Hey guys, I love Rise of the Guardians and if you like it then read mah story! Sorry, shameless promoting, I know. I watched Les Miserables too, and I cried like a little bitch. You not seen it yet, you need to, and you need tissues unless you're as heartless as my partner who never shed one tear throughout the film. Uck.
Anyways, please invest some thought in the film and the story, and enjoy this one :D reviews are welcome as always.
The alpha was in a terrible mood, and wouldn't let anyone near him to try and help. He'd come inches close to biting Danny, and would have done if he hadn't seen and pulled her sharply away from the creature.
He was sat awkwardly away from the group, licking his wounds while scowling their way.
"Are you okay Danny?" he asked, wrapping an arm around a stiff Danny who was staring blankly ahead.
"He's never tried to bite me before. None of them have," she whispered, before sighing frustratedly and storming over to the beast.
She yelled something at him in their language, before jumping on him and pinning him down. Her leg swung across his body and she kept him down by pressing down on his throat, before gritting her teeth and plunging her fingers into the bullet wounds to retract the bullets. She Balverine howled and his arm swung upwards, catching the side of her face and making blood spurt everywhere. She had one bullet out, but there were two more to get, while she'd made the alpha so angry he knocked her sideways.
He could only watch on as Danny rolled backwards away from the oncoming attacks, before making one huge jump in the air to grab a tree branch and heave herself up. The Balverine followed, but as he started to pull out his gun Walter stopped him, shaking his head.
"We can't harm their alpha, they won't aid us in the war!" he yelled above the screams from the other Balverines and the gasps of horror from Damien and Logan.
He looked back to see Danny plummeting back to the ground, a fresh cut along her arm and the Balverine landed atop her, snarling town into her face. One swift kick to the crotch later and the alpha dropped again like a sack of potatoes. She wasted no time in smacking it across the face, dazing it before going back in for bullet two.
And he saw it drop from her fingers as she hurled through the air, hitting a tree with a sickening crunch before dropping back down into a heap on the floor, and the alpha advanced slowly.
"I don't care about allies, I'm not letting him kill her," Ben yelled, pulling his gun out and pointing it at the monster. "Oi!" he yelled, catching it's attention.
And while distracted, Danny unfurled from her foetal position, diving in and knocked the thing back again, retrieving bullet three before swinging around a branch and kicking the beast in the face, knocking it unconscious.
She stood for a second, looking dazed, before she lifted her arm slowly and observed the deep cuts, looking around at how much blood she'd lost spattered up against trees and staining the ground.
And she looked at him, and smiled slightly before collapsing herself, unconscious.
She woke up feeling groggy, her senses dazed and confused and her limbs were numb. The moon was high in the sky and she relaxed slightly.
"Am I dead?" she whispered, allowing herself to flicker her eyes open and stare up into amber ones. "Did he kill me?"
"No, Daenerys, he didn't. But he could have done and he came close to. You did something very stupid then."
"I know, but those were silver. I could feel it in my bones like he could. He would have licked all he liked, he would have died," she muttered bitterly, feeling for her arms to try and push herself up.
"Stay down, I'll fetch your mate," Ika hushed her, nuzzling her cheek before padding away to bring Ben.
She looked like hell, but a small smile was playing on her lips. He wanted to shout at her, to abash her and to make her feel stupid for what she had done. But she'd fought a Balverine and had the sheer brass balls to pull bullets from it to save it. Bare handed no less, so he couldn't help but feel a little smug at the fact that she was his.
"Danny, are you okay?"
"I feel... I don't know."
"Damien gave you some of his health potion. Your cuts are healing but it'll make you feel tired for a while. You should be fine for the cremation though."
She nodded slightly before allowing herself to close her eyes and turn her head, falling asleep instantly.
He watched her for hours, trying as best he could to ignore the hateful glares from Damien. Walter managed to keep him quiet for a small while, and surprisingly Logan was quite good company. It wasn't until he heard yet another sigh behind him that something in him snapped, and he stood up in a flurry of anger and frustration.
"What is your problem?" he hissed, staring into the angry brown eyes of the King.
"You're a terrible person for her," Damien retorted, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Do you not remember every bad thing you've done to her? Killing her pack, forcing her into society, letting Page bully her and almost kill her, being a genuine dick to her, and letting her walk into danger at every available point. Bowerstone, Mourningwood, Aurora and now Silverpines; what other reason do I need to give to prove you're a selfish human being?"
"As opposed to the man who is deceiving the wealthy citizens of Albion into believing Danny is your fiancé so they will provide money to fund the event."
Ben froze at Logans' sudden sharp words and looked at Damien who had paled considerably. He didn't look ashamed though, in fact he just looked mildly pleased with himself.
"She went along with it you know," he drawled.
"Hardly, she ran off when she found out what you were doing and I had to comfort her," Logan snipped, looking just as irritated as Ben. "You might want to stop leading him on to believing something that isn't true."
"I'd suggest you shut up Logan, I wouldn't hesitate to shoot you like I should have done months ago."
"But you won't do that," came a soft voice, and every eye turned to look at Danny, who had stood up shakily. "Damien, this isn't you..."
There was complete silence as the young girl limped forwards, staring right at the young King.
"You fought to stop people fighting this way, to stop cruelty and deception. You're turning into the very thing you fought against."
There was silence and she approached him, very timid but at the same time strong and her presence was enough to bring the forest to a shuddering halt.
"I fought beside you and even though I never trusted you, you were always good and kind and did your best to do the best by the people who you would one day rule over. Now I trust you and you're giving me reasons not to. You're better than this, please... be a good King."
