Welcome to High School, Chapter Seven: Attack at Tooth's Palace

by SnowFlower Frost

Summary: The Guardians are going to High School. Nothing can go wrong, right? That's if you forget the fact that Pitch and Manny are in charge, the Guardians are secret agents, and they're going to school in none other then Burgess. High School AU, Agent!Guardians, Principal!Manny, Vice-Principal!Pitch. For a Community Battle!

Disclaimer: Is the owner of Rise of the Guardians a teenage girl? No? Then I'm pretty sure you can connect the dots and draw the conclusion that this author does not own the amazing Rise of the Guardians, much to her regret.

Thank you so much Rivie, for betaing this and generally being an amazing friend:)

Jack looked up from his rather interesting book at the knock on his door. He hesitantly creeped over to the door and peered through the crack. He opened it when he noticed it was just North and smiled slightly.

"Can I help you?" He asked. "I'm the middle of a rather interesting book, I never got to read much."

North eyed him gravely. "Jack, you must accompany me back to base immediately. We have a situation."

"Pitch?" Jack questioned.

At North's nod he winced. He still wasn't quite sure that Pitch was evil, but he would go through with it for now. He would collect the evidence and verify the facts. But for now, he would fight with the Guardians. He had no other choice.

But he pushed those thoughts aside. He had a battle to fight, he assumed.

Jack's eyes sparked with determination. "Well then. Let's go."

He missed North's approving nod as they walked out the door, heading for their base at the school. Haste was of the essence. Every second they delayed could mean another second for Tooth to be harmed. And that made his pace just a bit quicker, and his stride just a bit bigger.

Jack leaned forward, an expression of disbelief on his face. "So you're telling me that Tooth is the leader of a group of brownies, which is like a version of girl scouts for younger girls, and while they were having their weekly meeting Pitch just so happened to attack their meeting place, which is a place dubbed Tooth's Palace."

North nodded. "Yes."

Jack didn't know whether to believe him or not. On one hand, it seemed that they were all totally convinced. On the other, would Pitch really do that? Evidence seemed to point to yes... but his brain told him no.

He brushed off his confusion. "Let's go, then."

The others smiled and stood, gesturing for him to do the same. He did so and they- being North, Sandy, Aster, and him- took off for 'Tooth's Palace' not twenty minutes after North had first been informed.

Jack eyed the hoardes of nightmares nervously as they took North's clunky old car, dubbed 'the Sleigh' through them. They rode their motorcycles down the street, little girls and boxes of cookies with them.

"What's going on?" He shouted over the din.

Jack noticed a little girl running away from one of the nightmares, who was quickly gaining on her. He thought fast and, leaning over the side of the car, snatched up the girl by her brownie sash and yanked her in the rather large car.

She cuddled into him and stared nervously at him, her large seven year old eyes cute and terrified all at once.

"Hey, it's okay," he comforted. "You're safe now, kid."

She reminded him of Tooth, from the strange violet colour of her eyes to the feathers threaded through her hair. "I'm gonna call you Baby Tooth," he smiled.

"Jack!" North suddenly shouted. "Take the wheel!"

He eyed the wheel distrustfully as North pushed him towards it. Finally, he laid his hands on the wheel to the large clunky old red car, expertly steering it through the streets.

Jack accidentally allowed himself to become distracted and it was only Aster's quick shout of "Watch out!" that allowed him to swing the car over enough to avoid crashing into a gazebo.

It appeared Aster was terrified of the sleigh, and he could definitely see why, even if he himself was not. Quite a few people would be. Granted, they weren't secret agents, trained to be mindless killing machines and spies, but still.

Tooth knelt on the highest and largest gazebo. "Oh, my girls!" She said softly. "They're gone!"

Jack smiled at Baby Tooth and gently pushed her towards Tooth, who smiled and hugged the girl tightly. "Oh, thank goodness one of you is alright!"

Baby Tooth smiled, but said nothing.

All of a sudden, a larger, more dangerous motorcycle with an extremely intimidating man on it came closer, and Jack felt his blood run cold. A fearling. A creature of legend come to bring them to Pitch. They were so screwed.

"Well, well, well," the fearling sneered. "The Big Four, together at last." He leaned forward, revving his motorcycle. "And whose your little friend?"

Jack paled and dipped his head, shifting nervously.

The fearling just smirked and continued. "Well, I'm going to guess you're a nobody, so I'm going to ignore you. But you must be used to that, right?"

Aster leapt for the fearling with fury, only to have it rev the motorcycle and back up a bit, zooming around almost too fast to see. "Struck a nerve, have I?"

The fearling smirked. "Well, my job is done. This place is in ruins, the Big Four is all freaked out, and the Boss is happy. In case you weren't certain, my boss is Pitch Black."

Jack paled even more. Yes, this was a fearling. Oh jeez, a fearling. Creature of legend. He was so, so dead. And he was sure that the second the others found out about the legends and other things surrounding the fearlings they would agree.

North brandished a pair of Russian battleswords. "Guardians... Prepare to do battle!"

The fearling laughed coldly. "Oh, there'll be no need for that. We'll just be going now, and we'll leave you with a little... mess to clean up."

He whistled and then, with a spectacular stunt on his motorcycle, wheeled around and zoomed for the exit, looking like nothing more then a shadow that could barely be seen or heard.

The nightmares followed him, much to the relief of the Guardians. They left chaos and destruction in their wake, and the road was full of black tire screech marks.

Tooth glanced uncertainly at her companions. "Oh, my poor girls. We've got to get Pitch back!"

Aster smirked. "I agree. The shadow-sneakin' ratbag gotta go down."

Sandy nodded, signing 'I'm with you guys'.

North just laughed. "It is obvious is it not?"

Jack frowned, before deciding to accept this. He may not be totally convinced that Pitch was evil, but the evidence was staking up.

I'm so sorry it's been so long, but I've been busy and I've had author's block. Please forgive me?

As always, this is for a community battle and any reviews are very much appreciated.

Kisses,

Snow