Rise of the Guardians x reader (Completed)

Final part

Steam walked you over to the makeshift time machine he said was created. It looked like it could be a time machine, and so you decided to trust it. He opened the door, and you walked in, dragging pitch by his cloak into the machine with you. You felt apprehensive towards being alone in a small confined space with him, but you knew that you could easily beat him again in the bloody state he was in now.

Steam stepped in, pushed some buttons, pulled some levers, and then turned towards you. "Even though our time together has been rather short, I'd like to say that helping you has to have been one of the most exciting times of my life. I still don't know exactly how you got here, but I do hope you make it back home safely." He said, smiling. You thanked him, telling him that he was the biggest help you could have gotten. "This big red button right here will send you back to your realm, so, hit it whenever you're ready." He said. He stepped out of the machine, gave you a small wave and closed the door.

You looked down at the overwhelming amount of buttons and levers and dials, but the big red button stood front and center. So, with one deep breath, you hit it with your hand and you were off.

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You woke up, once again on the floor. The first thing you thought was that you needed to stop just randomly waking up on the floor. You couldn't hear anything around you, just a slight wind from above and the occasional chirp of a bird from somewhere up above you.

You opened your eyes, seeing that you were back in pitches layer. Pitch, lay seemingly dead, on the ground about 5 feet away from you. The lair looked a mess. Sand everywhere, rubble covering one side of the place, what looked to be shattered glass on another side. And your friends, nowhere to be seen.

You're friends. Your heart lurched as you suddenly remembered that they didn't make it. You had seen Bunnies ghost for proof. They were beat up, bruised and bloody. You were just as beat as well. You looked down to yourself.

You were still wearing that steam punky looking dress, except that it was covered in dirt and ripped in almost every place possible. The once fluffiness of the skirt had now gone to a lopsided tuft, and your corset overlay had completely snapped except for one string that was still slightly holding it together.

You ripped it off of you and stood up,your legs shaking from fatigue. A sense of hopelessness filled you. Your friends we're dead, your clothes were a mess, and you didn't know if pitch was properly dead or not. And then you remembered back to when you had tortured him.

Embarrassment filled you. You were so filled with rage at that point that you just let loose, without really thinking of the consequences. You had become babaric. Yeah pitch had done the unthinkable, but that was no reason to be that harsh. You looked up to pitch, he still layed on the ground, without ropes, and bloody.

At first you hesitated, but you decided to walk over to him to see if he was still alive. He might be dark and evil, but you would be just as bad as him if you had succeeded in killing him. Anxiety filled you as you walked up to him, the man who had been torturing you and your friends.

As you walked up, you nervously watched his sides to see if there was any sign of breathing. You stopped about a foot away from him, and stared intently at his side. You wished with all your might that he was still breathing. Even if it was just slightly.

And, to your horror. Nothing. No breath was entering or leaving his body. You collapsed in on yourself. You had been successful in his demise. That means you had been successful in being just as bad of a person as he was.

You sat there, repeating everything that had gone wrong in your life as the heaviest of sobs escaped you. Your friends are dead, you almost died, you succeeded in killing the enemy which in turn made you just as bad, and the place of which he died was now in shambles.

You felt such regret that you just screamed. Screamed at the floor, at the walls, at yourself, whatever would listen. You cried and screamed and laughed. Laughed because of the absurdity of the situation. You couldn't believe that becoming a guardian would lead to such a horrible situation.

But, as you screamed, cried and laughed your most passionate and loudest burst ever, the whole place you were in suddenly started to glow. It glowed a light blue. You, pitch, the cave, the rubble. Everything.

You stopped your fit and watched in wonder as everything suddenly became to bright. You closed your eyes and burried them in your hands. But, just as quickly as the light came, you suddenly knew everything.

You weren't actually in a steampunk realm, you were in pitches shadow realm. He created a nightmare inside the realm for you to live under, but Bunny had succeeded in breaking the walls that the realm was contained within. And so, you and your nightmare had a chance to escape. What you did to pitch was in fact very real, but it was okay because he was coming back to life.

Your friends? Never died. Tooth, Bunny, North, Sandy and Jack all were alive and back at Norths place, greiving over you. Tooth was actually just transported back to Norths place when you all though she died, but she couldn't leave because Pitch had made nightmare horses to block her in.

Pitche and his cave? He is alive, and his cave is now fixed but has become Pitches prison for the rest of his eternal life. He can never leave it again. He can just watch as his globe slowly dwindles out. And his horses are now against him, as he is now living his fear. He lost. Lost his victory and not his life.

You? Your heart was never truly ripped out of you. It was fake. Meant to break your friends da hearts. But now, you have been forgiven. What you did was extreme yes, but without it, all of this healing would have never happened.

Now, with your clothes changed into just a simple t shirt and pants with boots, and your hair fixed into a ponytail, you can head back to your friends and tell them all that happened.

And that's exactly what you did. You flew to them, surprised them, cried with them for a solid 10 minutes and explained everything. Every last detail. Everyone now understood what happened.

"Bunny... " You said, tears still coming out of your eyes. "I-" You wanted to confess your love to him, but he just scooped you up into a hug and kissed you. The surprise of it all overwhelmed you but you welcomed his affection anyway.

About 15 seconds of kissing passed, before he put you down. "So does that mean? You? Love me? " You asked. His cheeks reddened but he nodded anyway. Overwhelming happiness came over you and you kissed him once again.

And just like that, you along with all your friends and your new lover had been saved. You were forgiven from the higher power and pitch now is trapped in his own prison for the rest of his time.

Ok, hi everyone. I'm so sorry that I haven't even looked at this story in over about a year. I just kinda fell out of updating it. At one point I even looked at it, cringed and wanted to delete it with all my might. But, I knew that a lot of y'all had been reading it and it would have greatly saddened you if I just flat out deleted it without some sort of end to this whole fiasco.

So, I hope the ending was satisfactory because I took about an hour on it. Yes I did summarize quite a bit at the end and it did feel a little rushed, I can admit.

I would have taken a little more time on it, if I didn't despise this story. I only despise it though because my writing style was absolute garbage. I made so many grammar mistakes and didn't know how to properly piece together events, nor did I know how to properly spell words.

But, that aside, I was able to muster up enough courage to finalize this story and hopefully never have to add anything to this cringe filled fiasco again.

Thanks everyone for reading, and stick around my profile to see some other, much less cringe filled fan fiction that won't contain as many mistakes as this one has.