When the memories stopped, I noticed my cheeks were wet.

On instinct I slapped my own face.

Because Criers were slapped.

That was my thing.

Like, Morgan always complained so much about people who cried in movies when people died. Because more people died while they cried. Also because emotions were twisted for my sister and I.

My sister. I had a sister.

A sister that took me in, raised me after I killed Mom and Dad. Morgan hated them too. A sister that saw how dark I was, how awful. She guided me to a path that summed up to"if you kill a killer, that leaves the same ammount of killers on the world." "Kill two."

George and Emily Anderson weren't abusive, they were just cold. They signed me on for electroshock therapy all because they didn't believe me, after I'd seen a murderer. Apparently the murderer I saw was 'dead' and also 'not a plastic doll'. I had to be insane. So obviously being electrocuted was the answer.

Morgan broke me out.

She brought me home.

She ran off to find that killer doll, stop him before he killed anyone else.

All while I killed Mom and Dad.

When Morgan came home to see me- purple eyes glittering in murderous delight- she knew she would be sticking by my side. She, who had traveled realities for over a century, knew I would be traveling with her now too.

And she did.k

All the way until I was 42, and she was 190, and I betrayed her.

She had to kill me.

Just like I had to kill my parents.

I brought myself back, only to try to kill my sister and have her kill me again.

The third time...I wanted to save her. From her own people. People with her same powers.

So many things came back with...confusing clarity. How could I have forgotten this? What kind of person forgets their sister and niece?

LILAC IS MY NIECE!

HOLY SHIT!

SHE HAD BEEN DRAWING HER DRAGON SELF, AND MY PEGASUS SELF!

MY PEGASUS SELF WAS TURNED INTO A NIGHTMARE FOR PITCH!

Why is that so funny?

The ground beneath me still tried to howl at me. It sent back through me emotions that felt tainted. I pushed the emotions away. I was a Traveler too, it was weak in my blood but it was there. I belong in this world as much as my sister did. This world would not reject me. This reality may not want me here, but damn me again if I was going to leave my niece alone.

Especially with that whore, Mrs Barclay-and fuck you universe for rubbing that in my face.

I was going to save her again.

Then I'd find Morgan and slap her. Chances were that she had something to do with me being here.

"Did you- did you see that?" Jack asked. Jack Frost. I'm in Rose of the Guardians holy shit. This is awesome.

"Did you see that?" I held up my teeth. And wasn't that just the weirdest phrase to say.

Baby Tooth shook her head at us, chittering a denial.

Holy shit I was given command over other living beings.

Morgue was gonna lose her mind.

"It-it was me!" Jack exclaimed in joy. He ran to Baby Tooth, lifting the small fairy in his hands. "I had a family! I had a sister!"

"Me too!" My wings flapped in excitement, only to send pain down my body.

Right...it broke on impact.

Turning to my wings, I began the process of snapping them back in place.

"I saved her!"

"Me too!" I cheered. "Well I think I did. Meh she'll be fine." With a loud snap my wing was back in the joint. I let out a relieved sigh. "Oh that's better." My wings flapped, no pain shooting up my body.

"That's why you chose me." Jack realized. Looking his way, I saw him looking up to the sky. More specifically the Moon. "I'm, I'm a Guardian."

The Moon shines brighter on him.

A snort cane out of my mouth. More so when the Moon moved to me.

"I turned into Legolas." Came my realization. Dumbstruck, I laughed. "Of course I did. Why not Gimli? That would've been so much cooler."

The Moon brightened.

"Yes. You have given me awesome powers, but I know my sister begged you to do it. That makes it less cool."

Jack came to my side. "What are you saying?"

"Doesn't matter." Came my brush off.

Baby Tooth tried to fly in the excitement. Instead, she barely flittered. Jack had the reflexes to catch her first. Not that I didn't have the reflexes, I was just choosing not to do it.

Jack understood what I was saying. "We have to get out of here." He went over go his staff. He grabbed the two halves of it.

A bright noise like shimmers went off behind me. Turning back I saw a bow resting on the side of the cave. It was diffeeent than my old bow, as Cupid. This one looked more...Elvish.

"Why, how nice." The bow was flung in my back. My wings stretched wide.

There was a flash of blue and purple lights.

We stood side by side as the lights faded.

Baby Tooth was placed-by Jack- in his tunic shirt. My wings flapped hard. Oh how I wish they were a dark red instead of white.

I flew ohbof the cave, laughing down at Jack. "Come on, slowpokes! We got a Pitch to punch!"

Jack's laughter echoed up.

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I teleported us to Pitch's lair.

Unlike before, there wasn't any chittering of the thousands of fairies. We'd stopped collecting teeth, and Easter was a major screw up, so I guess belief was going down for everyone. As Cupid had believers, I felt some of it fade out. It was probably because I wasn't a proper Guardian that I wasn't wilting.

Jack was going from cave to cave, opening the locks. I went to my cherubs. Once again, coming to the stunning awareness thatI was given charge over the lives of other people. Because when had that ever gone right for me?

My cherubs chittered tiredly at me.

"Come on, let's go." Jack encouraged the fairies.

"They can't, Jack." I called out to him.

He flew to my side. He saw my cherubs, all dropping like the fairies. "What's wrong?!"

They chittered.

"None of you can fly?" Jack translated.

"Where's the globe?" I asked Baby Tooth. The fairy sitting on Jack's shoulder.

She pointed towards it.

Jack understood once we saw the globe. "The lights."

They were fading...a lot faster than was healthy for anyone magical.

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Across the globe, Pitch was gloating.

"You're all free to go!" He blasted to the terrified yetis and elves. He stood atop the dimmed globe. "We won't be needing any Christmas toys this year, thank you! Nor ever again!"

One yeti sighed, as he'd just painted all the robots red.

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Jack went to globe. Myself, after nodding to my cherubs followed.

"They're all going out..."

My eyes found the one in Charleston, where one light still shined bright.

'Come on, Lilac.'My hand tightened to my new bow. 'You're a Stardust. You can do it.'

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Pitch was dancing on the globe.

If you could call those half assed moves dancing.

"Only seven left! Seven precious children who still believe in the Guardians with all their h-" Pitch laughed as he glared down at a light. "Make that, six."

He stomped on it. The light gone once he lifted his foot.

The yetis watched on in horror.

The elves were working on 'cookies'.

"Oo! Five!" Pitch cheered.

He stomped on another light.

"Four!"

He stomped on two at the same time.

"THREE!"

He stared at the remaining two lights. He clicked his fingers in a grand gesture for his crowning moment.

Only...

Only they stayed.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Two." He snarled.

He saw the brighter Light, was one in a city on the East Coast. He vanished to it in a whirl of black sand.

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'Knew you could do it, kid.'

Only two lights were shining bright.

In a rush, Jack put together who that second light was.

"Jamie!"

I stared at her light. Apparently by looking I could see her.

And Mrs Barclay.

Arguing.

"Lilac!"

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AN: I'm hoping for a much better year. 2018 was...a survival thing. Lot of near misses. All of your comments have been keeping this thing going, so don't stop now!

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