Chapter 13

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I know everyone skips this little notes, but I write them anyways. You know I'm not English nor Irish, or from an English speaking country either, so I hope this poem isn't too bad... Let's go!

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Your Pov:

I woke up in a strange place. Wasn't I at the beach? What happened? Ugh, my head hurts. I can't remember it... Please, not another lost memory... Please... Yep. I don't remember anything. I looked at my surroundings: was it... North's workshop? Why am I here? I saw North and Jack talking. They looked very serious... I called them.

"Hey guys! What's going on? Why am I here?"

I turned around and also saw that boy from the other day. What was his name? Rave? Raden? Raven? Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's his name.

"And what's HIM doing here?"

I said, pointing to Raven.

They slowly turned around with their mouths opened.

"Wh-who said that?"

Jack asked, stuttering.

"Me, of cou-"

My voice echoed through the empty corridors and I realized what was happening.

"Jack! OH MY GOD JACK! I CAN TALK! I CAN TALK!!!" I cried from happiness and hugged Jack. "Oh my God!! Oh.My.God!!! I can't believe this!" "Well...I have to say it... You have a lovely voice, (Y/N)."

I blushed and looked at Jack, who had a huge smirk plastered on his face. I playfully hit him on the head.

"Shut up, you idiot!"

We both laughed together.

"I don't want to interrupt you SO important conversation, but I remember you, Jack, that we have a HUGE problem, and it's all your fault." North was looking at us with his arms crossed and tapping on the floor with one feet. I looked at him, very confused and don't getting anything.

"What problem?"

North sighed and told me the whole story.

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*Time skip because I like epic battles*

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"JACKSON OVERLAND FROST! IS ALL OF THAT TRUE?"

Jack was sitting on a corner, scared of his life. "Y-yes."

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?SHE'S YOUR FRIEND JACK, OUR FRIEND! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THAT TO PEOPLE??? That's it. I'm so done with this [poop but in another way]. I'm not talking to you anymore since...now."

Jack looked at me with a sad face. Awww, he's making puppy eyes. No! You're strong, (Y/N)! Hesnotcutehesnothothesjustastupidguyhesnothotyoudontlikehimnononono.

Ok. Much better.

3rd person narrator:

"What are you waiting for? That monster could already be killing people and the only thing we've done is arguing!"

North shouted at the two teenagers.

"Talk? Please? (Y/N)? Say something!"

The (H/C)-haired girl turned around and said:

"You're right, North. We have to go and fight that monster. By the way...where are the other Guardians?"

"They couldn't come. I'll explain it to you later. Now let's go! To the Clock Tower!"

North grabbed the three teens and jumped into the portal. As soon as they landed each one took out their weapon or prepared themselves to battle. All the shelves were black, and huge groups of burning books were placed around the room. Suddenly the Guardians (and two normal [or not] people) started hearing a wishper, that quickly changed into a voice.

"I think it's Amser! Wait...is she reading...A poem?"

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Tic, tic, tac.
Tic, tac, toc.

You see that tower?
You see that clock?

Well it has a story,
Full of darkness, pain and love.

In the clock there was a lady,
Made of numbers, time and books.
And with her there was a boy,
That loved pranks, scares and spooks.

She lived in the tower,
He lived in the cold.
Each one had his life,
But they were both alone.

The girl couldn't stand it,
She couldn't anymore,
So she called the boy,
And then opened the door.

Oh, poor little girl!
Oh, that evil boy!
As soon as she let him in,
That soon she fell in love.

And the boy? He didn't love her.
And he never ever would.
So the girl's heart got destroyed
And she got lost in the woods.

The next day their found their bodies,
Dead and still, Dead and cold.
She had a smile on her lips,
And he had a scared frown.

He had frozen her heart,
And now she melted the snow
By killing the winter spirit,
That though will never grow.

And this was all the story,
Of the tower, of the clock.

A story full of pain,
Darkness, and no love.
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