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Okay, as I promised; here's chapter 4.
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Chapter 4 – We're Not Guardians

(Atheia's POV)

After a while of spinning around and shouting, Jack and I landed uncomfortably on the ground. Squirming about a bit, I looked up at Jack and whispered; "Where are we?"

"I don't know," He murmured back.

Outside, I could hear hushed whispers as someone opened the sack. Since Jack was closest from the opening, he crawled out.

"Ah, there he is," I heard someone boom in a Russian accent. "Jack Frost!"

"Wow…you've got to be kidding me…" Jack mumbled under his breath, barely audible to me. I crawled further away from the opening as Jack was yanked fully out of the sack. "Hey, hey, put me down…" Jack protested, and as I peeked through the opening, I saw the two yetis from before gently place Jack back on the ground.

"I hope the yetis treated you well." I noticed the Russian accent belonged to a large man with a while beard. He was dressed in a red outfit, with 'Naughty' and 'Nice' tattoos on both his arms. He had a large smile on his face. The kind of smile that was welcoming, but at the same time said something like; we've got you now.

"Oh yeah," Jack replied, as he kicked up his staff and rested it on his shoulder. "I love being shoved in a bag and tossed through a magic portal."

"Oh, good!" The Russian man said, obviously missing the sarcasm. "That was my idea."

After a while of mesmerized staring, I realized no one had noticed me yet. I glanced around the room, looking for any signs of escape routes. I realized I was in some sort of meeting room. I firstly noticed a large fireplace which covered the back wall where everyone was standing, along with podiums that held up the roof. On the other side of the room, controls covered the railing and over the side stood a giant globe, covered with small, gold, blinking lights. Above the globe, I noticed an open roof top, and grinning with relief, I felt around for my staff…only to figure out it wasn't in the bag with me. Grumbling under my breath, I scanned the room, spotting the wooden stick a couple of metres away from me.

I gave a quick glance to the other people in the room. The Russian man was still talking to Jack; our kidnapper was fiddling with a boomerang, a fairy with multicolored feathers covering her body was talking to a couple of mini versions of herself; and a small, golden man was snoozing next to the Russian guy. In other words, no one was looking my way.

I slowly inched myself out of the sack, my hand outstretched towards the rod. My body was half-way out of the sack and my staff was almost in my hand and still, no one noticed me. Just when my fingers barely grazed the polished wood, two furry hands picked me up from under my arms.

"No, damn it!" I cried, as I was pulled away from my staff. My outburst caused everyone's heads turn my way.

The yeti presented me in front of everyone, shouting garbled nonsense I couldn't understand. I sighed in defeat, slumping in the yeti's large hands. Jack just smirked at my helpless form, and I shot him a glare that simply told him to shut up.

The Russian man gave me a look of surprise and somewhat awe, stroking his chin while observing me. "So you're girl in image…" I gave the jolly man a look of confusion and he laughed, waving off the comment with his large hand. "Never mind…what's your name child?"

"It's Atheia, and I'm not a child," I looked at the yeti still holding me up. "Uh…can someone tell this guy to put me down?"

The large man chuckled again, giving a nod to the yeti. He laid me on the ground and I brushed myself off. I looked around and, spotting my staff off to the side, I walked over to it and picked it up, twirling the smooth wood in my hand. I noticed the whole room, minus Jack, were staring at me in amazement.

I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Uh…mind telling me your names?"

"Oh, of course!" The large man grinned. "I'm North, over there is Bunny," He said motioning to the large Pooka, who was still looking me over. I brushed off his gaze and turned back to North. "This is Sandy," He gestured to the little man on the floor, who smiled and gave me a small wave. I repeated the action politely. "And this is…"

"Toothania, but call me Tooth." The feathered fairy interrupted as she flew up to me, holding out an arm. I hesitantly shook it, staring at awe at the beautiful multicolored feathers that covered her body. A couple of mini fairies flew up to my face and squeaked a greeting. I gave them a grin as they flew around my head. "Oh my, your teeth look beautiful," Tooth admired as she flew closer.

I turned my attention away from the mini fairies and back to Tooth, a puzzled expression written on my face. "Wait, what? My teeth?"

"Open up, so I can get a better look at them." Tooth exclaimed as she stuck her fingers into my mouth, inspecting my teeth. I gave a confused look at the fairy and then at Jack, who was smirking in the corner.

I raised an eyebrow at him and in response he just laughed. Eventually, North noticed my discomfort. "Tooth, fingers out of mouth."

"Oh, sorry," She sheepishly chuckled as she flew away from me.

Jack walked up to me, the smirk still on his face. Bending down to me, he whispered in my ear; "She did that to me too."

"Oh…" I mumbled. Looking off to the side, I noticed that Bunny was still looking me over, a slight glare visible on his face. Getting slightly annoyed, I walked over to him, much to his surprise. "Look Furball, can you stop staring at me? Its weirding me out…"

The Pooka gave me a look of surprise, before hardening back into a glare. He pulled out his boomerang again and began sharpening it with his claws as I walked away.

I turned to North, grabbing his attention as he finished talking to Sandy. "Hey, North, not that it's great finally meeting all of you," I said with a hint of sarcasm, getting the attention of the whole room. "But, why am I here?"

Sandy put his hand up, a smile appearing on his features. A series of sand pictures appeared above his face, changing at a quickening speed that I could keep up with. My eyes just stared blankly at the little man as he used hand gestures to describe whatever pictures he was creating above his head. Jack crouched down to his level, trying to understand the pictures, but it seemed like he was having trouble also.

"Uh…that's not really helping us, but, but thanks little man." He mumbled.

Jack stood up. "We must have done something really bad to get you four together." The winter spirit froze a passing elf as the paced the wooden floors of the room. He turned back to North, a smirk plastered on his face. "Hey, am I on the Naughty List?"

North laughed for a while. "On Naughty List?" His voice turned serious as he pointed an accusing finger at the winter teen. "You hold the record." Shrugging off the imitating voice, he continued. "But no matter, we overlook, now we are wiping clean the slate." North brushed his arm over the word 'Naughty,' to prove his words.

Jack's smirk widened. "How come?"

"Huh, good question," Bunny said, copying Jack's smirk. He gave a quick glance my way, and I returned it with a glare. There was something I did not like about this Bunny…

"How come?" North repeated, ignoring Bunny's comment. "I tell you how come, because now, you are Guardians!"

My eyes widened as I realized the oh-so-jolly Guardian was also referring to me. Two of the yetis held up flaming torches as the elves around our feet started playing mini-trumpets. A couple of Tooth's fairies holding a flower chain flew up to me, attempting to place it on my head. Jack seemed to have a similar problem; except Tooth's mini fairies were trying to put a snowflake-patterned band around his neck. We both backed up into one of the yetis, who laid a 'comforting' paw on each of our shoulders.

I could feel the anger of all this burning up inside my chest. I just felt so rushed and annoyed. I also felt highly claustrophobic for once in my life; everyone just felt too close, and I didn't like it. "Hey! North! Quit it!" I shouted.

"This is the best part!" North cried, ignoring my complaints. He strode along with the army of elves that were playing marching music by his side. The yeti's that were holding the flaming torches were advancing on us, and Jack and I were forced shoulder-to-shoulder. I looked over to see one of the yetis hand North a large, golden book. I looked up at Jack with somewhat fear-filled eyes, and he looked down at me with his own alarmed orbs.

I couldn't take it anymore. My grip on my staff was causing blisters to form on my palm and green sparks danced dangerously around the hooked end. I couldn't breathe, and the build-up in my chest was infuriating. Just when I was gonna smack North upside the head with the end of my staff, Jack slammed down his own on the floor, causing a cold wind to whip throughout the room and frost to form on the polished wood of the floor, making the elves around our feet slide along with it.

After a couple of seconds of painfully awkward silence, I spoke up. "What in Hades makes you think we want to be Guardians?"

Silence. Then North laughed. He laughed so loud that I actually stood there dumbfounded. I mean, I didn't expect him to laugh. Jack seemed pretty surprised too. We made quick eye contact, before turning back to the recovering North.

"Of course you do," North said. "Music!"

The elves picked up their trumpets again and began to play at the Guardian's word.

"No music!" Jack shouted over the racket, causing one of the elves to throw down his trumpet in anger. "This is all very flattering," Jack continued as he paced the room. "But you don't want me; you're all hard work and deadlines, I'm snowballs and fun times."

"Yeah, and I'm all about flower-growing and creating things," I added, backing up to lean again the table Jack had perched on. I brought my emerald green eyes back up to the stunned four. "We're not Guardians."

Bunny laughed. "See? That's exactly what I said!"

Tooth, on the other hand looked worried. She flew over to us, saying "Jack, Atheia…I don't think you guys actually realize what we do." She glanced at the globe. Fluttering over to it, she motioned towards the blinking lights. "Each of those lights is a child…"

"A child who believes," North added, gazing at the globe. "And good or bad; naughty or nice, we protect them."

I stared at the globe in awe, my eyes flicking over the seven continents, counting the seemingly endless glowing dots scattered thought-out them. Mumbling and grunting pulled me out of my thoughts, and I turned to see Jack with Tooth's fingers plunged into his mouth.

"Tooth," North grumbled. "Fingers out of mouth."

"Sorry," Tooth guiltily chuckled. "They're beautiful."

I smirked at Jack as he jumped down, rubbing his jaw. He glanced at me for a second, before sticking his tongue out at my amused expression. I gladly repeated the action.

"Ok, no more wishy-washy!" North boomed, making both our heads jerk towards him. "Pitch is out there doing who knows what!"

"You mean the boogeyman?" Jack asked with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Yes!" North cried, gesturing to the globe. "When he threatens us, he threatens them as well!"

"All the more reason to pick someone more qualified!" Jack exclaimed, turning to walk away. I went to follow him when North's words made me stop in my tracks.

"Pick? You think we pick? No! You were chosen, like we were all chosen! By Man in Moon."

"What?" Jack and I asked simultaneously, turning our heads back to face the Guardians.

"Last night, he chose you both," Tooth added.

"Maybe…" Bunny said.

"Man in Moon?" Jack said, turning to look up at the open roof top where the moon's light came through into the room. "He talks to you?"

"You see you cannot say no, it is destiny…"

I followed Jack's view, turning to look up at the bright glow of the moon. "But why wouldn't he tell us that himself?"

Jack ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "After 300 years this is his answer? To spend eternity like you guys? Cooped up in some…some hideout, thinking of…of…"

"…new ways to bribe kids?" I added, anger hinting at my words.

"Yeah, that's not for us!" Jack shouted, turning his infuriated gaze onto the moon.

"No offense," I added, coming up to stand near Jack's side.

"Hang on, how is that not offensive?" Bunny cried, taking a menacing step towards us. "You know what I think?" Bunny said, turning back to the other Guardians. "I think we just dodged a bullet here. I mean, what do these clowns know 'bout bringing joy to children?"

Jack chuckled under his breath. "Uh, you ever heard of a snow day?"

"Or spring break? I joined, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yeah, it's no 'hard boiled egg'," Jack smirked as he used air quotes. "But kids like what we do."

"But none of them believe in ya, do they?" Bunny challenged, taking a couple more steps closer to us. Jack's smirk faltered and my glare hardened; the Pooka had hit a soft spot in both of us. I could see the green sparks appear at the hooked end of my staff again as my grip tightened on the smooth wood. "See, you're both invisible," He continued, as a smirk grew on his face. "It's like you don't even exist."

I couldn't stop myself. In a flash, my staff was pressed up to the Pooka's neck, the sparks still dancing around the end of it. "How dare you say that, you pathetic excuse for a Furball," I hissed, pushing my staff harder against his neck. Bunny's expression didn't even waver, he even seemed amused.

"Atheia! Calm down," Jack called, pulling my attention away from the Pooka. I gave him a confused glance but nonetheless, reluctantly lowered my staff. Jack just gave a grin. "Besides, the Kangaroo's right."

I giggled, and the 'Kangaroo's' smirk quickly changed into a scowl. "Wait, what? What did you call me? I'm not a Kangaroo mate."

"Oh, and this whole time we thought you were," Jack said, walking closer to Bunny. "If you're not a Kangaroo, what are you?"

Bunny walked closer until he was right up in Jack's face. "I'm a Bunny," He growled. "The Easter Bunny…and people believe in me."

Jack stared up at Bunny, hurt filled in his eyes as I narrowed my own glare with the Kangaroo. As my anger grew, the sparks on my staff seemed to grow larger and brighter. Sandy seemed to notice as he pulled at North's pant leg.

North lowered he head slightly, making eye contact with both of us. "Atheia, Jack, walk with me."

Well, there ya go :)
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