Author's Note: So what did you think of the first chapter? oh and i forgot to mention, i'm not very good at writing out accents, so for Bunnymund and North your gonna have to picture it, but i might try to write it better. No promises though, i don't wanna focus too much on that little detail. So here is chapter 2! chapter 3 i'm working on and will be up as soon as i can finish it. I wanna see how much of a response i get with the first two chapters. so yeah! read and review! enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: i do not own Rise of the Guardians.
Chapter 2:
The guardians gathered in front of the globe like they usually did for their meetings. Bunnymund was warming his feet by the fire. He still wasn't fond of the snow and the cold. Sandy was dozing off while sitting on his sand cloud. Tooth was rapidly flying around, her fairies buzzing around with her, listening intently on the instructions she was giving them. As for North he was starting at the globe. Everything was peaceful. The lights covered the globe and were brighter than ever.
"Where is Jack?" asked Bunnymund in his Australian accent, "He's always late!"
"He will be here Bunny," replied North in his strong Russian accent, "Just give him time."
And right on cue, Jack came flying through the window. "Sorry guys," he said "Lost track of time."
"Of course," said Bunny rolling his eyes.
"Jack!" yelled Tooth, swooping down on him and giving him a hug.
"Hey Tooth, how are you?" asked Jack.
"Great! This week has been super busy! So many teeth!" she replied excitedly.
Jack laughed, "That's good to hear."
"Now that everyone is here, we'll get down to business!" boomed North.
Everyone gathered around and each took a turn discussing how their week had went. Everyone seemed to be having a normal week. Tooth was busy as usual with her teeth. Sandy hadn't detected any nightmares. Bunny just finished up Easter so he was on a bit of a vacation. Then there was North, who was hard at work preparing for Christmas, though he was a good amount of months away. Suddenly, Jack felt a chill run down his back for a second time that day. He shot up from where he was sitting, startling the other guardians.
"Jack?" asked North.
"What's the matter mate?" asked Bunny standing up as well.
"I… I'm not sure," said Jack, flying up towards the open window.
The guardians exchanged worried glances.
"Did you see or hear something?" asked Tooth.
Jack looked out the window. Everything seemed normal. There was a light snowfall around the pole. The mountainous snow banks surrounding the workshop.
"I…It's just that, this is the second time today I got this weird feeling. Like I'm being watched or something," said Jack.
The guardians exchanged worried glances.
"Why didn't you say something earlier?" asked North.
"I'm sure it's nothing," said Jack, deciding that he didn't want to worry them. It could just be his imagination.
He glanced out the window again, suddenly a black figure stood far out in the snow.
No. Jack thought. Can it be?
He flew out the window, the cries of the guardians behind him. As he got closer he realized that it was a dark horse with golden eyes. A fearling. Jack blasted ice at it but the fearling was fast and dodged his attack.
What is it doing here? I thought we got rid of them when we destroyed Pitch.
Jack continued to blast ice shards at the fearling but it just kept dodging. After a few minutes Jack heard the bells from North's sleigh.
"Jack!" yelled Tooth.
They landed next to him. Drawing their weapons.
"A fearling? What the bloody hell is that doing here?" asked Bunny.
Sandy displayed a question mark over his head.
"No idea," answered North. "Get rid of it now, ya?
"Let's do it," said Jack.
The fearling stared back at the guardians. The moment one of them moved it took off.
"We have to go after it!" yelled Jack, flying after it.
"Sleigh!" yelled North.
The rest of the guardians ran back into the sleigh and followed Jack and the rogue fearling.
"Where is it going?" asked Tooth.
"Guess we'll find out," said Bunnymund.
Jack landed on the side of the sleigh.
"I tried blasting it, but this one is fast. I can't get a hit," he said.
"Well there is one of it and five of us. As soon as we get close enough we'll be able to take it out," said Bunny.
They were flying fast trying hard to lose the fearling. It finally slowed down and dove down towards a forest. The sleigh dove with it. Suddenly Jack realized where they were.
"Guys, we're in Burgess. My lake…we're almost near it."
Sandy showed a picture of Pitch above his head.
"Could be Sandy," said North.
"But how?" asked Tooth, "It's only been a year. There's no way he could return so quickly."
Up ahead they saw the fearling stop on a frozen lake. Jack's face instantly turned hard. They pulled on the edge of the lake their weapons immediately drawn.
"Off my lake," growled Jack, forming a snowball in his hand about to throw it at the nightmare.
"Ah, now that's not very nice," said a voice, "where are your manners, Jack?"
Suddenly Pitch emerged from the shadows of the forest.
"Besides, I can't see why you're fond over this lake. It's not like it's to die for or anything. Oh, wait. Maybe it is. In your case, that is." Pitch smirked.
"Jack what's he talking about?" asked North.
Jack had never told them about his past. It's not like his past was all that great. He didn't even remember it for 300 years. Even after he found out, it wasn't the happiest story. He just wasn't ready to share his personal story with the Guardians yet. Besides they never actually asked about it. How Pitch even knew about his "death" was surprising.
"Nothing," mumbled Jack. "What do you want Pitch? Another rematch? We beat you once, don't think we can't beat you again."
Pitch let out a cold laugh, "We'll see about that."
Pitch raised his hands; fearlings emerged from the shadows, surrounding the guardians.
"Last chance Jack, my offer stills stands from Antarctica. Maybe this time you'll choose correctly because I can assure you I will not lose this time," said Pitch.
"What offer? What's he talking about Jack?" asked Bunnymund.
"Tsk, tsk. I thought you all were so close now. Tell me Jack, how many secrets have you been keeping from your precious guardians?" mocked Pitch.
"Enough!" yelled Jack.
He didn't want to go into the details of that day. It was one of the moments in his life he was ashamed of. He had just messed up Easter and Pitch showed up offering Jack to take his side. He hated to admit it, but there were a moments where he considered it. Jack had known what it felt like to not be seen or believed or even acknowledge for a long period of time. But Jack realized that he didn't want to be feared by the children. He wanted to be loved by them and protect them. So of course he declined his offer. Something Pitch wasn't exactly happy about. Jack had never wanted to tell the Guardians about that day.
"The answer is still the same Pitch. Now how are you back?" said Jack.
"Fine," snarled Pitch, "And I told you all that you can never truly get rid of fear. Now attack!"
The fearlings shot off towards the guardians. Everyone split up and quickly started fighting back. Jack could see North slicing them with his swords. Bunny was switching off from throwing his boomerangs to his egg bombs. From the air, Sandy was on a dream cloud, his sand whips in his hands. Tooth was zooming around slicing the fearlings with her wings. Jack shot ice from his staff, circling and dodging. Slowly making his way to Pitch.
"Fight us yourself Pitch!" yelled Jack.
Pitch was standing in front of the rock wall at the edge of lake. Watching the guardians fight his fearlings, a smile on his face. He was doing absolutely nothing.
What is he playing at? Jack thought.
The guardians made their way closer to Pitch as they destroyed more fearlings. Pitch was backed up to a rock wall.
"That's all you got Pitch?" said Jack, "Not even going to make an effort?"
Pitch smiled, "You have no idea."
He slipped into the shadows. The guardians glanced around from one another looking for where he went while trying to fight off the fearlings. Pitch remerged from the same spot he was originally in. He pulled out his black scythe, Jack's back to him.
From the corner of Bunnymund's eye, he saw Pitch about to strike Jack.
"Jack! Look out!" he yelled throwing his boomerang.
Pitch dodged the weapon easily and swung his weapon before Jack had a chance to move. The blade sliced his entire front. Jack's chest burst with pain and heat. He called out in pain, his knees sinking to the floor, as he collapsed. His staff dropped next to him.
"JACK!" yelled Tooth, about to rush to his side.
Pitch then blasted the other four guardians back with nightmare sand. Throwing them across the lake.
Jack could feel blood running down his chest. The burning continued, paralyzing him.
"You asked me what I wanted Jack," said Pitch looking down at him and grabbing Jack's staff, "And that's revenge. Starting with you."
He stomped his foot down on Jack's chest. Knocking the wind out of him, making it even harder for him to breathe. Jack tried to fight the pain and get up but Pitch just kicked him again, this time the sound of a crack followed.
Jack screamed out in pain. He could feel that some of his ribs were definitely broken.
Pitch laughed. "Ah, your fear and pain. It's music to my ears."
The sound of a boomerang swished past Pitch.
"Leave him alone Pitch!" yelled Bunnymund, running to help Jack.
"I wouldn't do anything irrational, rabbit," said Pitch, kicking Jack once again on his chest.
Jack screamed out in pain. The guardians froze, flinching at the sound of their fellow guardian and family member.
"Drop your weapons or next time I'll use this," said Pitch pulling out his scythe. His fearlings, gathered behind their master.
The guardians glanced at one other, looking for someone to have a plan. Pitch then stomped on Jack's left leg another crack could be heard just before Jack let out a piercing scream.
"Stop Pitch!" yelled North, dropping his twin swords onto the ice lake surface. The others quickly followed his lead, watching Jack whimper in pain, his blood staining his blue hoodie.
"Now leave him alone Pitch," spat North.
"Hmm, no," said Pitch. He then snapped his fingers making even more fearlings emerge, "I think I'll just take dear Jack with me."
"NO!" yelled Tooth, she then tried to rush forward but the fearlings immediately began to attack.
Pitch grabbed a nearly unconscious Jack.
"Let me go!" muffled Jack, he tried to fight against Pitch's grasp but all the blood he was losing was make him drowsy. He struggled to stay awake.
"I don't think so Jack, I have plans for you," said Pitch dragging him into the shadows.
"Jack!" yelled North fighting off the fearlings trying to reach the boy, "We're coming!"
"Hang on mate!" called out Bunnymund, sprinting towards them, boomerang in hand.
Just as Bunnymund threw his boomerang, Pitch opened a portal in the shadows. Jack saw his last chance of being saved, gone. Darkness surrounded them and Jack finally passed out.
