Killerninja123: I don't own Rise of the Guardians, but I do own the OC

I woke up, seeing I was in Pitch's Lair. I was on my bed, but it was all dark like Pitch's nightmares. I rubbed my head, remembering bits of details at the North Pole. I remember talking to Jack and shooting out red bolts. Actually, how did I do that? I never knew I could do that. What it because of my hammer? I glanced down, seeing Baby Tooth. She was alright, but a bit worried sine I passed out.

"I'm alright." I assured her.

Then, Baby Tooth hid inside of my pocket. Mother Nature appeared in black leaves, as she crossed her arms. I gulped, knowing she's mad at me. I knew I should listen, but I was being too impulsive of my actions.

"Are you trying to betray me?" Mother Nature demanded.

I shook my head, quickly. "No."

"Then why didn't you follow my orders?" Mother Nature snapped. "I didn't hurt him, Hestia, he simply got knocked out."

I bowed my head. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."

Mother Nature sighed. "Good, now stay here and guard the place. Pitch and I are going out for a while."

You frowned a bit. Going out? Where are they going? You wanted to ask, but the looked on mother Nature's face seemed like she doesn't want to ask any questions. I only nod, obeying her orders. Mother Nature smirked, patting my head like a little dog. She gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek. Then she vanished out of my sight. I sighed, laying on my dark bed, thinking about Jack. Should I tell him? Should I tell him the truth? I was about to back there before Sandy died. Actually, Sandy was the only one who knew my secret about Jack. Hopefully, he didn't tell him before we fought.

"Hestia!" shouted an unfamiliar voice.

I jolted up right away. "What was that?"

Baby Tooth flew out of my pocket, grabbing my hair.

I bit my lip. Should I go investigate? Then again, Mother Nature did told me to make sure I'm guarding Pitch's Lair. I held my hammer as I walked hesitantly out of my room. Pitch's Lair was dark like his sand. It used to be a gigantic underground cave, but now it's like a mansion, thanks to Mother Nature. The sound of my name kept on calling me. It was coming from the basement. I looked back to see if anyone or Mother Nature was following me. With a sigh, I opened the door.

I gasped. "Whoa!"

There in the basement were a million of tooth boxes.

"Hestia!" the voice called again.

I glanced at Baby Tooth, wondering if this is a good idea, but she kept on pointing her little small hand at the large golden pile. I gulped, flying over the tooth boxes. The call of my name was growing louder than ever. I dived into the pile, looking for the tooth box. Where is it? The voice calling my name was a boy's voice. A little boy, at that.

"Hestia!" two voices cried.

My head resurface out of the golden hill. Two voices? The voices are the same? Why? Baby Tooth dived into the pile in a speed of light. Seriously, for a small little fairy, she sure knows how to fly better than me. A few seconds later, she pulled out two tooth boxes. One was the one that Mother Nature took before came to her side, and the other one was the little boy from three hundred years ago.

"Do I know him?" I asked Baby Tooth.

Baby Tooth shrugged.

I got up, but as a I took a step, I tripped. The teeth boxes flew out of my hand, landing onto the ground. Two of the teeth boxes burst opened. I gasped, flying over to the teeth. The boy's box was broken, but the other was alright. The boy's teeth were alright and not broken. Baby Tooth collected the teeth quickly, putting the boy's teeth into the girl's teeth box.

"Hestia!" The boy's voice called through the girl's teeth box.

I stared at the picture once more. The girl looked exactly like me, except with black hair, pale skin, and hazel green eyes. Then a thought hit me. I stared at Baby Tooth with shock. I held up the picture to her for her to see.

"Is this me?" I asked.

Baby Tooth nodded.

I sighed. "All this time, I never knew this was my tooth box!"

Baby Tooth started to fall right away. I caught her with my palm, placing her on my shoulder. This isn't good. That means Toothiana is disappearing very quickly. I shove my tooth box into my pocket as I flew out of the basement. I shut the door right away so that way it looked like I didn't went in there. I went over to eh glove, seeing the lights were disappearing very fast. I frowned a bit. It's winter and people should be having fun and all the lights should be on. Why are they going out so quickly?

"Jack!" I gasped. I jumped over the globe, seeing Mother Nature's crystal ball. Her crystal ball lets me to see other people whomever I wish. I placed my hands around it, yelling. "Show me, Jack Frost!"

An image of Jack appeared. My eyes widened with shock. At first, I thought it wasn't Jack, but it is. Jack was changing. He has brown streaks on him and his icy blue eyes were becoming brown, even his pale skin was turning fair too. He looked exactly like that little ten year old boy in my dream. I shook my head as if I was about to cry. Around him, there wasn't winter, but only fall. All the snow around him melted instantly because of black sand and

"No!" I cried. "What have I done?"

I fell onto my knees. Mother Nature lied to me. She said he'll be spared! She lied! Tears flown out of my eyes. I angrily, raise my hammer into the air, smashing the crystal ball. I buried my hands into my face. Why? Why? Why did I make this decision? Why did I do this? Baby Tooth patted my on my shoulder, trying to comfort me, but it wasn't working. I knew what my reasons were, but I just can't believe it. She said she won't hurt and touch him. She said he won't disappeared, but that was all a lie!

"It's my fault!" I sniffed. "It's my...fault!"

Suddenly, Baby Tooth screamed. I bolted up, seeing her being consumed by a hand made out of dark leaves. The hand turned back into fair skin. I gnashed my teeth. Mother Nature smirked sweetly at me. I wanted to run away, but I knew I can't leave Baby Tooth. What am I going to do? Everything I do, I messed things up!

"It is your fault, Hestia." Mother Nature chuckled. "everything you do is always your fault!"