Ok so in case your not aware this story takes place in the same universe as My Little Winter Sprite. Infact one of the reapers show up in chapter 30 of Finding that Which Won't Be Found (the second in the series) and again in the end. So yeah, if you want to go check them out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians

"So, I see the Reapers have brought on a newbie."

Jane whirled around her hand on the clasp of her cloak. Or it would have been if she hadn't forgotten it.

Shoot.

She looked around to where the voice had been coming from but didn't see anyone.

"If it's any consolation, that silly cloak wouldn't have helped you against me. I'm apart of the darkness just like you are."

Jane clutched her scythe. Turning around in darkened forest to try to find the body the voice belonged to. "You know nothing about me"

"You're a reaper" The voice hissed. "What else is there to know?"

"Pitch!"

Jane took a deep breath of relief when she heard the familiar sound of her mentor and friend hurrying her way.

"You know the rules, Pitch, you stay away from the new initiates." Amelia hissed, she turned to Jane "Jane go back home"

"She wondered in here of her own volition." The disembodied voice chuckled.

"She's still a newbie"

"Honestly how was I supposed to know, you reapers never age."

"That is not our problem"

Amelia snapped her fingers, and the shadows solidified into one person. Jane's eyes widened. "What are you?" She asked.

Amelia sighed. "I thought I told you-"

"Protecting me isn't going to help when I undoubtedly come across him again" Jane retorted. She turned to Pitch expectantly.

"I am the boogie man" Pitch said stalking toward her. Amelia raised her scythe. Pitch laughed and backed away. "Oh, come now Amelia don't you trust me"

Amelia glared at him. "1550" She hissed.

Pitch chuckled. "That was some good harmless fun"

"They were traumatised." Amelia deadpanned.

"Oh please. If those two boys couldn't handle me, they have no business being around the dead, especially the more gruesome ones." Pitch said inspecting his fingernails.

"You expect me to believe that you had their best interest at heart?" Amelia asked disbelievingly.

"It helped them didn't it"

Amelia glared at him. "1601?"

"Oh, please that boy deserved it"

"1502?"

"You're not still sore over that, she got, better didn't she?"

Amelia pulled Jane away. "Leave this one alone" Amelia hissed dragging Jane away.

"Oh, come on Lia" Jane huffed. "He didn't seem so bad, honestly what could he do against me?"

Lia sighed. "He can be, when your caught off guard. Technically he doesn't have to answer to us, but we do have the ability to make his life a nightmare. A fact he should be reminded of every once and a while."

Jane pursed her lips. "How did you get him to reveal himself?" She finally asked. It had been bothering her ever since she had seen Amelia use.

Amelia sighed. "As creatures of death, some of us have some control over shadows, we can manipulate them to do our bidding.

Jane tilted her head. "You never showed me" She nearly whined.

Amelia scrunched her nose. "It takes a lot of practice" Amelia said. "It can take years…"

"You were ordered weren't you"

Amelia glared at Jane "Power, like that usually takes decades to manifest in a reaper, your still essentially human Jane"

Jane didn't look all that impressed. "A human who doesn't age"

"You know what I mean, your… essence, is still, changing"

"I thought I changed the second I was given my scythe?" Jane asked twirling it around in her hand.

Amelia nodded. "You did, you were given stamina, and strength, the ability to touch the dead being automatically given to you when you died, as you your self are dead, … these were things that at the time your soul could handle, but you'll continue to change the longer you're here. As your soul changes to adapt."

Jane bit her lip. "So, I'm not everything I'm meant to be"

Amelia shook her head. "No, Janie, not yet. But don't worry you will."

So Jane has met Pitch. And while he seems to be a bit more informed, he too has the wrong idea about them (them being primary creatures of darkness - there not, yes some are, but death is not just darkness, it can be light as well.)

So ok, at first I was a little iffy giving the Grim Reapers more power then they have, and then I realised something important. If they SEEM Over powered, it's because there supposed to be, there entire job revolves around making sure souls end up where there supposed to be, and not every soul is going to go quietly. Some are going to fight no matter how kind and understanding their reaper is and sometimes reapers have to do the hard thing and drag them into their after life.

There powers are directly in connection with the after lives. (And I may be borrowing heavily from Dante's inferno-no I haven't read it, Wikipedia is going to be my main source of material,,, but I may decide to read it... or decide not to use it at all... ugh I'm off topic).