The Guardian of Happiness

Chapter 2

PeterPan/Rise of the Guardians Crossover

Summary: The Guardians are made aware of the problem.

~North Pole~

The concentration North was putting into his ice sculptures could be felt in the air as he carefully put the finish touches on an old fashion steam train; trains being his favorite toy. It was the same train he'd been making a year ago, before the Nightmare War. This time he was being extra careful to make it the same so the children around the world could enjoy it as much as he did.

"Aha!" North laughed, kissing the train. "Finished!"

Using his magic, North sent the train into the air. North laughed proudly; perfect!

Suddenly the door slammed open; Phil poking his head in. North shouted in shock and slight sadness/anger. Phil flinched with a grimace.

"Once again Phil, once again," North said, barely above a growl. "How many times must I make you do reindeer duty before you knock?!"

"Something's up!" Phil replied urgently.

North frowned. "Again?" he asked. 'Take me to problem."

North followed Phil to the Globe Room, ignoring the working yetis, save telling one 'I don't like it'. North froze when he saw the Globe; lights were disappearing, they were turning black; little black glowing pearls and it was surrounded by black sand. North couldn't even find it in himself to be mad, he was so shocked and maybe even scared.

"Pitch what have you done?" North asked gravely, then jerked to Phil. "Sound the call!"

Phil nodded, pulling the lever; in the same instance, the aura lights shot from the North Pole and to the world around it.

It, whatever it was, was starting; and it was dark.

TBC…