I want to apologise for how long it took me to get this posted up. I'm so busy with my college project that I've had barely any chance to write anything. I'm also sorry for how short this seems, I just wanted to finish this section to move onto the next part of this story. Anyway I hope you enjoy what is here and tell me what you think :)
"Exactly, that's the problem!" I wake from my deathly sleep to the muffled shouts of Jack Frost. His voice travelled through the wall to my left, signalling that he was arguing the Guardians in the room next to me.
"Since I got here not one of you has thought for yourself, you all follow MiM's orders like lost sheep! This is why I didn't want to become a Guardian. I waited around long enough for MiM to guide me to where I needed to be, and he didn't answer me once! Yet now, just because he says a couple of words to you I'm supposed to follow everyone around and kill people for doing absolutely nothing, with a grin on my face and my tail wagging behind me?!" He exclaims.
"No, Jack, that's not what we ment-" Tooth begins. I drag myself from the bed and force myself to begin walking toward the door. My chest was burning and it felt like the metal was being slashed over me all over again.
"Then what did you mean?! Pitch is lying in there struggling for his life because you all attacked him! He was trying to protect me! Are you too blind to see that Pitch isn't the person he is being portrayed as anymore?! Do you not see how much I love him?! Or doesn't that matter?" Jack continues with his argument. I freeze in my advances, leaning up the wall half way to my destienation to hear what might be said next. I attempt to control my breathing, to steady it from sudden exhaustion.
"Man in moon never turned back on you. He always talked about you, about how strong you're becoming and how he hopes you find where you need to go. None of us are ever ordered by him, but when Pitch came back, he saw threat to children and we need to protect children." North explains. During his explination I have moved to the open doorway and am now leaning up the wood frame, rigidly.
"North's right, Lunar always used to talk about you." I cut in, drawing their attention over to me. Jacks face instantly lights up and he runs over to me, tightly hugging my waist, trying to avoid hurting my chest.
"You talk to MiM? I find that hard to believe." Bunny scoffs, not even bothering to greet me. My hands circle Jack, returning his embrace whilst I scowl at the rabbit.
"He might not have told you this, but me and Lunar go back further than you can imagine. He's an old friend if you like. Like all of you I had a life before I became immortal and I was supposed to be the frist Guardian. However, unlike you, I am constricted with the memories I can remember. Lunar keeps the important ones locked away in the back of my head, I don't know how I died or anything from my previous life. Only that I was a General of the golden armies and I carried a terrible tragedy on my shoulders. Lunar feels threatened by me now the nightmares took over me because I know everything about him and he knows nothing about me. He still talks to me because he still carries hope that he can get the General back that used to play chess with him when he was off duty." I explain. All the Guardians seem baffled at my backstory, like it was some sort of shock. Well... It probably was, they probably thought I didn't even have a life before the Nightmare King. In my mind it doesn't seem much of a life until I can discover and unlock all of my memories that I hold. But Lunar makes it incredibly difficult to be able to achive that.
"He certainly wasn't best pleased when I met Jack either. All that fuss over trying to keep me away from him... He really had his eye out for you Jack. Making sure I wouldn't 'twist your path' by erasing me from your memory when you died." I breathe, shifting into a little depressive world of my own.
"Awh c'mon guys, can I keep him?" Jack giggles, clinging onto me tighter. I look down at him raising an eyebrow at the pet reference.
"Please, stay," North insists, "it is about time we settle old war no? All this fighting, it is getting old."
"I don't think Lunar will be happy with that descision. I should get back to my home. The shadows is where I belong, not shoulder to shoulder with the Guardians." I begin, walking toward the entrance door and weaving a form of apology in with my sentance. However, the intensity of the moon grows and it's moonlight fills the room with a hard glow.
"Man in Moon wants you to." North urges. I can't help but glare up at the moon, sneering.
"After all these years trying to kill me, you want me to join the Guardians?" I growl.
'You are my oldest friend Kozmotis. I want to be able to act like it with you too.' His airy voice fills my head.
"Don't call me that." I snarl, looking away slightly.
'It is you name, isn't it?' He questions, a sense of humour mixing with his tone.
"It was my name! Kozmotis Pitchiner was that General that you were friends with. I don't know if you've noticed, but things are a little different now." I explain, sweeping my hands back slightly to show off my look. "You've already requested my alliance with the Guardians once before, and the answer will be the same. No." I finish, sternly. I am about to turn away and walk through the doors, when he, once again, interrupts me.
'If not for me, for Jack.' He pleads. My hands curl into fists and clench. My teeth grind together and I turn to face the moon again.
"Don't even bother bringing Jack into this! You're the whole reason we're in this mess! You couldn't just leave us to it. To have a happy, normal life with each other!" I exclaim, my stress libels rising.
'But it wouldn't have be a happy normal life. You would have to stand by and watch Jack grow old and, eventually, slip through your fingers. You would constantly be in the chance of danger and he would be an easy target for anyone to use against you. Staying with the Guardians means you can be with Jack, protect him when he needs it and wouldn't be in initial danger." Tsar Lunar reasons with me. I smirk at this. Jack wouldn't need protecting anymore, he's more powerful than he lets on to be. Besides how could I protect him if I couldn't even save him from drying the first time around? I look over to the Guardians and then focus in Jack who has a hopeful, almost wishful, look about him, just begging me to agree to stay. How could I turn that down? Lunar, there's absolutely no way I'm doing this for you!
"Ok." I breathe. Jack instantly lights up, glows with happiness, and runs toward me, flinging him arms around my chest. The moonlight rays seem to shift slightly, as if resembling a warm smile.
Thanks for reading. I'll try and sort out a timetable for writing and my college project so I can upload a better quality of writing. I just wanted to let you know that I haven't abandoned this story, or put it on hold, things are just pilling up and it's making it slightly difficult for me to keep up with. Thanks again :)