Author: This one is for AllieSnow who requested I wrote Tooth and North's first meeting.
IMPORTANT INFO: I'd like to point out that I haven't read the books and this is just how things went in this AU. North isn't a offical guardian yet. Tooth grew wings when she turned twelve, but her feathers slowly grew in later, so that's why she's not fully feathered yet.
Disclaimer I don't own ROTG.
A Meeting of a Lifetime.
North grunted when Sandy dropped him on the ground from his cloud of dreamsand. There had to be a better way to get to this mythical 'Tooth Palace'. The fearlings had gained the upper hand and they needed a place to refuge so Bunny had suggested the Tooth Palace and as the Pooka had said 'About time ya meet tha guardian of memories.'
So now, sitting on the floor, the bandit looked around and came to the conclusion that Aster's tales did the palace no good. It was in fact a palace floating up in the sky above the highest mountains in Southeast Asia, just like the pooka had said, but Bunny had left how amazingly beautiful the place was.
Seven floating pillars high up, adorned with mosaic like patterns in the colors pink, purple and gold. Each pillar a different shape all huge and too amazing for North to ever be able to describe.
But that was nothing compared to the main palace that the pillars surrounded. If the cossack had trouble describing the pillars than he'd never be able to dream of the words to describe the immense beauty of the main palace.
All he can think of to describe it is that it's huge and that the building style is similar that of the castle of an emperor he once robbed.
Even the ground underneath the palace, below on the ground that looks so far away, is beautiful. The palace is high, high enough to be surrounded by mountain peaks, the waterfalls and if he squinted North could see something painted on the walls all the way down.
Something flew past him. Blue... or green, whatever it was, it was too fast for North to get a good look of. When he got to his feet the Russian saw more of those small blurs flying around. What could they be-
"Mini-fairies." Bunny answered as if reading his mind. "They help Tooth collect the teeth."
For a small moment North and Bunny were both quiet watching as sandy created his sand images. The silhouette of a woman with wings followed by a question mark.
Bunny nodded. "Yeh, we need tah find Tooth. She's around here somewhere." With that said Bunny leaped of the platform and landed on a slightly lower one. Sandy to flew in a random direction, leaving North there on his own.
The young bandit rolled his eyes. Ser'yezno, these 'guardians' need a leader. The bandits he lead were more organized than this.
Deciding against wasting time North walked back and took a giant leap of the platform to a slightly lower one. He was young and agile after all. He kept doing this till he finally got himself on the main palace.
Getting in was easy, too easy. North made a mental note to warn this 'Tooth' girl about locking up. No matter how high up her palace was leaving the door unlocked for bandits like him was foolish.
Just like he expected the inside of the palace was just as impressive as on the outside. After a short while of just aimlessly walking around North came across a room he decided to explore.
There are no glasses in the windows, just oddly shaped large opening in the walls. It's obviously a bedroom, a woman's bedroom. The circle shaped bed shaded with multiple purple and green veil-like curtains, made that very clear. As do the large beautiful crafted closet and make-up table.
The inventor in him urges him to get a better a look of the make-up table, so he does. It's foreign, the design either Thai or Indian. The mirror large, but not too big to make him think that the owner is shallow.
As he's admiring the craftmanship of the make-up table his eyes land on the pretty jewelery box and... well Nicolas St. North would not be the bandit king if he didn't take a tiny peek inside.
The jewelry inside the box is all beautiful and so very very expensive. Golden necklaces, bracelets and anklets. There are also rubies adorning some of the jewelery and just as North's about to stuff a golden with necklace in his pocket, he heard a buzzing sound.
Slowly he turned around, immediately the tip of a sword is pressed against his broad chest.
"Who are you, and how did you get in here?" A female voice demanded coldly.
North's eyes are on the thin sword the entire time. The Russian bandit/inventor recognized the sword, a Talwar, single-edged, curve-bladed and a pointed tip. An Indian sword used in the Mughal empire. North's eyes traced the sword to the gold- with red and blue ruby decorated hilt held by delicate appearing small hands.
His analysis of the sword only takes mere seconds, just as quick as he is to pull out his sabers and hit the woman's sword away from his chest.
The fight is on then.
Both of them cry their battle cries and charge at each other with their swords.
The most remarkable thing about his opponent is... that she's flying. The woman has wings, large ones that move at a far too fast speed for North to get a good look of them.
She's painfully small. That he can tell from the few glimpses he get of the fast opponent. If she were to stand on the floor like a normal being ,she probably wouldn't even reach his shoulders.
Between defending and sending offending attacks North tries to get a good look of the woman assaulting him, trying to find a weakness. Getting a good look is nearly impossible with the amazing speed she's flying at.
At some point he gets a glimpse of her. Too fast, but he can see long black hair, tanned skin and that's she's in a blue indian type dress.
The fight continues, both evenly matched. Hell, they could have gone one for hours had a voice not cried out.
"What the bloody blazes is going on?!"
At Bunnymund's cry both North and the fairy halt their match and turn their heads to look at Bunny and Sandy standing in the door opening, or floating in Sandy's case.
"Aster? Sandy" The woman questions landing on the floor, she had yet to put her sword away. "What are you doing here?"
Finally North can get a good look of his attacker- who apparently is acquainted with Bunnymund and sandy. Like he expected it's a small young woman. Her skin is tanned in the way it might make her look pale, the fairy's long black har is being kept out of her face by large silver, diamond hairclips.
She's wearing a tight short-sleeved sea-blue top decorated with dark purple linen. The short blue sleeves are see through. There's a large golden emblem at the chest of the top with curves and rubies in it.
Her trousers are in the same shade of sea blue, they are tight around her waist and ankles but otherwise loosely fitting, perfect for combat.
A veil like light blue cloth is attached to the end of her belly button top and went all the way down to her ankles making it look like a dress instead of battle outfit.
The woman had two veils(duppatas) wrapped around her right shoulder, a blue one and a purple one.
North knows the outfit is either traditional Indian or Thai, but he doesn't care enough to think about.
The bandit isn't staring at the woman's large golden earings, her ruby necklace or the odd green feathers peeking out from underneath the veils on her upper arm. Not on the large angelic wings.
No, Nicolas st. North is gazing at the woman's eyes.
Most people have brown eyes, dull brown or green. Others had blue, though no one had blue eyes as large and filled with wonder as his own. But the woman in front of him had amethyst eyes!
Not just purple.
Not just pink.
But amethyst! Like precious jewels, jewels that should never ever be stolen by rotten cossacks. And that-
Oh drisnya! Aster and the woman are still talking! He should probably pay attention instead of just staring.
"I know Tooth, we gotta stay and prepare to attack." Bunny answered to something the fairy had said. "It's time we finish this once and for all."
Hold on.
"Tooth?" North repeated gesturing to the winged woman. "You said Tooth fairy is twelve-year-old girl you saved from hunters!" The look he send the Easter Bunny was accusing.
Bunny chuckled. "Yeh, I told you how we met. It's been a couple'a years since then."
Toothiana wasn't so amused. "Aster," Her tone was cold, but thankfully Bunny knew she was only using it because there was a stranger with them. "care to tell me why you brought a bandit into my palace?" She spit the word bandit out with distaste as she eyed the male she had found sneaking around in her chambers.
Sandy nodded eager to explain. He created the sand image of a crescent moon above his head, it's light shining on the sandy silhouette of North. Sandy was about to form another image but Tooth interrupted him with a loud scoff.
"A guardian? Him?" The fairy scowled looking North over, a man- no a bandit, probably no different from all the others. From the hunters who wanted her for her wings and murdered her parents or the king who betrayed his people.
Aster sighed resisting the urge to rub his temple. He knew this was going to happen. Tooth had a history with adult man, no one could blame her. The fact that they obviously got on on the wrong foot did not help. Bunny planned on asking North what started their fight later. "Tooth, meet Nicolas St. North. Manny chose him to help us fight Pitch."
"And he'll help himself to my jewelery afterwards? Or worse the teeth!"
Angrily North took a step forward. Getting in the fairy's personal space, not that she showed any discomfort at that. "You have no right to-!"
"You are in my palace! I have every right!"
Nervously biting his bottom lip Sandy floated up between the bandit king and queen of the Tooth Fairies. The Sandman waved his hands hopping to calm them down.
"Come on Tooth. You saw him fight." Bunny pointed out, for once he was the calm one. "Hell, you just bloody fought him! You know he's good. He can help."
Taking a deep breath Tooth flew up, her cold gaze on North. "I'll believe you, when you prove it and not a moment before that!" With that said the woman angrily flew out of the room mildly aware of the eyes on her back.
North watched her leave. He should feel anger. No woman ever talked to him like that! All woman usually threw themselves at him. Not Toothiana though... Yet, she intrigued him.
She- that woman with the smile of an angel and the cold furry of the devil - she made he wonder.
Author: I don't feel like this was very original...
Ser'yezno means Seriously.
drisnya means shit or crap.