changing future: book 1 through time

chapter 1: I wish you well

Greetings to all! Recently, I have rediscovered ROTG and was reminded how much I really love this movie! Then somewhere along the line, I find out there is a book series the movie is based from. 

So after some research here and there and looking for the books, I eventually found 3 of the 5 novels! Let me tell you, the movie robbed us from so much content. But at the very same time, the movie was great! 

This is where this fic comes in! You see, the books and the movies DO NOT AT ALL match up or line up ANYWHERE except for the character names. Like I kid you not, the books are like a completely different universe entirely! But that's the fun part! Actually making a functioning story by mixing books and movie and that's what I did! However, for this fic to work I threw away more than half the book lore. 

NOW, MAJOR SPOILER WARNING IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE BOOKS!!! This fic closely follows the events of the first book because time travel. Now, without further a-do! On with the story!

===

The ordeal was over. 

The Guardians had won the fight against Pitch Black and his nightmares. 

There was a party at the North Pole for everyone to enjoy and relax for the day before they all returned to their duties as well as to properly welcome their new member. No one was left behind, yetis, elves, fairies. They all gathered to enjoy the celebration. 

Well, all but one. 

Sandy, The Sandman, watched the group with a small smile. Though it never did reach his eyes. While everyone around him cheered and celebrated, he couldn’t bring himself to join in. How could he when his heart ached so?

Truly, Sandy’s heart was aching something painful. Why? You might ask. Well, wouldn’t you if you were in the Sandman’s shoes? No, it wasn’t a physical ache, though his back was still sore from the arrow he had received a couple of days ago that turned all his sand as black as the midnight sky on a starless night.

Not willing for the Guardians to see him shed the tears that had started to form in his eyes from the pain that gripped onto his heart, Sandy made a quiet retreat up towards the open skylight, hoping to find solace in the quiet arctic night air and moonlight. 

The golden man sat down on the roof, staring up at the moon, his face holding nothing but hurt as he carried out a silent rant in his head. Why? Why is it like this? It hurt so much more every time, but every time he would pull through. Not this time. How could he this time? His eyes… they held so much fear… a silent plea for help that only the Sandman could pick up on. Oh why did the moon make it so it was he who had to face the husk that was once an honourable man, a wonderful father, a caring brother? It wasn’t fair! It just wasn’t…

Silent tears fell from golden hazel eyes, no longer able to hold in the pain, the sadness. It hurt. It hurt so much, yet he knew he had to keep going, he had to keep hoping. But what hope is there if there are only the shadows that remain. He was so mad, oh, so mad at his predicament. But he could not bring himself to blame anyone, least of all the Man in the moon. After all, if it weren’t for the silent observer’s interference, he would be completely lost.

A gentle hand reached up and gently wiped away a tear from one of the Sandman’s cheeks, causing the stout man to look over to his right where Golden hazel met electric blue. Sandy blinked a couple of times, sniffling silently as he took in the sudden appearance of the white haired boy in the blue hoodie. 

A shaky question mark appeared above the Sandman’s head, a silent question, wondering what the matter was for the Winter teen to leave his own welcoming party.