What Is Your Center? | By : LuciferDragon Category: +M through R > Rise of the Guardians Views: 1676 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Fortunately for us all, the bite had no after-effect. I didn’t expect it to. The venom was made to drive a person to suicide within eight hours. The potency would work each time. I doubt Lucifer put any thought into a person’s survival.
I woke to North’s shout of joy form somewhere within the Pole. I had been moved at some point to the bed, curled up against a body I knew so well already. I was faintly aware he hadn’t bothered to dress either of us, only engulf us in the sheets to ward off the cold.
He sighed without opening his eyes. “It would seem North has found something.”
I sat up, shifting the blankets to my hips. “Anything is better than fighting blind.”
“Either that or he had a visit from Clara this morning.”
I laughed. “You know she’s busy in the village right now.” I raised my arms to stretch.
The door burst open so fast I had no idea it had happened until it was too late. I yelped and pulled the sheets up to my chest as Pitch rose, murder in his eyes.
“This better be good, North!”
North shielded his eyes. “Izvinite! I’ve got solution. I’ll be needing both of you.”
I nodded, despite the situation. “What do you need us to do?”
We joined everyone around the large wooden table once we had found our clothes strewn about the room.
“Everyone has weakness, no?”
“Depends on who we’re talking about,” Bunny said, crossing his arms. I could see his eyes flick beside him where Pitch stood.
“Everyone does have weakness,” North continued. He slapped a large tome open on the table and pointed to it. “Our target is no different.”
I couldn’t understand the language that was written in the tome, but I saw a few reading with full comprehension. Pitch looked to North. “You need his fears,” he muttered. “That’s why you need me.”
“We must all play a part in this,” I said, keeping the peace. I kept trying to pinpoint the language, but it was well before my time. “What is this?”
Tooth took it and placed a finger to a certain line, translating it. “The farmer readily traded his wife to the evil man, wanting the best soil for his crops. Over time, the man grew fond of the wife, and she of him. When the farmer’s crops began to die, the man was blamed, for he had traded off foul land that would produce nothing. He was known for his wicked ways, but none could prove it without backlash. He was finally tried and, as punishment the wife was killed before him to set an example for his doomed soul.” She frowned and continued on. “The man regretted nothing of his actions and laughed through his last breaths. Their bodies were buried in different locations. However, after six days, the man’s grave was found torn up and the body missing. From that day, his name was associated with all evil deeds that were seen as taboo, unclean, or sinful.” She looked over the book. “This is several thousand years old, North.”
He nodded. “But it shows he has weakness.”
“What, that fleeting mention that he cared about someone?” Jack said, shifting his staff from one hand to the other. “That is not a weakness.”
“You’ve never been in love.”
Jack looked at Pitch, who locked his jaw. He didn’t say another word.
North caught my eye. “With manner of death, her soul may be here still.”
I nodded, but felt helpless at the same time. I was not a reaper. I couldn’t find souls, I could only send them off when they were ready to accept it, and to control them. “I wouldn’t know where to look. This thing doesn’t say where they died.”
“But Pitch can know,” he countered, looking to the man in question. “What say you, Pitch?”
He looked to the others, gauging their reactions. I myself almost believed he wouldn’t help. However, he eventually nodded.
North’s features brightened as well as the others’. “Then it would appear we have plan of action.” He swept an arm to the elevator. “To the sleigh!”
Even if we could find Lucifer’s weakness, even if we could stop him before he raised hell, quite literally, it would be at great cost. We were running out of time. Christmas was slipping from our grasp. It was then it dawned on me. “North? Isn’t your sleigh full of gifts?”
He let out a bark of a laugh as we rushed to the elevator, wasting no time. “How do you think I deliver all in one trip? Storage is wonderful thing, no?”
I laughed as we dodged yetis securing the last reindeer in place. As the others jumped into the sleigh, it took me a moment to join them. I wasn’t looking forward to the crazy ice runway, but if they believed it would be the faster way, so be it.
I wasn’t sure if we could save the population of the world in time to avoid an apocalyptic response. Humans were on edge due to their own actions as it was. Add in a devil to the mix, and they weren’t too far off from a true post-apocalyptic world where no one was safe.
Jack held back, offering me a smile. “It’ll all work out in the end.”
I nodded as North took the reins while we got on board. “I hope you’re right.” The reindeer reared at the sound of North’s snapping whips and shot forward, making the sleigh lurch forward, leaving my stomach back where we started. North threw a snow globe ahead of us, creating a portal for us to slip through. There was no turning back now.
If only my stomach had the same enthusiasm.
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