Chapter 3

Chapter 3! Finally!

Sorry to the reviwer on the 11th that I had to post this on the 12th. I had a Com. Arts huge study guide due.

To those who do not go to my school, Com. Arts stand for Communication Arts. It's English class and Litrary class combined.

To A Fan: Yes, she's a mutant like Logan and Victor minus the claws and bag lady nails. She also has hilenghted senses like them too. Forgot to mention that in chap2. *Guilty smile*

Yeah, Pitch Black is my father. He also keeps on trying to recruit me and turn me into a 'Nightmere Princess'. The term 'Nightmere Princess', is really self-explanatory. He wants me to be a Princess of Nightmeres. No thank you. I'm not evil I just want to be left alone goddamn it!

I had some pizza that I heated up the mirowave. Yes, I have a mirowave. You really don't think I've adding some modren things in this old house? What do you think I've been doing these past three months?

The comment from Pitch about the mutant underground was about me being part of the major inflence over them and close ties with Magneto. Humans will never accept us. What in the world is Xavier thinking? That dude's a bit mental if you ask me.

I brush my teeth and put on my black pyjamas with fire pattrens on them. I brush my hair and let it hang loose around my face. I put my black slippers and go downstairs. Since I don't have to work tomorow, I decided to treat myself to a movie night.

I pop some popcorn and insert the movie Wreak-It Ralph into the disc slot. I also bought a flat screen tv with digital surround sound. It's absolutly epic.

After the movie (which I've seen a hundred times, I love Felix! He's so cute!), I brush my teeth and climb into bed.

Suddenly, I hear some noises from outside my house. Grabbing my taser (AN: Yes, I like to arm my heriones with tasers. Why? Because tasers are cool! Like bowties and bananas. [Doctor Who refrence to those who couldn't guess. Cookie to those who could!]) , I creep very carefully down the stairs and look out the window.

Outside, a huge figure which strangly looks like a kangaroo, is standing outside my house and seeminly waiting for me. I peek a little furthur and it spots me and starts to come towards the house.

Holy crap. Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap! I run to my panic room in the basement. Which unaccessable to anyone who would hurt me.

Then I remember what happened a few days ago when I was practicing my powers of controling shadows. I tore the door down. Oops.

The magic only works if the door closed! Craptastic.

I'm cornered, until I use the shadows to teleport me to the alley behind my shop in town.

"Been a long time." I jumped (for about the 1000th time today. I'm very jumpy. I'm sure you've noticed.) and pointed it at the figure.

"Easter Sunday wasn't it? Blackout of 76?" They continued in an Aussie accent.

That sounds like..."Bunny!" I exclaimed. "You're not still mad about that? Are you?" I say in a teasing way.

"Yes." He came out of the shadows and pointed his bomerang at me. "But this is about something else. Fellas."

Two hands grabbed me and tossed me into a sack. "Hey! What the bloody-!"(AN: Eliza has a slight British accent.) The rest of my protests are muffled by the bag.

I tumble around a bit, until I land on a hard surface with a thud. I slowly climb out with my taser in the hands of that stupid kangaroo. And all the Guardians surrounding me. I curse silently under my breath. Dammit.

"Hello Eliza!" North greets me in his thick Russian accent. "Eliza, you know Tooth; Bunny, obviously;"

"Obviously." I nod at kangaroo.

"And Sandy." Snore from Sandman. "Sandy. Sandy. Wake up!" Sandy wakes up, smiles and waves at me.

"And our latest addition, Jack Frost." He jumps down from rafters on celling, smirks and leans one his staff as I stare a bit at him.

I blink and turn my gaze to North again. "So, I must have done something really bad to get you fo-five together." I look around the room. "Hey, am I on the naughty list?"

"On Naughty list, ha!" North exclaims. "You hold record."

"Hey, whoa!" Jack protested. "I thought I was record holder?!"

North shrugged. "I lied."

I smirk at Jack.

"But, no matter, ve'll over look that. Now, ve are vipping ze slate clean." North dusted off his right wrist, the one with the Naughty tatto, to prove his point.

"How come?" I ask.

"Heh, good question." Bunny says.

"How come?" North repeats my question. " I tell you how come! Now you are Guardian!" He shouts. Yetis come in trowing torches. And Elves start playing music. "Music!" North bellows.

"No! No music!" I try to say. But the music is to loud and nobody hears me. So, like any rational teen, I construct a staff made out of shadows and slam it on the ground. A wind puts out the fire and blows the big book North had gotton out, into his face.

"What makes you think I want to be a Guardian?" I demand.

"Of course you do." North says. He tries to start up the music again...and fails.

"No! No music!" I shout. I slam my staff on the ground again.

"I'm not a Guardian." I repeat.

"See! That's what I said!" Bunny

"Give me one good reason you shouldn't be one." Jack says. I give him a sarcastic smile.

"Sure. How about I give you three!" I start pacing around the room and counting off my fingers.

"One, I don't want to be one." North looks at me in disbelief.

"Two, I hate reponsibilities. I've got enough already." Bunny rolls his eyes at that one.

"And three, I'm not even a spirit!" Jack widens his eyes at that one.

"If she's not a spirit, then why did the Man in the Moon chose her?" He asks the other Guardians.

"You didn't tell him?" I eyeball them. They look at eachother nervously. I sigh. "Well, I'm not telling him. When you're done I'll be at my house." I wave at them behind my sholder and teleport into a shadow.

I reach home and collapse into my bed. Then, I remember a very important detail. Bunny still has my taser. Shit.

AN: Whee! 1,136 words typed! Yay! I've made a gaol to type at least a thousand words for each chapter. Be happy. :) Please review!