Author's note: This is a Rise of the Guardians version of one of my favorite episodes of Doctor Who- Amy's choice, so if you haven't seen that episode, then a fair warning, this may not make sense at first. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Doctor Who or Rise of the Guardians…*runs away crying*.

Time: Set after the events of the movie

Jamie's choice

Reality one:

All the children and Guardians were playing and laughing outside, including Jamie. They watched as their favorite winter spirit juggled snowballs, making them laugh in celebration for defeating the Nightmare King. Everything seemed perfect for the fun snowy day. Jamie ran around collecting snow to throw but he stopped short when a very large, dark cloud covered the sky.

"JACK!"

Jack turned to Jamie and then to the dark cloud with a look of terror. The other Guardians turned as well, in shock. No, Pitch couldn't be back already! All the kids clung to the Guardians just as the darkness grew before them. Suddenly, they all heard…birds?

Reality two:

Everyone got up from their deep slumber. They had all passed out after their Christmas day party with Jamie. The Guardians had gone to his house for thanks in helping them defeat their enemy. Maybe the party got a little out of hand.

"Ugh, I think I had too much eggnog. It gave me a horrible dream!" North groaned.

"You know, so did I. Pitch was back and…we were about to be eaten by this giant black cloud." Jamie said, while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

Everyone's heads shot up. He'd had the same dream?! Jack looked around the room at his fellow guardians faces; had they all had the same dream?

"I-I had that dream too!" He said worriedly.

Everyone started exchanging confused and concerned looks. They all had the same nightmare. Pitch couldn't be back already; could he? He had to have something to do with it, if they all had the same nightmare about being defeated. Jack looked over at Jamie who looked a bit worried now.

"Pitch isn't back, is he?" Jamie broke everyone's train of thought.

"Why does he get all the credit?" An unfamiliar, silky voice asked from the air.

Everyone shot to their feet, with weapons ready to blast the first thing that dared move.

"Show yer self!" Bunny shouted.

"Now, now, I don't think that's a very friendly first impression on your part."

Shadows danced around the room and Jamie hid behind everyone, not fully aware of the danger of the situation. This voice sounded nothing like Pitch; in fact, it almost sounded welcoming…in a creepy sort of way.

"Who are you?" Tooth said stepping forward.

"Finally, a friendly tone of voice. To answer your question miss, if you call Sandy the Dream Giver, I suppose I could be called the Dream Lord." He said kindly.

Sandy's eyes widened and he extended his whips further with a look of caution. He'd heard of him before, though calling him the Dream Lord was kind of pushing it; he was more like the Dream Dweller. He controlled most of what went on in the dreams, once they were given. Sandy wasn't very well acquainted with him but he knew that the Dream…Lord was capable of immense power, and, if he so desired, destruction. Now, why this guy was there, was a mystery to even him. Everyone else took Sandy's cautious move as a warning and prepared, in case they needed to attack at any moment. Sandy gave a stern look and made a symbol of the Dream Lord, then a picture of Jamie's house, and finally a question mark which everyone interpreted as 'What are you doing here?'.

"Easy; I got bored, so I thought I'd stop by. After all, life isn't all that interesting doing my job for thousands of years. Now I suppose you're all wondering why everyone had the same dream, yes? Well, I've decided to make you all part of my game. Imagine, two worlds. One is a dream and one is reality. Now, to make it interesting, you are going to have to face a danger in both worlds. Of course, one is real and one isn't." He answered.

He stepped out of the shadows for everyone to see. He looked like something out of the 80's, with a nice clean white tux with baby blue lining and a comb over. He smiled as if nothing was really wrong with what he was about to do. Bunny growled at him and stepped forward with a scowl on his face.

"Sorry mate, but we're not going to play your personal game for your entertainment!" He stated angrily, before pulling his boomerang back and throwing it towards him. Instead of trying to jump out of the way like Bunny had expected, he just stood their and to everyone's surprise, the boomerang shot right though him, like a hologram. Suddenly the birds they all heard at the end of their dream came back and they all became very drowsy, trying to stay awake with no success. Before they all fell unconscious, the Dream Lord spoke one last thing to them.

"Time to fall asleep." He said in a silky tone.

"Oh, or are you waking up?" He finished with a laugh.

Reality one:

Immediately as they all opened their eyes they shot up off the ground and looked at each other questioningly, mainly at Sandy. Jamie looked around at them; the mighty warriors of his childhood all looked so, confused.

"Same dream?" He asked to confirm he wasn't going crazy. The guardians looked at him, nodding their heads. They all got to their feet and looked around. The sky was bright and beautiful but, there were two things missing that were there before. The gigantic black cloud that was in front of them when they fell asleep and the group of children that were playing with them before, were gone. Everything around them seemed so real, so this had to be the reality, right? While everyone else looked around them, North went to the trees and objects around them to find any sign of them not being real.

"Ok, this has got to be the reality. This is the real world." Tooth spoke up.

Sandy made some signs saying, 'Don't be so sure Tooth; dreams can be deceiving'.

North walked back with a leaf in his hand and was inspecting it very closely.

"I don't know Sandy, this world feels pretty real to me." He inquired.

"Yeah, but from what I remember, so did the other world." Jack spoke up.

Jamie watched from the background as his friends began to argue what they thought. What if this was all a trick to get them irritated? What if he was just having a really odd dream himself? What if none of this was real and there was no Dream Lord, or separate reality? This all seems like something he would dream up. Everything was just so confusing; why couldn't they just stop fighting so he could think for a moment?!

"Good idea Jamie." A voice popped up out of nowhere and as he turned around, he found the Dream Lord standing right behind him. The other guardians snapped out of their fight and pointed their weapons at the man.

"Hey, step away from Jamie!" Jack was the first to shout but as soon as the words left his mouth, the man snapped his fingers and they all froze in the same positions, ready to attack.

"HEY!" Jamie yelled and backed away from him.

"Well, now that they've stopped fighting, you can finally think Jamie." He smiled.

Had this man been hearing him think? Just the thought in and of itself sounded creepy. Either way, why would he do that? Why did the Dream Lord care what he thought?

"So, what do think Jamie? Which is the reality?" He asked.

"Why are you asking me?" Jamie asked cautiously.

"Because, I'm not really here for the guardians. I'm here for you and, just so you know, even though they are frozen in place, they can still hear everything we're saying. No one ever asks the children's opinions these days but sometimes, it's at times like this when the children are smartest, so I'm asking you, which one?" He asked and turned to the guardians with a smile. "Jamie's choice."

Jamie looked down in thought and confusion, before looking back at the man.

"Perhaps you need more time to think about it, oh and I wouldn't be staying here if I were you. Here, you might need this; the nightmare wolves seem rather hungry tonight" He said, handing Jamie a glinting silver dagger.

Jamie looked back at the guardians and then back where the man was standing, only to find he wasn't there anymore. He turned his attention back when he heard the lively movement of his friends again. They were all looking at him now, as if he might have some unknown answer they didn't. They knew now, that the Dream Lord would only be caring about what Jamie thought was the real world.

"I-I don't know." He said worriedly.

Tooth came up and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and he smiled. Tooth was always the one to talk to, if a problem was stressing you out; he then looked at the others who were smiling reassuringly. He would have stayed like that forever but an ear piercing sound filled the air. It was the howl of a wolf. Everyone came close together and formed a group. Jamie had never used a weapon before in his life but, when he heard the growls, his fight or flight instincts kicked in. Not long after, several pairs of red, glowing eyes peered at them from the darkness and multiple shadowy black wolves prowled around them, with low growls filling the air.

"S-So, run or fight?" Jack asked quietly.

"FIGHT!" Bunny yelled, throwing one of his boomerangs at the creature in fury.

The dark creature jumped up, catching the weapon in its jaws before snapping it in half with ease and continuing closer. Bunny's ears dropped at the snapping noise and, though he wouldn't admit it later to anyone, he was terrified.

"I mean RUN!" He shouted and everyone took off as fast as they could with the nightmare wolves unnervingly close behind. They ran all through the neighborhood until they came to Jamie's house. Bursting through the door, they hurried to find anything they could possibly use to board up the house. Everyone moved faster than they ever had, to secure everything.

"Jamie, where are your mother and sister?!" North asked quickly as he walked past, carrying the dining table to take apart and board the door.

"They're gone on a trip. I was supposed to be at a friends house tonight! It's also the same in the other world!" He shouted over the loud hustle of everyone else.

Jamie hurried over to help and looked over at Sandy.

"Can nightmares come in different forms?!"

He was hoping he could differentiate the dream world from reality, based off of which danger seemed more real. Sandy nodded quickly then left to help the others.

Thirty minutes later…

Jamie looked around at his friends; they were all huddled in a group and each had their head down, lost in their own thoughts. The muffled growls and scratches of wolves could be heard outside.

Jack glanced up at Jamie every five minutes to make sure he was okay. He didn't like the situation at all; ten, maybe fifteen, hungry nightmare wolves outside, not a clue if he's sleeping or not, and not even having an opinion as to what the real world is or not, really sucked. Sandy seemed awfully troubled as well. Did Sandy know who the Dream Lord was? What did this all have to do with Jamie anyway? His thoughts were jostled as a scratching noise sounded a little to close to them. The guardians and Jamie all shot their heads up and towards the kitchen. The wolf had broken in so close that they could see the claws, prying through the boards. It was still multiple boards away but too close for comfort. They all shot up to try and fix it but as soon as they did, the chirping of birds could be heard once more.

"The birds, don't fall…" Tooth started to say, but soon she fell to the floor, asleep, followed by everyone else. The growls and scraps were still echoing in their ears as they each lost consciousness.

Reality two:

They all groaned as they got to their feet. How many times had this happened; twice, three times?

"So." A, regrettably familiar voice popped out of nowhere (nothing out of the ordinary there). "Two realities, if you die in the dream world, you wake up in reality. Now ask me what happens if you die in reality." He said turning to Bunny.

"What happens?" Bunny asked through clenched teeth.

"You die, stupid, that's why it's called reality." He answered and Bunny did all he could not to waste his fighting energy on something he knew he couldn't harm.

"Now, you might want to prepare yourselves, because this next danger is going to be a bit tricky." He continued. Everyone else gave the man a mixture of groans, death stares, and violent looks, while Sandy blew golden steam out of his ears to express his displeasure.

"Vell, vhatever comes, we vill fight off." North spoke sternly.(Forgive me, I don't do North's accented speech very well)

"Oh, and there's where you're mistaken old man. You see, this is a more natural danger; one that you cannot fight. Hold on to your hats, guys. Don't want the storm to blow it away." He laughed and disappeared, again.

Their eyes widened like saucers, as they each interpreted the meaning of his words. The wind outside began to howl and as they all stepped outside, their hearts stopped beating for a second. Right before them, ripping through all the houses, was a monstrous tornado, at least a mile wide and it was coming right toward them. Running out of the house and down the street, though Jamie and the others didn't dare look back, they could hear the sound of the tornado tearing apart Jamie's house and following them down the street. The person having the most issues though, was Jack. The wind was having a much stronger impact on him and sucking him in with it. Jamie looked back at his friend wide-eyed, as Jack struggled just to keep his feet straight on the ground, much less keep up with the rest of them.

"JACK NEEDS HELP!" Jamie yelled out but the winds were blowing too strong for them to hear. In a last minute decision, he ran back to try and help. Jack looked up, in fear for his friend's life, when he saw Jamie trying to help him.

"JAMIE, GO! Ill BE FINE!" He reassured but this couldn't be farther from the truth. The wind was how he traveled, and now, it was going to be his downfall. He shoved Jamie ahead towards the group. They had all made it under a bridge, except Jack. They watched in horror as the wind gradually tried to suck him in and then…he stopped and looked up at his friends one more time before the wind pulled him into the twisting cyclone.

"JACK!" Everyone screamed in unison.

They continued to stare where their friend once was and Jamie narrowed his eyes.

"This isn't the reality!" He shouted and everyone turned to him.

"Are you sure, mate?!"

"Positive! There is no reality, without my friend in it! The Dream Lord said if we die in the dream world, then we'll wake up in reality. Well, lets test that theory!" He shouted and before anyone could see what he was about to do, he ran out from under the bridge and charged straight into the tornado. Everyone had looks of shock on their faces but followed after screaming his name. Jamie had made his choice. They all came together as the wind whirled around them and then…everything went black.

Light slowly entered Jack's vision and he sat straight up with a gasp. He looked around him; everyone else was still asleep. He let out a sigh of relief, that he wasn't dead but it was short lasted when he heard the growls of wolves even closer to busting in than before. He jumped up and tried to get all that he find, that wasn't already used to block them off but they suddenly just…disappeared. The winter spirit stared in confusion, until he heard his friend and fellow comrades stir.

The guardians and Jamie sat straight up, just as Jack had done. They were alive? They were alive! Jamie had made the right choice. Everyone including Jack rushed forward to congratulate him but they stopped when they saw the suspicious and disbelieving look on his face. A figure then appeared in the room, that no one wanted to see.

"Well, congratulations, you did it Jamie. You beat me and my little game." He said with a smile and everyone glared with a hatred that they didn't know even existed inside them.

"Well, then I suppose I'd better be on my way. I wont bother you anymore." He finished.

"WAIT! I didn't beat your game at all!" Jamie yelled, catching everyone by surprise and the man stopped with a jolt.

"You guessed the right reality." The man spoke with a sudden interest.

"No I didn't because neither of these worlds is the reality. Were still dreaming aren't we?!" He asked.

Everyone looked at the man, expecting an answer. Could it be true. Were they really in no danger the whole time? Were they still asleep? The questions sounding in their head were stopped by a slow, unenthusiastic clapping. The man had a wide smile on his face before he left.

"Clever boy."

The world around them began to dissolve and crumble into darkness.

The actual reality: :)

The guardians slowly opened their eyes to see several elves and yetis surrounding them.

"What-what happened." Tooth asked sitting up.

The yeti began to speak a very odd language, that only North could understand.

"Yetis say we fell asleep from Sandy's dream sand." He explained and Sandy shrugged with a sheepish smile.

"That was the weirdest dream ever." Jack said with a laugh and without any other second thought, everyone went on with their day, passing it all of as a strange dream.

Jamie walked alone, down by the lake and looked at his reflection in the water but instead of getting his actual reflection, someone else stared back at him with a large grin on his face.

"Well done boy."

In an instant the man distorted in the rippled water and was replaced by Jamie's reflection. He smiled at the man, not knowing why. He knew the guardians wouldn't remember their dreams all that well but he did. He remembered everything. He got a chance to protect his friends and…he got a choice. Jamie's choice.

"Thank you."