The Lost Guardian (RotG fanfic)

Jack's sister?

"You failed once and you failed again, Pitch" spat Terror, glaring at the Nightmare King. Pitch didn't say anything, just looked down.

"Terror, calm down" said a female's voice jokingly. A girl emerged from the shadows, a smile on her face.

She was pale with strawberry blonde curls, big baby blue eyes, and was petite. The girl wore navy blue and charcoal, despite the nametag that read 'Cupid' on her dark gray jacket in bubblegum pink. A quiver made of sheepskin was on her back with arrows made of ebony. Her bow was made of ivory.

"Cupid, never thought I'd see you again" Terror told her, turning around to face her. Cupid rolled her eyes. "The name's Amare Frost, Dork King" Cupid replied, frowning. Terror just rolled his eyes, his eyes the color of midnight blue.

Amare stepped closer, narrowing her eyes. "I heard you attacked my brother" she mused. Terror knew he shouldn't mess with Amare's family. "I don't like people who attack Jack and I" Amare spat, circling him. Pitch was beginning to crawl away, but a nightmare fearling stopped him.

"It's a shame I'll have to destroy him, then" Terror spat, chuckling darkly. Suddenly, an ebony arrow was pointed at his weak spot. His weak spot that would destroy him forever. "You hurt him, you get an arrow to the weak spot" she hissed.

Terror backed up. "I'll injure him, not destroy him!" Terror promised, backing up. Amare narrowed her eyes at the King of Terror.

"I would like to not injure him at all, but you couldn't handle that. Deal. Just don't tell him I'm alive until the Prophecy happens" Amare agreed, putting the arrow away. Terror barked out a laugh. "The Prophecy will never happen! It's missing" he told her.

Amare rolled her eyes. "Someone has it. I know who. Dawn Blaze has the Prophecy" Amare informed him, eyes darkening to navy. "Why? How?" Terror asked. "She's the spirit of fire and you're asking why she has the Prophecy?" Amare told him.

"I have to go. Remember our deal, Terror" Amare finished and glared at him before vanishing into the shadows.

***

Pitch decided to attack. He shot nightmare sand, not knowing the battle would be very short. Terror suddenly had him down by a midnight black scythe.

"Do. Not. Do. That. Again" Terror warned before vanishing into the night.