A/N: Even though this may be a bit off-putting for some people, I'm going to go ahead and admit right here that this is my first Fanfiction. I hope this is not reason enough for you to immediately leave this story, I'd appreciate it if you gave it a shot, Please?

Anyway I consider myself appropriately skilled when it comes to spelling and grammar BUT English is not my native language so if I do make some glaring mistakes, feel free to inform me, I'd be grateful.

Now, I love Rotg and I hope I do the characters justice, should it be too ooc, feel free to inform me of that as well.

Disclaimer: You know the drill, I don't own the characters

Chapter 1:

The logo of the anti-ghost-guardian-association, short AGGA, consists of a blue half-moon flanked on each side by a red star, this, of course has nothing to do with the actual astrological layout of the night-sky but that is not the point.

The logo is supposed to represent hope and protection, the moon symbolizing the general population and the two stars guarding it from each site are the AGGA, it is for this reason that the heavenly-bodies have come to be seen as a sort of "good-luck-charm" by all members of the association.

So perhaps the fact that there where neither stars nor the moon to be seen in the sky on November 22, had some sort of influence on the devastating failure that was mission A003G9/M4.

Or at least this is what Tooth liked to tell herself since it would most definitely lessen the embarrassment.

They had been working on borrowed time, they had known this. The window in which the paranormal sight was granted ( The window in which their goggles worked) had been narrowed down to seven hours a night, this meant they had seven hours of time to complete the mission, seven hours to fight off the ghost and burn it's bones.

That was more than enough time to find the remains (the position of which they should have been aware of) and burn them, had their research been correct.

Since however they had cut the "Archive-time" as they called it, they had dug up the wrong position and now they were 40 minutes from Dark-time (this was the point at which their goggles would stop working and the ghosts would regain their invisibility).

`` Damn it all, Tooth stop! We already searched there! Try a few feet over to the left!´´ (A/N: I'm not going to butcher bunny's accent here, sorry)

``Well, Bunny, thanks for the tip, really I'm much obliged, EXCEPT there is another twenty or so feet left that we haven't dug up yet and you know as well as I do, WE'RE OUT OF TIME! We...´´ at this point she had to stop and take a step backwards, defensively raising the mud stained shovel in front of her as one of Norths swords missed her by an inch. ``Watch it North, those swords are deadly to humans too!´´ Rudely, North did not reply. Considering however, that he was a the moment rather occupied trying to stab an already dead person which was consistently and rather decisively (for a person with only half a skull) moving towards the group, she supposed she could forgive him.

``Anyway,´´ She continues, she'll be damned if she'd let some dead maniac executed half a century ago stop her from voicing her opinion ``We have to withdraw, we won' find it tonight!´´

`` No way, we do not give up during a job´´ Similar to North, Bunny was also engaged in a battle with the Maniac-Ghost, furiously throwing his boomerangs at the spirit.

Tooth takes a second to notice that he's missed four times in the last five minutes, the goggles are already failing.

``Tooth is right, we will come back tomorrow´´ North pants, moving another step closer to Tooth, backing away from the Apparition, this time however he is careful not to bring the swords too close to her. ``Dead-man is almost invisible now, we can not hit it, anymore´´

Bunny does of course not admit they're right, at least not verbally, Tooth does not expect him to, she knows him too well for that, him and his stubbornness.

So she's content with simply dragging him toward the gate of the old burial-ground, glad he does not resist, while both North and Sandy desperately try to incapacitate the ghost, both missing the mark spectacularly. As they finally stop walking backwards, having left the radius in which the ghost can move, they go only so far from their remains, they look back just in time to see it rip off it's own head trying to throw it at the retreating group.

At least, Tooth thinks as she watches the body part hit a tree a few feet left of them, it's aim is no better then ours, even with the advantage of being able to see them clearly.

This consolation lasts only until she notices that the head actually stays in the tree, long disgustingly greasy hair and beard entangled in the branches, preventing it from falling into the outstretched waiting hands of the spectrum.

The group stands there and stares.

``Well, the..uhh..lack of intelligence does not make it less deadly...´´ Tooth tries.

``Yeah, still pretty threatening, it's...uh... Three undamaged rips! I mean that's... that's... Intimidating...´´ Bunny agrees.

Sandy, as always, stays silent, he merely raises an eyebrow.

Still trying to reach it's head the ghost fades from their sight completely. 15 minutes earlier than their actual time limit.

Two days, 23 hours of sleep and a shower later, Tooth has pretty much gotten over the entire ordeal, it was embarrassing and unlucky but well, nothing a good breakfast after a good rest can't fix.

That is until she notices the little red light on her answering machine. "Report to HQ, November 24, 10am" the computer voice says, Tooth groans and gets dressed, no time to do anything else, no breakfast, no time for any special hairstyle, nothing. Except, of course, appropriate dental care, for that she makes time.

``Ah, Tooth, you've arrived! What'd ya want written on your last paycheck? I hear it's a tradition to write some sort of good bye on it's backside after you're fired´´ This is the first thing she hears upon arriving at the waiting room at AGGA-HQ, honestly though, she expected nothing less from the gruff, Australian member of her team.

``No need for these dramatics, Bunny, we must not overreact´´ North says, both him and Sandy already present.

Tooth is not entirely certain Bunny is indeed overreacting, she doesn't say that out loud though.

``So you think this is about our last mission, too?´´

``Well, yeah, what else could it be about? We're not scheduled for another shift till next week. And a failure like that, caused by nothing but carelessness...´´

``We should have taken the time to research properly...´´

Tooth crosses her arms and starts nervously wrapping a loose thread of her scarf around her finger, she knows she's fidgeting, she always does this when she's nervous.

Sandy, observant as he is, notices as well.

Tooth feels a friendly pat on her arm and looks down to be met with her shorter friends reassuring smile, even though Sandy says no more then he usually does, the message is clear.

``Thanks sandy, I know it'll be fine... hopefully´´

Bunny looks like he's about to say something else, perhaps to calm her as well, perhaps to disagree with North, but is interrupted by a door to their left opening.

A young secretary is looking at them with about as much of an expression as the stick figures Tooth just KNOWS she's been drawing in her notebook, these secretaries just can not POSSIBLY be as professional as they act.

``You can come in now´´ she informs them and opens the door to the room in front of Mannys office (titled, not very creatively "The speaker room"), turning around and obviously expecting them to follow.

Manny is the AGGAs founder and chief, he (or at least assuming he is a HE, no one really knows since he never leaves his office and only communicates through a speaker installed in the speaker-room, and yes, this is indeed where that name originates from) is also the only one with the authority to fire or hire Guardians.

The four Guardians enter the room, aside from the speaker all it contains is a table with miraculously always the exact number of chairs that is needed and a projector used to show pictures connected to what ever case that was to be talked about.

The Guardians sit down.

Tooth does not think Manny would fire any of them over one mistake but the only other possibility is another job and she's still kind of tired.

`` Good morning´´ The voice coming out of the speaker is that of a young man early 20s perhaps, they are all aware that it is most likely computer manipulated though, Manny has, after all been running the AGGA since before Tooth joined and she's been working here for over 400 years.

Even with the extended lifetime their special weapons give them, the special weapons able to kill ghosts, the ones that make them guardians, he should be far older.

``Ah, good morning old friend, is pleasure to hear from you.´´ the Russian Guardian replies with an honest smile.

The other members (save Sandy who remains silent) of their group mumble their greeting a lot less enthusiastically, far more nervous.

``Despite what you must think this is not about your last mission, I would say something about it but we have more important things to discuss and I will simply assume you will do better on your next Job.´´

Tooth laughs shakily, relieved and Bunny asks: ``What'd you want ta talk to us about then?´´

``I want to speak about your next assignment,´´ before any of them can protest he continues ``Not the one you were originally responsible for next, No, something far more important and something you will not be able to handle without your psychic´´

There is a momentary silence, then: ``What psychic? We only have our Ghost-sight goggles and they're all we need, too´´ Bunny informs Manny of this despite the fact that they all know their leader is already aware of the members of their group.

``Yes, you'll be assigned your medium today he will meet you here at about 3pm´´

Nobody is surprised when Bunny is the first one to react to these news, he hates change about as much as he is stubborn. ``Why? We really don't need a new member and which medium would be able to join us in the first place? As far as I know they're all busy.´´

``Not all of them, his name is Jack Frost and that's all you will hear about the matter until he arrives.´´

This is unusually curt for a briefing ending on that kind of information and 3pm is still hours away but perhaps Manny knows they need time to adjust to these news, quite a bit of time, actually.

Authors note:

Oh, you again, hi! I must say I'm pleased to see you, you being here means you've read the chapter. Or you scrolled down here for apparently no reason in which case... You must be really bored, that's fine too though.

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