Oh my sweet goodness, I am so sorry for not updating sooner. I've been swamped with homework and such... School literally took over my life. I had four tests today alone. So I will do my best to update more often, I promise!

Special thanks to of fan and fic for being awesome and reminding me that I should write this :)


The three landed on the doorstep of the Santoff Klausen. Tooth beamed down at Tyra and Jack, before grabbing them both by the wrist and flying into the workshop.

"North! Sandy, we're-" Tooth's words were cut off by a gasp of horror. The workshop was in shambles. The globe had rolled off of its pedestal, and was lying against a wall. Elves were lying on the ground, all unmoving, like some gruesome confetti. Tufts of gray fur hung off of the desks, and shattered toys littered the floor. Tyra's eyes widened as she looked around, and she took a step back.

"Tooth?" Bunny's Australian accent reached the Tooth Fairy's ears. She quickly flew towards the sound, brushing the pile of broken toys off of him.

"Bunnymund!" Tooth exclaimed in relief, hugging him briefly. "What happened?"

"Wolves attacked," Bunny answered, coughing as she let go of him.

"Wolves... Oh, no," Tyra whispered. But... she had seen him less than two hours ago. How had he done all this?

"They trapped North and the Yetis downstairs. Sandy was kidnapped," Bunny continued.

"How could a wolf have done all of this?" Jack asked, anger in the winter spirit's voice. He straightened up from closing an elf's eyes.

"There wasn't just one of them, Frostbite," Bunny answered. With Tooth's help, he slowly straightened up. "There was a whole pack of 'em."

"We need to go find North," Tooth said, her tone worried. "Jack, Tyra, please?"

Tyra nodded once, taking to the air. She immediately flew out of the room, Jack following. The halls were dark, almost eerie in their silence.

"Where could they be?" Tyra muttered, looking around in the dark.

Jack shushed her, and she gave him a glare. He shook his head. "Listen," He told her. Tyra did just that. The sounds of someone banging against something was coming from their right. Immediately, they flew that way.

They found North and the Yetis trapped in a room downstairs, the door covered in something that looked almost like bone.

"North? North, are you in there?" Jack called, rapping on the door with his staff.

"Jack! Get us out! We cannot open the door," North's voice boomed from inside of the room.

Tyra wordlessly pulled a pin out of her pocket, and offered it to Jack. He nodded his thanks, before picking the lock. The thick door opened, the shards of white that were covering it falling to the ground. The two had only a moment to move before the Yetis and North came stampeding out.

"Thank you, Jack! We could not get out. Cursed wolves," North spat, muttering something in Russian. His gaze landed on Tyra, who was still hovering a few feet off of the ground. Upon seeing that he was looking at her, the spirit of the New Year slowly returned to the ground.

"Are you alright?" She asked, a note of worry in her voice.

North nodded, his expression grim. "I am. Sandy is not," He answered, crossing his tattooed arms.

"Where did they take him?" Jack asked, his hand gripping his staff.

North closed his blue eyes for a few seconds, before opening them again. "I do not know," He confessed. "Where are Tooth and Bunny?"

"They're upstairs. Bunny's hurt, and Tooth's helping him," Tyra answered.

North, without another word, turned and walked up towards where the Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy were. Where had the wolves taken Sandy, he wondered. He and his friends had gained one Guardian... Only to lose another. Would this attack have the same outcome as the last? Near death, but a victory. Or would it not end as well this time?

North honestly did not know.