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Church of Bones	By : LuciferDragon Category: +M through R > Rise of the Guardians Views: 1334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Having the others over in the lair was something I had never expected. I don't think any of them ever expected to be in it either. It wasn't as joyous and happy as the Pole, and it wasn't even a designated meeting place. However, there they were, looking just as out of place as was physically possible. My Shadowbats provided more information found in reports from the local police station and from the investigation being done on the room. As they returned North and Jamie came through the last portal in the main lair, where we had formed a table with enough chairs for all of us temporarily.
He looked just as terrified as the others, if not more. I couldn't blame him, especially not with Pitch in the same room. It had been well over ten years since the incident in Burgess, but something like that wouldn't be easy to forget. The boy was a young man now, and he would probably carry that fear on through adulthood.
To prevent anything more from happening, Tooth flitted in front of the boy. "Jamie, I know this is hard, but you can trust us all."
He nodded and uncrossed his arms. "I'll tell you all everything I know." He had grown up a lot more than just physical. Most would still be shell-shocked, unable to speak. He took a deep breath and told us everything. "Two weeks ago, I started hearing howling. I just thought a wolf had found its way on campus and was picking through the trash students would leave behind. Only thing was, the howls started sounding like they were coming from right next to me. I'd never hear shuffling, no sounds that would tell me it was close by. I could never see it either.
"A week ago, I started feeling like I was being watched. By more than just the wolf. Any time I felt the presence, the wolf would whine. It hadn't done that up until that point, only howls. That… that night, two days ago, it did both. It kind of sounded sad." He looked to us all, seeing we were all paying close attention. "That's all I can say on what's been going on."
"What of the other boy?" I asked. "Any small detail can help."
"I-I don't know."
"Did you hear anything?" Jack tried. "Smell something, feel, anything at all."
Jamie pressed his lips together in thought, racking his brain for details. "I didn't hear or feel anything. I smelled something though. I just thought it was a strange smell since it didn't last long. It…" He frowned. "It smelled like rotting eggs." He looked to me. "What does it mean?"
Unfortunately, it really was brimstone as North had suspected. "I know that smell. It's brimstone."
"Or just a fart," Jack said. "His roommate could have just let one go before he went to sleep."
I knew what he was trying to do. "Trust me, Jack. I work with ghosts." I walked over to the door that led down into the catacombs, since they were being filled with spirits for the next month. Immediately the air changed, as did the smell. "Did it smell like this?"
Jamie looked fearful and nodded. "What is it? The brimstone, I mean."
I closed the door as one of the spirits attempted to slip through. "Brimstone doesn't always mean a violent spirit. It lingers on the dead, good or bad." I crossed my arms and returned to the center table, right in the middle of the lair. "So that narrows down the problem to a spirit, but of what sort, I'm not sure. It may take some time to research."
Jamie's face held nothing but disappointment. "I see."
Tooth put a hand to his shoulder. "We'll make sure you stay safe."
"I'm not worried about me. I'm worried about the others around me. What if more die before you can find an answer, Hana? Halloween is really close, and there's so much you have to do. You can't possibly have time to look for what this is…"
I bit my lip and looked to Pitch. He nodded. "While Hana is currently busy with October coming up, I can do the needed research while the Guardians do their jobs."
"What of Drago?" Tooth asked.
"I'm sure my son understands the severity of the situation. Don't you, Drago?"
I looked to the stairway, seeing the boy emerge from the shadows, a defeated look on his face. "Yes sir."
I rolled my eyes. I gave up trying to keep him in bed. I motioned for him to come closer and put my hands on his shoulders, keeping him in place. "So there you have it. We'll all make sure no one else is harmed. I'm sure there are things at school you still need to do. And the Guardians should be able to look over you easily. Not many people your age believe anymore, if any at all."
"Just me, my sister, and everyone involved in that," he glanced at Pitch nervously, "incident." He looked back to me. "I wasn't aware you had a son."
"Some things happened." I looked down at the black haired boy. "Drago, this is—"
"Jamie Bennett, twenty years old, and deathly afraid of not losing his virginity until he is out of college." Drago frowned. "What's a virginity?"
I exchanged a horrified glance with Pitch. "Really now, I think you should go upstairs. Far past your bedtime."
"But—"
"Now, child." My tone stated I was through with his games. I let him go and watched him slouch up the stairs. "If I catch you down here again, so help me I will expose you to horrors you can only imagine." His pace picked up significantly. I turned back to Jamie. "I'm so sorry. He's still sorting through his powers. He doesn't know what should be kept private and what shouldn't."
The young man had been blushing the whole time. "It's alright. And that's not—"
"I think it is time we get you home, yes?" North interrupted, pulling a snow globe from his coat. He shook it, muttering, "Burgess," while he did so. Once the portal opened he looked back to us. "Please hurry."
I nodded as the others left through the portal, which closed up immediately after they all entered. I let out a heavy breath and sank into one of the chairs. "What a mess…"
Pitch merely ran his fingers over an open page of the tome on the table, one North had supplied. "Nothing we can't figure out. You've narrowed it down quite a bit. There are only so many forms of creatures that smell of brimstone that can mask their presence."
I rubbed at the dark skin around my glowing eyes. "Well yes, there's that mess. But I mean the one upstairs currently." I motioned to the stairway with my other hand. "What are we going to do with him?"
"It's natural for a young boy to be defiant. Don't take it to heart." He closed the book and moved to stand behind my chair. He ran his fingers over the skin of my exposed shoulders, making me shiver. "He's still discovering his talents. Let him explore his limits. In time, he'll learn from experience what is proper and what is not." He began working a knot out of my neck and I purred in response. "He'll eventually say the wrong thing to the wrong person, and he'll learn from that mistake."
"I don't want him to have to learn from something that could potentially hurt him."
"He'll be hurt in his life. There's no escaping that. The only thing we can do is prepare him for it." His hands started traveling lower under my loose tank, which felt surprisingly good over my skin. "Besides, it wouldn't be the first injury he's received, nor the last. A few good hits to the ego does a growing man good."
I stopped him as he tried creeping lower, a small smile on my face as my hands wrapped around his clothed wrists. "Alright, you win. We'll let him learn on his own." I looked to the book, my smile fading. "What do we do for Jamie?"
"Whatever we can, I suppose. I can't have some schmuck taking over my job, now can I?" He pulled back out of my slack grip. "We'll focus on it in the evening. We should be going to bed."
I frowned but stood from the chair. "I'm not tired at all though."
He gave a mischievous grin over his shoulder, his jagged teeth reflecting whatever light made it down this far. "Who said anything about sleeping?"
I took his arm as he offered it, a sly smile of my own gracing my lips. "Naughty boy."
"You have no idea."
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