Act I.Dare to Hope (A ROTG/GOC Fanfiction)

.Chapter XIX.

There were fireworks in the sky,launched by the Yetis,as Ernaline and her fellow Council members watched the sky.For Ernaline,it brought back memories of stargazing with Emily,or the familiar sense of space whenever she went on a ship.It was a distant memory for Vitreous,it reminded him of his armor and the time where he was a child,trying to count shooting stars with his family.The stars were a sight to behold for Petunia and Coldious,their insect-like eyes starring at them intensively in wonder,they do have a fascination for shiny objects.Acer took photos of them,perhaps for further investigations of stardust,but he was just a robot after all,but he still felt emotions.He once had a friend long ago that wanted to study them,he..disappeared only to reappeared later but he..he..never told Acer about the results or what happened.

The Guardians had accepted Ernaline's offer,waiting for a response as the group stared at the stars.She remember among the cold and confused stares from them,she saw Sanderson's warm one.He was a pilot once,yet she couldn't remember the rest,it seemed like a foggy image to her.It hurt to smile,just like Whittaker once told her,perhaps the next time she would ask why.The Winter King was somewhere in the halls,leaning on the rails,watching the sea that have yet come to claim the boat."It's beautiful isn't it?"She said out loud,her black eyes still staring at the night sky,"It has been a long time since I experienced this."

"...Ît įs,m'Łædÿ,ręmįndß mę øf Cręætœr'š ëxpèrįmęńtß...,"Acer commented after a long period of silence,his gloves rubbing together,maybe a response to coldness..did Collision even programmed that?Vitreous only stayed quiet,his quietness was quiet a normal response in any question they asked,it was all part of his body language,"Į jüßt wįßh Cręætør çøúld bę wįth ūs."The robot ended,his cape flowing in the wind,his neon lights on his chest glowing as it responses to the solar energy collected in the day,providing warmth to him.Another thing that Ernaline didn't know Collision added,the ability to feel warmth.

"I also wished he did come,he always seemed to know everything,"Petunia added with her sweet voice,"He even knows how the past was."Ernaline nodded,agreeing with her as she could hear the booming laughter of North,a pain in the ear if she could say.Acer didn't need to eat,drink,or sleep at all,just like Vitreous,so they rarely showed up for meals.Tomorrow will be the socialization period,followed by tours around the ship and meals.Petunia dreaded going on ships,it made her seasick but Coldious didn't seem to mind that.

Spreading his wings a little bit,Coldious added in a slightly tired voice,"The sooner we ensure the safety of Pitch and the children,the sooner we'll go back,"Acer barked in laughter at this,downing the glass of oil into the department where the liquid was converted into energy for him,"Besides...the Pooka is..ah,scary."The insect-like creature admitted,his finger tapping on his lips nervously.Aster was...perhaps the worst Guardian in Coldious' opinion,even though he placed his eggs all over town,he bypassed others.Often the eggs would be found by the parents before they were bad.He had all the time of his life...and he completely left humans to their devices,no matter how much time he had.

Tooth was...a maniac in Acer's opinion,even though she says she keeps the memories for the children to remind them of happy times when they're adults,she didn't.She hated adults,from what Acer monitored with his drones,the children...mostly ended up as crazed adults.Stressed,depressed,with mental illnesses and the monsters who controlled them would stay on them,forever.He knew why Pitch hated them,not only because of their gifts,but their unfairness.Coldious whisper in the adults' ears sometimes,making them think their consciousness was reminding them of the bright side.It didn't do much,but it saved a part of their sanity.

Even Petunia could only bit her fingers at the mention of the word,'Guardians',she watched North on Christmas every year,observing his activities.The guardian only gave presents to the rich,leaving the poor to rot,and gave coal to misbehaving child no matter how hard they tried to be good the entire year.It was...unfair,she tried to help,but nothing could be done,she was just a mere sprite after all.To Ernaline,it was pitiful,Katherine and Ombric was....perhaps the best.Ombric was fair at least,but the act of guarding the children in his tree,surrounding the outside area with a spirit,a fierce bear and thorns was not.He didn't even bother to help the corrupted,only guarding the pure.For Katherine,she couldn't blame her she looked up to the Guardians as a figure she wanted to be one day.

Sandy was the not the best,leaving the children to Pitch's Nightmares once they grow up or with no dreams at all.That's where Collision came in,trying his best to make dreams even though he knows they weren't going to remember him.The Guardians weren't fair,but Moors didn't like or hate the,he strayed away from them,avoiding them at all cost.The personality of the former Pumpkin Ghost hated them with all his heart,the personality was a split side Moors had when he did his job,a complete opposite of a child.The Council tried to help the children,but it was no use,they were useless to the Guardians in their eyes,just an obstacle course that they needed to cross.

They were so much more than that,so much more.The Council admitted,they were scared...the Guardians were so inhuman to them,so...hypocritical.That's why they hid in the dark,aware from the brutal world,they weren't cowards,they were the eyes that saw the truth.That was something they had in common with Mother Nature and some of her sprites,they were annoyed or scared by the Guardians,including Pitch,he was disgusted.They were disgusted,the Guardians were monsters in their eyes,a beautiful lie that was told while they were an ugly truth.Petunia waved goodbye
and headed back to her dorm,her legs clicking as she walked followed by Coldious as he folded his wings,returning them into a cloak.

Acer only stood there,his sarcastic side gone as he watched the sea,his cape whipping in the wind,a unreadable tone to his voice as he said,"Pręhæpś thę nęxt tįmę,wę wøúłdń't hævę thįß błæśtęd ñæmę fœr œúr cœuncįł,"He hated the name given by the other sprites and spirits,it was so frustrating,so...unnerving.In order to spread fear again,they needed to get a prototype of Nightmare sand,perhaps the Guardians would assist them in that.But for now,they had to wait and observe,the children first then the Council.Just for now,they were still alive for something or someone precious.Or else they would've been dead a long time ago,with no point living.

Airplanes by B.O.B ft.Hayley Williams

Written on Sunday,3 of April
Word count:1206 (not counting this)