Twelfth chapter of this story.
She stood and watched the big globe. The one that showed all the lights representing the children that believed in the guardians. Lights were flickering on and off all the time. And every time a light flickered out, a new one got turned on. It was a truly magnificent sight to behold and she sighed.
"Admiring the world, dear Tempora?" she turned her head and looked at Pitch.
"Yes…" she said and turned her head back to the globe "it's beautiful"
"Too bad that the lights keep going out, even if new ones do get turned on…"
"At one point… everybody just stops believing… all because their parents tell them they aren't real…" she looked at the globe and closed her eyes "it's almost like I can hear them loose their beliefs every time a light goes out…"
"You have an extreme care for the beliefs of children dear" Pitch said and put his hand on her back. Her skin twitched a bit when his cold hand touched her, but he didn't notice. She looked at him and then back at the globe.
"It's what gives everyone their powers… if nobody believes in them, they have no power… and at some point they'd die from it…"
"And you don't want that to happen, do you?"
"No… I don't want to lose any of them… the world needs all of them…" her eyes became clouded over with a grey blanket as she spoke and Pitch smiled to himself.
"And the world needs your mother too, right?" he asked and she nodded.
"Yes… it needs her the most"
"And yet humans pollute the earth more and more every day. It must be infuriating for you"
"It is… I hate humans" her voice got a low growl and she clenched her hands together "they are an unworthy race. They should just all end up and die. Especially the adults. They are the ones who ruin most of the world anyway. Telling their kids that Santa Claus and the Easter bunny isn't real, robbing children of their beliefs, weakening the spirits of this world" she said and Pitch chuckled. But then her fists unclenched and she shook.
"Is something wrong Tempora?" Pitch asked and she gulped.
"I met Jack in Burgess… he told me I used to love humans… but I've always hated them… secretly, right?" she asked and Pitch widened his eyes a bit.
"He told you, that you loved the things that are killing your mother little by little?" Pitch asked in surprise and removed his hand from her.
"I couldn't have… right?" she looked up at Pitch and he shook his head "no I couldn't…"
"Did he tell you anything else?"
"He said I was in love with a human, which I was 300 years ago…"
"Ah yes, that face that keeps haunting you. You want to erase that, don't you?" Pitch asked and turned his back to her, smiling even more to himself than before.
"I do. I want to destroy every part of me that ties me to the humans… every one of them" she said and looked into the floor.
"Well… I do have your first set of teeth in my possession, I already told you that, but you need to prove that you won't use them to become human again"
"I won't!" Tempora yelled at Pitch and looked at him "I want to turn them into dust! Erasing the last part of me that's human!"
"But you still have two more teeth sets… what about those?"
"Nothing exciting happened in my second life, and I'll cut the ties to my third life soon enough!" she said loudly and clenched her fists.
"I know you will, but I will need definite proof of that dear. You need to prove" he turned around and looked at her "once and for all" he walked towards her slowly and put a hand on her shoulder "that you won't turn on me" he said and she gulped.
"Anything…"
"Good, then tell me, Frost asked you something, right? I mean, you were gone for a little while"
"He asked… if I want to know who the human I loved is… or was…" she said and looked down. Pitch squeezed her shoulder lightly.
"Do you want to know?" he asked and she sunk a lump.
"I… I… I don't know…" she said and a new layer of shadows started enveloping her. This layer was thicker than the previous and Pitch smiled evilly "but I… I think I do want to know…"
"I can tell you, after you've proven yourself to me and you've destroyed your teeth" he said and she looked up.
"What would I have to do to show you I won't turn on you?" she asked and Pitch looked like he thought it over.
"Well… I think one bond from your latest life needs to be taken care of as quickly as possible. I'm talking about your sister; she's way too dear to you"
"She's just a little kid..." Tempora said and the shadows sunk into her skin.
"She's a human. At one point, she might stop believing. Then she will become an adult, and turn off her own children's lights… do you want her to turn off lights on the globe?" Pitch asked and Tempora shook her head.
"No! No I don't… she wouldn't want that herself…" she said and looked into the floor again.
"Then go and make sure it won't happen" Pitch said and patted her shoulder reassuringly "I'll even allow you to do it quickly so she won't feel any pain" he said and she sank another lump. She looked into the floor again, her entire body relaxing.
"What if Jack intervenes?" she asked and Pitch gave a wicked smile.
"If he intervenes…" Pitch almost told her to kill him, but then he remembered his entire plan "pacify him. He is a spirit after all, one of the persons you want to protect, right?" he said and she nodded.
"Yeah… he is…" she said and sighed "when should I depart?" she asked and he smiled.
"As soon as you're ready dear. The sooner the better" he said and she nodded once.
"Then I'll depart soon" she said and looked up at the globe again "every time a light turns off, a new one lights up, it's like a big light show… never finished, always continuing. It's all in balance… but the lights should never go out…" she said and turned away. Her hands fisted again and she growled "despicable humans…" she exited the room and Pitch looked after her. Then he gave into a chuckle and smiled wickedly.
"This is all going so much better than I'd ever hoped it would. Believe me Frost, when this is all over, only one of you will be standing with their life intact, even though it will be a rather depressing one…" he walked to a window and looked at Tempora as she prepared herself to fight against Jack and finish off Rose "and my dear Tempora… you're most likely not to be the one after that little visit to Burgess…" he said and chuckled "and all because Jack Frost thought he could help you…" Tempe looked at the ceiling and looked like she was thinking everything over, shaking and holding her arms. Shadows enveloped her again and Pitch's smile grew wider "but all he did was make everything worse"
End of chapter.
The story is nearing its end... sadly, because i really like it...
And now i just decided that i'm gonna post this story on DA too and a picture to each chapter, already have like... four i can use XD