Chapter One: In Which Manny Chooses A New Guardian

Jack Frost crept across the floor of North's workshop ever so slowly. The Guardians had been summoned once again by Manny and North got too excited when he saw his fellow Guardians. Especially Jack, who North considered to be like a son. However, between North's lectures, Bunnymund's jabs, and Tooth's strange obsession with his teeth, the Guardian of Fun was through with waiting on Manny to start the meeting.

Swinging open a window, Jack threw his arms up. "Take me home, Wind!" he cried. The wind blew angrily at Jack Frost. "What's wrong, Wind? I said, Take me home." As hot air flowed past him, Jack's face grew puzzled. Defeated, he walked back to the boisterous group.

Sandy glanced in the young Guardian's direction and saw the troubled look on his face. The Dream Guardian flew to Jack's side and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Oh, hey Sandy," Jack said.

Sandy created a bunch of symbols that roughly translate to Why are you troubled, dear friend while waving his arms in worry.

"It's the Wind," Jack said. "I can't fly. It's like it's turned on me, Sandy. The Wind has never done that!"

Tooth turned her head at that statement. "You can't fly?" she gasped.

"Can't even hover."

"Let Wind be. Focus more on Man-in-Moon," North butted in.

"Uh, guys?" Bunnymund said. "Manny's talking now!"

The Guardians gathered around the moonlight. A form took shape. A woman with long straight hair in biker chick chic stared at them with a twisted angry look on her face.

"Who is that?" Jack said.

"Rage Red," Tooth squeaked.

"Rage Red?"

"Pitch's daughter from the darkness. Her sister is Mother Nature. They dislike each other." Bunnymund explained.

"So, Manny, you say Rage Red is becoming threat?" North asked.

After a couple of seconds, the image of Rage Red vanished. Manny directed his moonlight to the big G in the floor, cause the Guardian crystal to rise.

Bunnymund's ear laid flat. "You can't be serious? Another Guardian? We've barely had Icicle Feet here for a year."

"Icicle Feet?" Jack said flatly. "Way to go, Easter Kangaroo."

A 3D hologram appeared of a tall girl in a flowing Greek Goddess dress with petal sleeves appeared. Her dark curls, wild like a lion's mane and fell to the small of her back, hid her face from them.

"Who is this, Manny?" Tooth asked. The Memory Guardian's face contorted in confusion. "What do you mean by Ask her yourself?"

"Manny, what part of no mortal or immortal shall see nor hear me does not compute with your all-knowing self?" a voice asked, clearly exasperated with the-Man-in-the-Moon. "I haven't had that form since I became Immortal."

Jack and the others turned around to see wisps of black, white, gold, and deep tan gathering together, forming a humanoid shape. A girl, whose height rivaled Bunnymund's and obviously spent loads of time in the sun, clothed in white with a curly black mane appear. She settled down on the ground, the glowing white irises of her eyes staring at their slack jaws.

"Oi, what's with these high and mighty Guardians now?" she said, turned around, looking behind her. "Is a Yeti dancing or something?"

"You're..." North stuttered.

The girl looked at the Guardians of Childhood. "Who are you guys staring at?" she wondered. Throwing her hands up, she sighed heavily. "Oh well, it's not like I'll get an answer. Man, all these centuries of breezing place to place has got me talking to myself."

"You are new Guardian!" North exclaimed, pointing at the girl.

"Eh?" she yelled. "Wait, you guys see me?"

Jack smirked, trying to keep his cool and mischievous facade. "Well, duh."

The girl glared at the Fun Guardian. "Geez, Jack Frost, stop with that stupid attitude!" she yelled, pointing at him. Her eyes wandered to her hand and she gasped. "Oh my Gods and Goddesses! I have an arm!" She looked down in amazement. Patting her upper arms, she giggled. "Two arms and ten fingers! Good, that's good! Oh! Legs, I have legs. And ten toes. I missed having toes!" The girl touched her face. "Two eyeballs, check. One mouth, check. Nose and chin, check. Two smallish ears, double check." She grabbed a stray curl and brought it in front of her eyes. "My hair is back! Oh, the mane that was my pride and joy!" The rambling Guardian-to-be bounced in excitement. "I have my body back! Holy Zeus! This is fantastic!"

Tooth gazed at the girl. "And I thought I was full of energy."

A giant paw landed on the girl's shoulder. "Who are ya?" Bunnymund questioned as he spun the girl to face him. A gasp emitted from the Easter Bunny as her form became like a colorful fog, his paw going through her.

"Damn it all to Hades!" she cursed. "My form isn't stable!" She floated way from them and concentrated, her body becoming solid once again.

Bunnymund flattened his ears again. "I thought I asked you a question. Who and what are you?" The other Guardians nodded in agreement.

Sighing, the girl floated on the air, posed as if she were lying on her belly on a bed, legs crossed in the air. "And I thought it would be obvious."

Jack glared at her. "How come you're controlling my Wind? I'm the only one who can do that!"

"Jackson Overland Frost! How dare you say that you control me!" she exclaimed, angry tears falling from her eyes. "And after all the times I've flown you to where ever you wished to go with no complaint!"

Sandy's symbols flashed at an amazing speed. A image of Jack, a wavy set of lines, and the girl kept appearing over his head. Tooth stared at Sandy. "We don't understand you, Sandy. What do you mean?"

Jack gulped. "It can't be."

"Oh, but it can."

"Not possible!"

North was confused at the girl' sand Jack's exchange. "What not possible about girl?"

Jack shook his head. "No. It just doesn't make sense. If it were true, why didn't you appear like this before me 300 years ago?"

The girl look sad. "Because, I haven't had a form since I first met Manny. At least, not until today. I'm suppose to be intangible and silent. I am the elusive spirit, Thyra of Greece. I became the Wind."

Moira: DUN DUN DUN! Thyra's the Wind spirit! And the new Guardian. Jack isn't the new guy anymore!

Jack Frost: Hey, if Thyra was the one carrying me place to place, that means she is also the one who kept dropping me on my head!

Thyra: Jack, it wasn't on purpose! I mean, you're so heavy!

Jack: What's that suppose to mean?

Thyra: Heavy means heavy, Frostbite!

Jack: If I was so heavy, why'd you keep flying me to my destinations?

Thyra blushes.

Moira: She is just a sucker for a pretty face. Or it could be her hero syndrome acting up.

Jack: Hero syndrome?

Thyra hits Jack in the head. Now he is unconscious.

Thyra: Don't ask unnecessary questions!

Moira: Geez, you two, can't y'all just not fight yet. I need to do the disclaimer. Unless someone wants to do it instead.

Thyra: ME! CHOOSE ME!

Moira: Go ahead.

Thyra: Rise of the Guardians doesn't belong to Moira. She does have rights to Rage Red and me, the other side of the Wind. Hey, am I an OC or a real character?

Moira: I think Thyra of Greece, Guardian-to-be is an OC based off the Wind.

Thyra: Ok then.

Moira: R&R, people! Thanks for reading.