Rise of the Protectors

by battlegirl1352

For thousands of years, the Guardians have been protecting the children. No one else could do it for them. But what happens when they find out there's another group- doing the exact same thing? Rated k for some violence.

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Everyone loves to hear about the heroes. I believe it's time we hear about the villains. They are determined to ruin everything that the children love. There is Pitch Black, whose center is nightmares and darkness. He is set on ruining the children's dreams and hopes and replacing them with his nightmares.

Then there's Dark Mist, whose center is despair. She focuses on making children miserable. She capitalizes on the sad feelings we try to hide inside.

Pitch Black once had been a Guardian. He had loved to be part of a team, but there was no room in a child's heart for a little fear. He had been thrown out one day with no warning and had been evil ever since. He had a bone to pick with Frost. At least Pitch had taken his job seriously. Now, he was replaced by a frozen prankster. Jack was his main enemy. In fact, if it weren't for Jack, Pitch would be controlling the world with his nightmares right now.

Dark Mist was a different story. She had always been the mortal enemy of the Protectors. Her despair made sure no child ever had fun or love- the very things that the Protectors needed to survive. She had never meant to hurt a child. It wasn't her choice to be dark. But she embraced it. And yet, even though she could neutralize all of the Protectors centers, they had always beaten her. She needed a new way to beat them, a new angle. And she had just found it.

She looked over her book. The library in Detroit wasn't huge, and was therefore hard to find. This is where she kept all of her important things she didn't want the Protectors to find, including the book that could tell her anything she wanted or needed. She banged her head on the table as she sat in front of the book.

"You know I can't do it by myself," Mist said, leaning back in her chair. "You know that I need help. so why won't you help me!" She threw the book off of her desk, ignoring when people looked up at the sound of the book dropping. They couldn't see her anyway. She sighed and picked up the book, almost missing the page it had opened up too. A hint of black caught her eye.

"Pitch Black," She muttered under her breath. She quickly scanned the page and caught sight of the map on the bottom of it. She left the book on the table as she flew out of the window, not bothering to take the time to put it back.