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And now, the moment you've all been waiting for:

Chapter 2(loud cheering and clapping in background):

3rd Person POV**

"I'm telling you, that's what they said. Purple hair, purple eyes, small, and in a tree." Jack argued.

"Not possible. She has long since gone under the blanket-"

"You mean under cover?"

"Es what I said. She has not come out for years and years."

"Who, though? You're not telling me who this is you're talking about?"

North starts muttering to himself, "It is nearing the end of the millennia… must remind the others…" as he walks off.

Jack sighs, knowing by now that it's useless to get his attention now. Maybe Tooth will tell him…

3 hours later**

"… And of course you know about the importance of the lateral incisor! Look at the perfection of this darling tooth!"

When Tooth turned her back, Jack risked rolling his eyes.

This was going to take a while.

Niki's POV**

Sometimes I wonder if there's a way to cheat it. The magic that holds me to the cycle is very strong and very powerful; heck, it's what did my creator in. It's what he poured the last few years of his life into. Then gave me to him. The man I called brother for so many years. The man who taught me pretty much everything I know about my power so far. Sure, over the years I've experimented and discovered a few more things, but the majority I learned from him. From the Man in the Moon.

My preparation to lose my memories always consists of a few things. First off, I throw everything I have at the Evil, hoping it will stay down until I choose Good again. Second, I have to visit the Guardians. It's required; a rule made by MiM after the Dark Ages, that forces me to speak to them before the millennia ends to sort out details: Where I might regenerate, threats to watch out for, etcetera, etcetera.

You see, people think that the Guardians are the ones who fight Evil, and while I believe that, with Jack, they are semi-capable, I do most of the work, leaving them the minor stuff. Take the battle with Pitch Black a year ago for example: I'd already defeated him once before, right after I'd regenerated after the Dark Ages. I was mad that I did all those things and I took it out on him. He was a lot more powerful back then and when I crushed him, he lost a lot of power. So when he came back, I knew he didn't pose that much of a threat because if it did get to the point where the Guardians couldn't handle it, I would step in. That's when Jack Frost impressed me.

I stand, quite finished with my musings for the day and stretch. Then tense. I hear sleigh bells.

"Oh, nooo…" I groan.

I have never let them see my home. Pretty sure they don't even know exactly where it is. But they have an idea. So on the rare occasion that they come to see me, they just come to the general area and hunt me down (not literally). Whenever this happens, I usually have time to fly in an opposite direction, throwing them off the scent. But I don't have time now-

"Niki!"

North. And he's standing precariously close to my cave. I cringe as I imagine a wall fly up around him, boxing him in.

"Sorry, North!" I call out, hopping down from the top of the cave to step on the wall. "A little too close for comfort."

"Es… alright." He says, looking up at me, eyes wary. "End of millennia is nearing. You are prepared?"

"Um, almost."

"You have been watching Jamie and Sophie?"

"How- You know what, it doesn't matter. Yeah, they're great kids."

"Do not hurt them."

"North, we've been over this before. I will not talk to them, nor get within touching distance of them. I don't want to hurt anyone."

North nods in agreement.

I imagine him, myself, and the sleigh appearing about a mile away. The walls are gone and I sit on a rock behind me while North watches me.

"Niki-"

"It's under control, North. I know what I'm doing. This isn't my first time regenerating."

"Well, if you need help-"

"No."

"…"

"… Thank you, though."

"All right, then. I'll just be going."

"Good bye."

I imagine myself back at my cave, leaving North behind with his sleigh. I melt through the wall of ivy as I open the door and let myself in to my cave.

Jack POV**

"North." I say, a bit irritated. No one's given me an answer yet.

"Yes, Jack?"

"Who is she?"

"Who?"

"The girl with purple hair!"

"Oh, yes, Niki. Strange child."

"Niki."

"Yes, Niki."

"Well…?"

"She es old, old spirit."

"Uh-huh. I got that. But who exactly is Niki?"

"Jack, you must understand, even we do not know much about this girl. She was not created by MiM," North says, to me.

But, that's not possible. Every spirit was created by MiM. My shock apparently shows on my face.

"Niki was created for special purpose. To fight Evil."

"Aren't we all?"

"No, Jack, that es different. We were specifically created to protect ze children. Niki was created to protect all children, adults and other spirits alike."

"Huh, big responsibility."

"Every one thousand years, Niki regenerates. When she regenerates, she loses all powers and memories until she chooses a side to fight for: Good or Evil. Once Niki chooses, she has the option to regain her memories or not."

"Has she ever chosen Evil?"

"Once. The second time she regenerated. It vas… not good."

"Tha's the understatement of the century. Niki is dangerous and she can't be trusted."

The Easter Kangaroo growls behind us.

"Bunny! Ve do not know that!"

"Take my word for it. Whetha' she chooses Good or Evil, she always messes up."

"Oh, come on! She really can't be that bad!" I protest.

Niki's POV**

"This is bad. I mean really, really bad, like, shoot-me-and-laugh kind of bad."

"That bad, huh?" the spirit I was currently standing next to, my old "acquaintance" Day, says while chewing what I think is popcorn.

"You don't even know the half of it. My powers can't be gone already! It's not due to happen for another week!" I close my eyes and try to feel the power I'm so used to surging in through my blood, but I sense nothing.

"Try again, you must be hallucinating."

"No, Day, I'm pretty sure I'm not, because hallucinating is my power. Or at least, it's closely related to that."

"Well go find someone who you can ask. There's got to be someone you know who just happens to have a large extensive library and knowledge and powerful friends and who may just happen to live up at the North Pole."

"Are you crazy?" I stare at her and she rolls her eyes.

"Always so dramatic," she mutters.

"There is no way I'm going to ask North for help. Any of the Guardians, for that matter!"

"What about Jack Frost? He's pretty cute."

"Day Light! Please, just shut up. You're not helping."

She shrugs.

"Whatever. Hey, I gotta fly. See ya 'round!"

I sigh and shake my head. This is so not happening.

Hey people! Shorter chapter, but I figured I'd give you guys something to read while I muse about my latest stories! I hope to have another one out soon, and you, my reviwers, are awesome for hanging in there while I deal with my crazy life! Thanks for reading!

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