaked the sky for a moment, and then an arrow with emerald-coloured tail feathers and topaz arrowhead embedded itself into the Pitch's blade. Cracks splayed from the point of impact, but everyone's attention was turned to the mysterious sharpshooter.
Mikka lifted the bow once more, warning Pitch in a deathly calm voice, "That is a warning. Put the humans down or the next blow will be fatal." For not the first time that day, Pitch's face was contorted in shock, then contempt, "Yes the next blow will be fatal, but not for me!" Throwing all his focus into the attack, he dropped Valyre and George, sending a huge mass of black sand flying at Mikka. The girl dodged, pivoted, and leapt into the air.
The funny thing was her feet didn't touch the ground.
North pointed to the sky, "Look!" The Guardians, the parents, and Henry looked to the sky.
Mikka didn't look she'd passed out this time. Far from it.
Thin, translucent petals of pink, white, and a brilliant bright green were twisting and swirling around her form. From the ground, it looked like a tornado of tropical colours. The Guardians knew better, but that didn't make them any less astonished.
The tornado tightened and changed shape. turning into a colourful, swirling silhouette of a girl holding a bow, a quiver slung across her back. For a brief moment, all was silent as the figure arched her back, and wings gradually protruded from her back. There was a faint sound of twigs snapping, then the shell of colour shattered, revealing the person concealed inside. Mikka was gliding down toward Pitch. Her hair loosely tied in a braid with a baby pink ribbon, her eyes were a kaleidoscope of colours, a web of swirls and petals around her left eye . She was now wearing a sleeveless knee length dress that ballooned slightly at the waist. The top park was a series of scales, shining green and hot pink, with the hint on azure blue, like that of a hummingbird's. The skirt was a series of silk on silk pinched up in the middle at the front, chartreuse over lavender, showing an intricate pink lace in the middle.
Just like Tooth . . . . , Jack thought.
Very pale blue ballet shoes with lace running up the calves landed lightly on the ground before the creature of nightmares, seemingly fragile glittering wings of a butterfly slowly stop flapping. Mikka looked Pitch dead in the eye, "You asked for it."
Just like Tooth . . .
Pitch Black glowered at this . . .this human who dared to do such an insolent act., "You abomination, what . . . what are you?!" That's when he remembered, how could he forget? This was the same girl who had cornered him last time, but then she had resembled more of North, not this disgusting pixie form. Did she have different forms, could she change into them at will? He wasn't planning on finding out. He snarled, "Not me, you. Let's see if these to scream as I kill them!" On his mass of black dream sand, he made the tentacle launch Valyre and George 10 metres into the air, then positioned his scythe beneath them. Mikka launched herself into the air like a bullet, speeding to catch the two of them.
Just like . . . oh my gosh!
Tooth Fairy hollered, "Let's go get me a hankering of some butt- kicking!" With that she zipped away, overjoyed at the fact that finally Mikka was using her mode. North sighed, "Well, we can't let the girls have all the fun. As men, we need to show them who are the real fighters!" (North grew up in an era a long, long, long time ago.) Bellowing with all his might, North charged into the havoc unfolding. Jack and the Easter Bunny looked at each other, shrugged, then followed North's example. Jack flew up on wind to better asses the situation.
He found it very hard to take his eyes off Mikka.
As a girl power duo, Mikka and the Tooth Fairy went straight for Pitch. Pitch created hellish dinosaurs from his sand, relentlessly sending pterodactyls at the annoying buzzing creatures trying to scratch him. Together, Mikka shot an arrow , then the Tooth Fairy would hurl fairy dust at it, making a gold light pulse around it as it found it's mark. This assault continued at different angles and heights, slowly bringing down Pitch's defenses. It was beautiful, like two birds, gracefully dancing.
The other Guardians were holding out. Jack grudgingly took his eyes away, and flew down. North and the Easter Bunny were drawing the other dinosaurs into a circle around them. The Easter turned his head up and called out to Jack, "Jack! Now! Frost 'em!" The boy knew exactly what to do, he pointed his staff at the circle of prehistoric beasts, and blasted them with a jet stream of trademark freezing snow. In less than three seconds, the animals froze in a ring around the Easter Bunny and North. "It's like some twisted wax museum, creepy. Let's break it!", The Easter Bunny whispered to North. With no more than a grunt, North lashed out with his swords. With the Easter Bunny's boomerang cleaving the other half of the circle, they made quick work of Pitch's minions.
Just in time to hear an undulating screech echoing across throughout the whole area.
Up above, the Tooth Fairy let out an anmozon warrior cry, "AIEEEAIEEEAIIEEEAIEEEAIEEE! You are going dooowwwwn!" It seemed evident that the Tooth Fairy was really riled up, itching to take a good whack at this pain in the butt.
Pitch was offended, down right insulted, had he really seemed so weak that they send to girls to defeat. "Big words for a little person. All bark, no bite!", Pitch hissed as he violently formed a large hammer out of the black sand, smashing it down on the Tooth Fairy. Only with a flash of surprise on her face, the Tooth Fairy crashed into the ground, hard.
There was a tremendous BOOM! and the Easter Bunny pointed to the immense crater that had suddenly appeared, "Look!" The Tooth Fairy was inside, barely conscious, struggling to get up. Her right wing was bent at an ugly and unnatural angle.
Pitch licked his lips, pleased, "Time for the finisher!" He lifted the hammer again, and propelled it downward. The Tooth Fairy closed her eyes, a tear trickled down, Perhaps I really am weak after all . . .
"TOOTH!"
The hammer never reached the Tooth Fairy, but there was a shadow above her. The fairy looked up, and smiled. Of course. She felt like laughing with joy.
It was Mikka.
She was pushing the hammer up from beneath it, gritting her teeth, "You're not weak." The Tooth Fairy replied with sarcasm, "Oh really? In one strike, I've been hit and . . . .and I don't think I can fly again." Mikka grunted, continuing to push up, but craned her neck around to look at the wounded Guardian, 'If you really were weak, would the Man in the Moon have chosen you, to be a Guardian?" The fairy's eyes widened, speechless. Mikka turned her head back to the hammer, "I'm going to show you . . .just how powerful you really are. RaaaAAAHHHH!"
She pushed the hammer up, higher and higher, a rainbow of light and energy building up and swirling around her arms.
From above, Pitch was struggling to force the hammer down, still wondering why it was coming up in the first place. Part of the sand heaved and separated, showing a glimpse of rainbow light beneath. Pitch clenched his teeth, No way in hell . . . damn that brat! The Nightmare ruler brought up all the sand, planning to smash all down in a rush of fury.
He never got the chance.
It that split second, Mikka's arms were wrapped in a pulsating aurora of colours. She zoomed up, face to face with Pitch Black. Without even batting an eye, she raised her arms, wings outstretched, sent forth the light from her body making it ram into Pitch as a blast of pure energy.
For miles around, people will have said they saw bright, colourful lights. The Tooth Fairy stared in awe, All this . . .is this me? That girl, just to make a point . . . The force of this fatal attack sent Pitch reeling, shattering the staff he had slaves toiling over.
When the light faded away, the Guardians looked back, Mikka was still in the air, but Pitch was gone. Henry came out of his hiding place, "H-he's gone right? Like, forever gone?" Mikka's feet touched the ground once more, slowly reverting to her original form, "No, not gone, but I know that the staff his life, at the cost of the arm holding it, oh, Tooth!" Mikka ran over to her, kneeling down next to her, the others followed. "Tooth, are you alright?", Mikka's face was creased with worry. The Tooth Fairy gave a little smile, but a tear rolled down her cheek, "Yes but . . . I-I can't feel my wings. I can't feel my wings. They're not working anymore." It took everything the fairy had not to just break down in front of everyone.
She felt a hand on her cheek. Mikka, with her other arm, embraced the Tooth Fairy around the neck, she whispered, "Don't lose hope yet."
A warm sensation overcame the Tooth Fairy, memories of the happiest moments of her life were flashing through her mind. Gradually, this was all blotted out by a white light, which dimmed quickly. The first thing she felt was the muscles in her back, flexing her wings. She blinked, and looked back.
Her wings did not look broken as they had before, in fact, they looked so new and fresh, yet strong. She looked at Mikka, Mikka was wearing an easy smile on her face, as if nothing big had just happened.
The Tooth Fairy flapped her wings. Once. Twice. Already she was a few feet in the air, then she took off, doing loop-de-loops in the air, flying low she flew into Mikka, embracing her in a big hug. The girl was caught by surprise, "Tooth, what -" "Thank you, sooo much!", the Tooth Fairy said, overjoyed with tears of happiness. The Easter Bunny felt awkward, but he interrupted, "So, what happens now?"
Rm. 102, 34 Minutes Later . . .
"Ouch! It's okay Jack, I've been worse for wear.", Mikka winced as Jack disinfected a cut on her arm. "Sorry, I'm almost done. And you need to heal properly, not patch yourself up and move on! As your butler, let me do this, I never did get a chance to do and butler stuff anyways." Mikka bit her lip, looking to the side, Every time he does this, he makes me feel so flustered, aie, it's embarrassing! Jack was staring at her face intently, Mikka turned her head again and saw sharp icy blue eyes staring at her, "What? Do I have something on my face?" "The cut on your lip, it opened again."
She brought her finger to the wound, "Ah! Well, a fat lip for a day or two isn't a problem." Jack chuckled, "You know, a pretty girl like you should be freaking out over something like this." Mikka spluttered, "P-pr-pretty?!" "Don't act so surprised, it's true.", Jack said in an easy tone. His voice turned serious again, "You know, when you passed out . . . I was . . I was . . .worried. You put others before yourself, but you scared me nearly half to death. If you keep on pulling stunts like that, I might just have heart attack." Mikka looked at the ground, "I-I am sorry, I really, what I mean to say is, I don't mean to do that. I'm not very good with my feelings, am I?" Once again, those blue eyes seemed to pierce into her heart, why did this feeling threatened to consume her so completely? Jack said, looking as if he decided something, sitting next to her on the bed, "You apologize too much. Not everything bad that happens is your fault you know. But yeah, you should feel sorry for the fright you gave me. How will you make it up to me?" I'm going to do this.
"Oh, I could-"
"Do this."
Jack leaned in and softly pressed his lips against Mikka's own. Mikka's eye widened for a moment, before they closed, washed over with a feeling of warmth and heart beating faster. Jack's lips were smooth and cool, but in a refreshing way. The small tingles in Jack's chest has spread to his entire body within seconds, feeling the warmth of Mikka's soft lips. He wanted to stay like that, his body was asking for more, but he could already feel the wound healing until it was soft skin. With all his power, he grudgingly pulled away, nose to nose with the girl he really had fallen for. And it was obvious she was quite speechless at the moment.
Jack stood up, smirked, "Finally, I've managed to make you speechless." He went to the door, looked back as Mikka, who was blushing like mad. Having a private smile, Jack shut the door behind him and went into his hotel room next door, blushing faintly himself.
When they heard the door close, the other 4 Guardians peeked out from around the corner of the corridor. The Tooth Fairy squealed, "Haha! I knew it!" North whispered, "Bunny are you sure that's what you heard?" The Easter Bunny nodded, "Yeah, I didn't know the kid could be so . . .smooth."
The Sandman formed a round heart with his golden dream sand.