Breathing hard, I jerked back and scrambled to my feet. The shocked expresion of the man's face mirrored my own. It was the Once-ler.
His surprise was quickly replaced by a frown. "Breeze, what are you doing here" He hissed "You're not supposed to leave your cell"
"Yeah, like you care" I muttered. Once looked hurt.
"But I do care for you" He said
"Oh yeah and throwing me in the dungeon was an act of true friendship" I said sarcastically
"Look-Breeze if you had just listened to Pitch-"
"Like heck I'm going to listen to him" I glared at him "You don't understand what he's done to them." My eyes stung with tears as unbidden images of all my immortal friends flashed thru my mind. "Or to you" Tears began to stream down my face in earnest now. "Once-ler, I just got you back," I mumbled "Why did I have to lose you again."
I put my head in my hands and cried, sobs shaking my body. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Once sit down next to me. He fished around in his coat pocket, pulled out a silk green handkerchief and handed it to me. I reluctantly took it.
"Breeze" Once said softly "You haven't lost me. I was the one that lost you, all those years ago. I'm truly sorry and...I know I don't deserve it... but if you could just give me another chance?" I looked at him and he gave me his small cute smile, and my heart melted.
I let him pulled me to my feet and into a hug. I knew Once was still under Pitch Black's control, but he was still Once. I didn't want to turn away from him again, it had almost killed me the first time
Maybe if I went with him I could figure a way to break him free
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A shadowy figure watched from the blackness, and smiled. The fool girl could't be Turned by hate and fear like the other two. No. She would be Turned by what she wanted the most. Love. And the boy was the perfect pawn. A good minion but slightly clueless, he would have no idea that they were both being used.
The Shadow watched as The Once-ler pulled the girl to her feet and as she wiped away her tears with his handkerchief. Alas if only she had a mirror. She could've then seen that her eyes were no longer emerald green.
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Rise of the Guardians 2
FanfictionWe've all heard of Pitch Black, Spirit of fear and darkness. But what of the other spirits like, The Spirit of Vanity and the Spirit of Greed. Many Spirits are unhappy with the way the world is today. They are hated everywhere and when Pitch offers...
