So, this is a prequel to the Night's children and light connectors. The first bits explaining what happened to Bunny's family. Then the treaty of 1500. Disclaimer: I don't own rotg.

Bunny's P.O.V

The whole city was burning, home shrouded in darkness. Everyone was running away from the flames that had spread from house to house like a wildfire, there had been scrimmages in the east and north but those had been put out quickly; for our army was strong and fierce. Skilled with weapons that had taken years to master. I wanted to fight but was too young and had been put on escorting families to safe places and out of their burning homes. The elementals were attacking, they had always been looked down upon in the spirt community when there was something someone didn't like there was always an elemental to blame.

Everyone had forgotten how powerful they were, that the four seasonal's were put down just as much and most likely would be ok all this destruction. The elementals just helped, minimally at that. It was the seasonal's that controlled the seasons, they could put a stop to this… to this bloodshed, and they aren't. I hear the cackling of the nightmare king as screams echo even louder than his haunting laughter. His nightmares and fearlings nipped at my ankles as I tried to protect a young child from the bloodshed. I felt something hit the back of my head, and everything went dark. When I awoke the only thing, I could see was cinders and ashes. Everything was gone. And all I felt was a burning rage at the seasonal's they could have done something, anything to help. So angry at the night that had hidden the shadow army until it was too late. So, when man in moon gave me a chance, a chance to tip the scale. When I got the chance to be a guardian, to fight Pitch Black, to stop wallowing in sadness, to get revenge, to have hope. Hope for the future, I became the guardian of hope to protect the hope that had almost been crushed by my need for revenge. But I never forgot, never forgot my anger, my hatred. So, when we got an excuse to attack the seasonals I took the chance, telling the guardians all the things they had done or hadn't done.

We attacked just the three of us, me, Tooth, and North. Sandy wouldn't come for some reason. They didn't even show up, they just sent there storm a heat wave followed by a blizzard finished us. Plants wrapped around and put us in trees. We stayed there till Sandy found us with a shake of his head.

The first time I met one of the seasonals was the blizzard of 68. I attacked Jack Frost, shooting him out of the sky with a boomerang a few boomerangs, he didn't take well to being attacked, especially by me. we fought, Jack was winning and sending a blizzard that day Easter Sunday, out of spite.

Mother Nature who had been annoyed and worried by this, Tooth attacking Sammy the fall spirt, and North hunting down Benny and Emily the summer and spring spirits respectively. So, she drafted the peace treaty of 1500. Unless there was a legitimate reason to attack, the party being attacked was (mind control, manipulated, etc..) you couldn't attack the other party.

It worked, but it drove a wrench in communication. Neither the seasonals nor us guardians talked to the other group… until the fateful day when Jack Frost was chosen to be the next guardian. Then all hell broke loose.

Ok, I know this doesn't make up for not updating for a year but perhaps it's a start. I hope you like this chapter! Happy holidays.