Copyright and that with me not owning stuff, except this character and extra stuff I add. I forgot to mention earlier that this probably will take place after the defeat of Pitch Black by a few years.

Right now the rating will be T. I shall consider changing it to M just so I can have freedom later, but I'll decide on that then.

Paris, the place to go to find true love. To stand on the steps of the Basilica du Sacre-Coeur, at the top of the Eiffel Tower, or in small niche cafes. So many couples travel here to try to experience the wonder and beauty that love holds and see what has been called by so many as the city of romance. It really is beautiful with the lights and thoughts of love, but in fact I spend most of my time avoiding the city. Sure, I need to stop in for the teenager's assessment and to make sure the children are loving one another. Besides that though, I tend to steer clear of places that are called romantic. Imagine the upheaval if everyone who went to Paris fell in love there?

Unfortunately, when duty calls, I have to go. This was a man's last chance at finding one to call his own, and he just had to choose Paris. Normally I wouldn't try to get through to people here, but everyone deserves love! The man was an average human, in his late twenties with short brown hair and green eyes. His average build generally went unnoticed by many, but he was in no way unattractive. Hell, if I could find love he wouldn't be a bad choice.

His upcoming encounter was with a gorgeous woman, he was truly lucky. She didn't have the stereotypical looks of big boobs and no frame, but instead she was just above the average weight line for her five-foot-seven height. The best physical trait was her hair. Flowing curls that bounced just above her shoulders as she walked, being nestled perfectly by the light breeze. Sometimes nature makes my job so easy!

All I had to do was wait for the per-

"Crap..." I mutter as a hole appears in the ground in front of me. "What do you want rabbit?" I ask as the tall, grey rabbit called Bunnymund hops out.

"Oh, nothin' much. North wants yah'." I gave him a very quizzical look. "I don' normally take messages from him," he explains, "but it's my day off of paintin'!" He grumbles, clearly unhappy that he has been forced to do something besides bug North about Christmas.

"You couldn't wait a few moments Bunny? Well, guess I'll go in a mo- Ugh, I missed the best moment!" I quickly take a pinch of powder from my regularly filled suit pocket and blow it at the two just seconds after their collision while they are helping each other up. "I swear, sometimes you guys don't understand." I mumbled, fixing my blue pinstripe suit.

Bunnymund left with a groan and a shrug, hopping back through his hole. I knew better than trying to follow him, those things are slides just waiting to to kill. I instead sprouted my pink feather wings and flew off towards the north, using the correct air currents to head to the pole as fast as possible. It didn't take very long, flying is a very fast and precise travel, but not as fast or warm as tunnels or snowglobes.

Landing at the large double door entrance, being here one time before to help North with his I-want-a-wife phase, I knew where it was. I took a moment to fix my suit up before knocking, brushing off the ice and water that collected as well as fixing my short brown hair. I checked my red heart cufflinks, my red tie, and my lapel pin shaped like an arrow as well as reabsorbing my pink wings. As soon as everything was in order, strode forward with my fist raised to knock, and the door opened.

I was expected, of course. I should have known that I was being watched from even entering the skies. It was, of course, the yetis doing the work around the factory today. I recognize the one that is holding the door to my surprise. "Hello Phil! How are you on this frigid day?" I ask the grey-white, seven foot creature.

After a bit of yeti speak, I think I get a slight understanding of 'well' and get motioned to follow him inside. I know the walk to be a little bit, so I continue with the small talk. "How is Helen? I expect the ceremony was exquisite?" I inquire with a faint smile..

He quickly went into a long explanation, well... I think it was an explanation of what I'm assuming to be wedding ceremony and reception. I let him chat until we he stopped and started shaking my hand uncontrollably. No matter how I twist and turn to get out of the grip, Phil had my hand for better or worse.

"Hey, did you think I had something to do with that?" I ask, looking at him as if I knew the answer.

He, of course, gave me a great big nod, and an even bigger hug. I'm pretty sure my ribs just broke. I caught my breath when he finally lets go. "I..." I gasp, "I really thank... thank you for thanking me, but I had nothing to do with you finding Helen." I state. Looking back at the large creature, his face was contorting into one of pain and worry. "Oh, oh no! Don't worry! It's not that I don't think you've found love, you have, I can tell by the way, it's also not that I didn't want you to find it, I can't make spirits love other spirits. That's why I couldn't help North the way I wanted to or help Tooth, or... um... nevermind..."

There was a long moment of awkward silence. I can't tell anyone about that. No one would ever take me, Heart, seriously again! If any spirit knew that bit of information, I'd be ruined!

"So, um... you were telling me about Helen!" I couldn't risk Phil possibly trying to get into my head. Luckily the question was just distracting enough. Phil resumed his wordy explanation, I assume, until we arrived at another pair of doors, this time leading to the central part of the factory.

I know what the inside looks like, I've seen it dozens of times, but it always stuns me. The yetis hard at work, the elves being their annoyingly cute selves, toys swimming through the sky, and all centered around the globe of belief.

Leading me past commotion everywhere we step, Phil brings me to the fireplace meeting area where Sandy, Toothiana, and Bunny have all taken various places around the room.. "Thanks Phil. What brings The Guardians here?" I ask in utter shock of this group. "It can't be another upgrade of spirit to Guardian, can it? Also, where's Jack?" I quickly add, surprised to see their newest member left out.

Sandy's replies come above his head in rather odd ways. First was a question mark, then the moon, a book with a red 'X' through it, and a couple other things in rapid succession that I just couldn't make out. While Toothiana was working with her fairies with teeth.

"We're not totally sure, mate. North asked us here, then stormed off grumblin'." This was met with a head nod from Sandy and a brief detachment of Tooth from her teeth talk to confirm it.

"Any idea where North is?" I ask Phil, remembering about the yeti.

Phil motions over to North's inner workplace, gives a bit of a wave, and stares back. I head over to the noisy room and almost break the primary rule of it. I quickly stop my mid-push of the door to knock. In no time the noises stop and heavy footsteps can be heard. The door opens for me to see North standing there, sleeves rolled up with an ice chisel in hand.

"Hey there, N-" Is all I could manage to get out before there was a sharp pain where my jaw was and another into my gut. I doubled over in pain, and quickly succumbed to darkness.

Now I'm starting to build story and world a bit more. Clearly things have happened and are and will be happening. I actually wanted to do a bit more before I posted this chapter, but I figured this would be a good stopping point so I could really get into the next small part. This and chapter 2 are probably only going to be just over 1k words, but I think the others should be more.

I'm just really excited for this story. I loved the movie and I love the world that was created! It's gotten me on this huge writing rush!