Turning, Fable leaned forward, resting her hands on the control panel of the Globe, her head dropped. "What's worse is that the children he is targeting are at the age where it is almost impossible for them to believe in saviors made up of creatures they think of as beings of lore and childish fantasy."

Head lifting, Fable stared at the globe. "After traveling with Pitch I've dedicated my time to helping those who were forcibly ripped from childhood, including teenagers. They are crushed by the realities of growing up; the magic of being a kid is lost to them. With some, I've done all I can to make sure they believe in some of the beauty of childhood, the beauty being you guys."

Bunnymund moved to stand next to her. "What'd ya mean by that?"

Giving him a sidelong glance, Fable cracked a smile, albeit a very small smile. "I do what I do best, I tell stories, and to those still holding on, I tell them stories of the Guardians."

Tooth flitted forward. She was practically giddy with shock and awe. "You've been making believers out of teenagers?"

Turning, Fable leaned back, crossing her arms. "I've been doing it for a long time. Believe it or not, you guys might have a few adult believers, which means their descendents might be believers long after they've left childhood behind. Though, this is just a guess, I've kept my visits minimal, once every ten years if I can find them."

There was a sudden burst of joyous laughter. North came forward. "How come you never tell?"

He clapped her on the shoulder affectionately, knocking the knowledge spirit down. "Crikey North!"

Fable proceeded to pick herself up, with the help of Bunny. North stroked his beard. "Sorry."

Groaning, she rubbed her shoulders, waving Bunny's paws away as she straightened. "It's alright. For Moon's sake Wallaby, I'm not an egg!"

Jack cocked his head to the side; he was standing in front of her now. "Why did you keep this a secret?"

There was not a hint suspicion in his words; it was simply a mere question. Fable still fixed him with look that would have given Frost's control over all things ice, a run for his money. "I didn't say anything because I didn't want Pitch finding out. Having adult and teenage believers is both very good and very bad."

Sandy floated over, a question mark floating over his head. "What I mean is that having believers at that age provides a lot of power to the Guardians as a whole, you could use that power if you guys managed to tap into it. Sadly, Pitch has access to that power too, but I've taken certain precautions to keep him from sensing it. Adults and teenagers know the world and have seen it at its worst. I've done all I can to keep the kids from fearing Pitch, given them stories that inspires them to uncover their inner strength so that if he does show himself to them, they'll pull a Lydia on his arse. Still, that doesn't stop Pitch from getting into some of their heads. He is like the Hannibal Lector of spirits."

Another question mark floated over Sandy's head. "Lydia is a little girl, part of the group that believers past the usual age. Pitch liked to stand outside her window in the form of something called The Roof Walker, big hellfire dog eyes, dressed all in black, fingers clawed, basically a modern version of Spring Heeled Jack. I made a story for her, and gave her the courage to stand up to him. The next time Pitch visited her. She let him in through her window and played a game of baseball…..with his head."

Jack burst out laughing, clutching his staff for support as he cradled his stomach. "You mean to tell me you gave that kid the courage to take on Pitch?!"

Her lips quivered into an unsure smile. "Words are a powerful thing Frost, use them right and you can inspire anyone."

Still laughing, Frost directed a smile at Fable. "I'm starting to like you bookworm… I mean wow!"

North chuckled, but fixed Fable with a calculating look. "You been waiting for this? That is why you come so prepared?"

Fingering the strap of her backpack thoughtfully, Fable shrugged. "It's the curse of a knowledge spirit, Daddaí Na Nollaig. I was hoping it would never come to this, but it has. I've been checking every child, teenager, and adult since we last spoke. The ones I've found are still believers, as are some of their lil ones."

Tooth flew right into Fable, wrapping her in a hug that surprisingly forced most of the air out of the spectacled spirits lungs. "Thank you so much Fable."

Chuckling, she gasped for oxygen "For what?"

The fairy pulled away, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Those believers are what kept us alive when the children stopped believing in us, aren't they?"

For the first time, Fable flushed a shy grin on her face "Those kids in Burgess were the ones that saved your arses."

North nodded. "Always wonder about that, even though we had Jamie believe in us, we should have faded before then."

Shrugging, Fable spared a glance at the globe "I take no credit. You want to say thank you, take it up with Jamie, he is your hero."

Jack caught something in the spirit's eyes, at saying the boy's name he noticed it was said with a hint of affection. "You've met him haven't you?"

Her attention focused on him, Fable's smile was distant as if recalling a pleasant dream "Perhaps."


Author's Note: Fable has quite a few tricks up her sleeve I'd say. By the by, the name she uses on North is the name given to him in Ireland, also called Santie and of course the classic Santa Claus. Oh, and did you guys know that instead of a glass of milk left out for Santa, it's not uncommon in Ireland to leave out Guinness instead?

So, class starts up the day after tomorrow. I'll be going in to start my shift at work at 8 in the morning and I'll be pulling espresso shots and serving coffee till 11am, then to Biology with my arse, and then back to work at 2pm to 6:30pm. Monday is going to be a very long day for me. Also, my new laptop comes in on either Tuesday or Wednesday, gonna be amazing. So tell me what you all think of Fable's tricks and her plans in trying to take down Pitch? Hope it works for ya, review, favorite the story, all that jazz XD