I'm baaaaaack! Thank goodness spring break is finally here and I can get back to Amberlynn and Pitch! Seriously, though, thank you to all my readers for being as awesome as you guys are and I am truly honored to share their story with you. As always, I do not own ROTG, just my OCs.
"So, remind me again why you're actually agreeing to go along with this plan...and moreover why one of Lynx's biggest threats can't come help take him down," Amberlynn said. After an entire morning spent with Amberlynn (which he wouldn't have had any other way…even if most of it was so the summer spirit could let him heal back up), Pitch had summoned Onyx at dusk and was prepared to make his way to the Gobi Desert.
The King of Nightmares sighed. "Trust me, I don't want to do this anymore than you want to be left out of this. But I need to help Mother Nature and, unfortunately, she insisted the Guardians be in on this, too. If for no other reason than one of her own is a Guardian."
Both Pitch and Amberlynn rolled their eyes. "Besides," he continued, "both you and Frost are safest in the desert. Your powers both come from physical temperature while Lynx's come from water. Sure he's a winter spirit so he's no fool as to come near, say a boiling geyser, but if he finds even a drop of water in a river, he can freeze it solid faster than your head can spin."
The thought of anything freezing that fast sent a sudden chill through Amberlynn's spine. Sensing her unspoken fear, Pitch dismounted from Onyx and held Amberlynn in the tightest hug he could possibly muster. Brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face, he lightly kissed her and said, "I won't let that happen, love. I would sooner die than let that monster come anywhere close to you, let alone take you."
Wiping away those pesky tears that seemed to come out of nowhere, she stammered, "I know—I know you mean that, but I need you—I need you to—to promise—I need you promise me something...just in case something does happen."
"Nothing's going to happen—" Pitch began, but Amberlynn cut him off, "—But let's pretend something does happen. I need you to do something for me."
"Very well, love," Pitch replied in defeat. "What do you need me to do?" Amberlynn looked at him and, using her most calm, rational medic voice, said, "When I was trapped in Santoff Claussen, I truly appreciated Jack and Bunny's efforts to keep me warm, but at most I had only developed a mild case of hypothermia up there. If Lynx is as dangerous as he seems, which I don't doubt, the same methods the Guardians used to warm me at North's workshop won't work in the slightest against what could happen to my body, or anyone else's for that matter. Some of the steps involved will get very personal very quickly, but I need to to follow exactly everything I am about to teach you on how to treat anyone who gets hypothermia from this upcoming fight. Can you do that?"
Pitch froze, but after a moment, took a breath and answered, "For you, my love, I will learn what you need me to help anyone who is harmed by Lynx. What do I need to do?"