Hello to all. This is my first fanfiction, so I hope you guys like it. Sorry about any mistakes in advance. The writing should get better in the next couple of chapters. I don't own anything ROTG related. Thanks for reading. Love, Lise.

Saturday, Burgess:

The puddles on the pavement reflected the neon signs hanging around the streets. A pair of small feet dash through a puddle, disturbing the smooth surface.

The rain had stopped hours ago, but it had left in its place, the familiar scent of petrichor and the occasional pool of still water. Several pedestrians turned to watch a petite girl run by. The young girl made an abrupt turn into an alleyway, completely ignoring the cars that zoomed past her.

As she rounded another corner she reached for a small, sturdy dagger at her hip. Unlike most its blade was curved slightly. Her fingers wrapped defensively around the handle as a memory flashed past her eyes.

10 years ago...

There was a figure facing away from her. She glared at his back. The furry shoulders shrugged with a sigh before he spoke.

"I don't know if I like this, sheila. Are ya sure ya want to -?"

"Aster E. Bunnymund," she said,"you will to teach me how to fight!" Dropping her gaze, she said more quietly, "I-, I'm ready to learn. I'm no use to you guys if I can't help out in the field."

The figure before her turned around slowly a kind smile spreading across his face.

At 6'1" he towered over the girl and was covered in blue-grey fur. His friends had come to call him 'Bunny'.

"Oh Tooth," He sighed and crouched down so he was level with her. He placed a large paw on her shoulder. " What are we going to do with ya?" He grinned. Tooth looked up into his bright green eyes and smiled hopefully. Bunny chuckled. He never could deny those magenta puppy eyes. "Kay, kay, fine. I'll teach ya."

Tooth's smile grew into a full-blown grin and she gave Bunny the biggest hug.

"'Kay there sheila, we should probably get started." He dislodged himself from Tooth's arms and stood back up to his full height. Bunny beamed down at the girl "Toothiana, I've got something for ya."

Tooth's lips turned up into a smile as she replayed the scene in her mind.

It had happened so long ago, but she could still recall every detail – she always could. She could see Bunny smiling and handing her the dagger. It had seemed so large in her hands then, but now it fit in her palm like it was made for her.

Tooth had learned fast. Not a year after her first lesson, she could already hold her own in a fight. As impressed with her abilities as Bunny, North and Sandy were, they were still reluctant to let Tooth venture out into the field. Tonight was one of the few nights she was allowed to help.

Tooth shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts. She had to concentrate on the mission.

Tooth's pace quickened as she sped down the long alley. Her brown hair was sprinkled with longer feathers. Pulled into a high ponytail, it swished back in forth behind her as she ran.

She had delicately small hands and her small stature made her look much younger than 18. Tooth held herself with surprising strength and dexterity, eyes seeming to glow against her dark clothes and hair. They were bright magenta flecked with spots of light.

Her breathing was heavy and her unusual eyes flitted from the ground to the rooftops, as if she was searching for someone, or something.

A black shadow darted across the gap between the buildings. A determined smile spread across her face as Tooth pressed the com link in her ear and spoke.

"I found one, It's heading towards Main Street. It's on the roofs."

"Yeah, I see it. Thanks Tooth." a familiar male voice spoke through the earpiece. Tooth could see the vague figure of Bunny hop from his hiding place in the pursuit of the shadow. As her partner raced onto the rooftops after the target, she followed through the tight alleyways on the street below.

Tooth sighed. She hated being grounded. She wanted to be apart of the action, leaping across the rooftops like the Bunny, but it was "too risky". Well, while she was here she might as well have some fun.

She spotted a large dumpster up ahead and grinned. That would be perfect.

Running towards it at full speed, Tooth shifted her weight and vaulted off the ground. Her hands extended in front of her as her body began to rotate. Her small hands made contact with the edge of the dumpster and her body came to a stop in a perfect handstand.

Tooth smiled as she let her feet fall behind her head and shifted her weight again, slowly standing back upright.

Grinning, she sprinted across to the other side, bending her knees slightly as she reached the edge. Her legs extended and propelled her into the air.

Tooth closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the air on her face. She was lost in her own world, a world where she could fly, where she wasn't judged for her appearance, a world that she knew didn't really exist.

Her daydream was shattered when suddenly a large mass collided with her left side. Tooth let out a yelp at the unexpected impact as she was sent flying into the brick wall.

"What the hell?" Tooth mumbled under breath as she tried to shake away the ringing in her ears. She pulled herself off the wall she got her first good look at her attacker.

It was in the shape of a horse but looked to be made of swirling black sand. Sandy black wisps trailed from it's tail and mane. Its bright yellow eyes seemed to bore into her as she stared back.

The mare snorted, nostrils flaring, blowing hot air in her face. The next second the dark equine ran into her again, this time with enough force to knock all the wind out of Tooth's body.

She lay gasping on the ground, silently cursing herself for letting her guard down. If she hadn't been daydreaming, – no, there was no use thinking about that now.

Her mind quickly jumped into action, thinking about all possible options. Bunny was still on the roofs, and her com wasn't in her ear anymore. She cursed again. It must have fallen out when she was attacked. Her only hope was to out-maneuver this creature and get away before it did her any serious damage.

Tooth stood and steeled herself for the attack, drawing and gripping her dagger firmly. The dark mare saw her opponents weapon glint, reflecting the neon signs for just a fraction of a second. But a second was all she need. Lunging at Tooth's right hip, which was weakened by her fall, sharp teeth made contact. Tooth gasped and winced in pain.

The horse had withdrawn slightly to access for the next attack. It aimed again at Tooth's hip, but this time she was more prepared.

Tooth sidestepped and attempted to bring her dagger down to slash the snout of her opponent. But the horse was too quick and easily avoided her weapon. It returned the favor by lunging again, coming at her with bared and snapping jaws. She blocked the horse's sharp teeth and rolled to the side. Tooth dodged around the massive creature, keeping it occupied with little jabs and swipes from her dagger.

The horse was getting more and more confused as the girl jumped and rolled all around it. Tooth knew she couldn't keep this up forever, though; she was already getting worn-out and the bite in her side was starting to sting. It was time to wrap this up and go find Bunny.

Tooth spotted an opening in the horse's defense. Her eyes flashed as she sprung into action.

She ran straight at the brick wall behind the sand creature and used her momentum to propel herself 3 feet up the wall. She turned her dagger down towards the ground, her upper body following after, striking the horse above its right shoulder. A second later her shoes found the ground, managing a solid landing, but by the time Tooth looked up the creature was dissolving into a wisp of black sand.

She watched the sand that had just moments before been a vicious nightmare dart down the alley and disappeared around the corner.

Tooth was about to go after it, but thought better of it when she realized how much her hands were shaking. The nervousness that had settled in her stomach was now threatening to come back up. Tooth bent over with her hands on her knees.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in-.

Her queasiness subsided enough that she could stand up straight again. Tooth shook her head, ruffling the feathers as she did so. Right now she had to find her partner.

Toothiana walked back over to the dumpster. She spotted a small flashing light on the ground and reached down to pick it up, her lips turning into a slight smile. Thank goodness her comp link wasn't damaged. It continued to blink as Tooth lifted it to her ear.

She was met with an onslaught of noise.

"TOOTH! TOOTHIANA, YA THERE? WHAT'S HAPPENING? ARE YA OKAY? TOOTH? TALK TO ME!"

Toothiana sighed. Typical Bunnymund.

"Cool your jets, Bun. I'm still here." Tooth smiled half-heartedly.

"Ya okay Tooth?" Bunny's voice sounded urgent.

"Yeah, I'm fine it was just a Nightmare, and you can't get rid of me that easily." The petite girl laughed. Her long, dark brown hair caught the light of the neon signs as she tucked it behind her ear. She winced slightly as her injury flared again.

"Just stay where ya are. 'kay?"

"Alright" Tooth sighed. Looking down at her shirt Tooth examined the bite she had received from the black horse. Her shirt was torn and small flecks of blood has seeped into the fabric. The cut wasn't terrible though which was a relief. Although it would probably scar if she didn't get it fixed up soon. Realizing that there was nothing for her to do right now, other than mourn the loss of a perfectly good shirt, Tooth leaned against the brick wall. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back until it rested on the red bricks.

The Nightmare sand dashed down the street and reformed into the dark figure of a horse. It looked back over it's shoulder and flared its nostrils.

The horse turned on the spot and sped down the street. Rearing as it crossed an intersection, it dove into a sewage grate in a plume of menacing black sand.

Saturday, below Burgess:

A small figure huddled on in the corner of the dark room. His whimpers resonated in the cave-like structure. Through the faint sound of his sobs, the young boy heard the door creak open, the sound of footsteps following closely behind.

"Now now, don't cry." came a mocking voice. "You know you're never getting out, so there's no use being upset." A slim hand emerged from the shadows. It snaked its way forward, followed by a tall, male figure. The man, clad in black, approached the huddled boy. "What's the matter, still afraid of Pitch Black?"

As the sobs continued Pitch grew impatient. "Pipe down or I'll stuff a pillow in you!" The boy's cries turned to sniffles and Pitch took another step forward.

CRUNCH! Pitch stopped abruptly and lifted up his foot. A pair of red-rimmed glasses lay shattered on the floor where the sole of his foot had just been.

"Oh, what a pity." Pitch snickered. Picking up the broken frames. "I bet these were quite expensive."

"W-What was?" asked the boy, turning his head slightly to squint up at the man. His blonde hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat.

"Why Monty, your glasses, of course." sneered the tall man.

Monty's eyes grew wide. His chest rose and fell a rapid rate. Pitch watched with amusement as the boy shuffled backwards, bumping into the rough wall behind him. All this over a pair of glasses? How laughable.

Twisting his wrist, Pitch summoned a small swirl of black sand. He let the sand weave through his fingers a few times, watching as it coiled and twisted. Pitch raised his eyes to the boy.

"Why don't I leave you alone with your thoughts." He whispered, and with a flick of his hand he sent the sand to the shaking boy. Within seconds Monty's vision went black. Pitch turned from his captive and retreated out of the room with a demonic grin plastered on his face and a pair of red glasses still in his hand.

Faint whimpers could be heard as he closed and locked the door behind him.

The sound of rustling sand caught his attention and Pitch turned to find one of his Nightmares emerging from the shadowy hallway. It whinnied and circled him. Causing him to furrow his brow.

"What do you mean there's another? A girl?" He asked incredulously.

The Nightmare snorted as if in reply which only seemed to aggravate Pitch even more. He reached out and touched the Nightmare's main.

"Show me!" he commanded.

An image of a petite teenage girl with a dagger flashed before his mind's eye. Her eyes were a bright magenta and her head had what looked like feathers extending back into her brown hair.

Pitch laughed as he let go of the Nightmare. Not to worry, she would be an easy target.

"Fine. I'll let them have their last hurrah." He said, glancing menacingly at the ceiling. "For soon all their pathetic scrambling will be for nothing."

Tooth's head swiveled slightly as Bunny landed beside her. His eyes were filled with worry, his ears twitching nervously. Tooth smiled slightly at his antics.

"Really Bunny, I'm fine." She laughed nervously.

"Ya expect me to believe that?" Bunny retorted, rolling his eyes. Tooth shuffled her feet. He was right. He was always right, but she wasn't going to tell him that. At least not directly.

"I got a couple scrapes. That's all." She glanced down at her left hip.

"Yeah I can see that, sheila." He replied, crouching down to get a better look. "Well it's not bad, nothing this can't fix." Bunny reasoned as he pulled a blue cylinder from the leather strap around his chest.

Tooth recognized it as one of the tools from HQ. Meant for healing, it could mend minor injuries in a few seconds and could significantly reduce the healing time of larger ones.

Bunny lifted up Tooth's shirt slightly and held the device level with her injury. She jumped slightly as a icy felling pricked her nerves. Within moments the wound had closed and all that was left was a faint pink line.

Satisfied with his work, Bunny stood back up. Tooth shuffled again. Neither one said anything for a while.

"This doesn't change anything," Tooth finally spoke. She looked up at Bunny with a determined gleam in her eyes. "I still want to help out in the field." She ended, folding her arms across her chest.

Bunny sighed, recognizing that familiar light in her eyes. He may as well give up now. This conversation wasn't going to go in his favor anytime soon.

"Look sheila, let's get ya back to the headquarters and get ya cleaned up." He turned and began walking down the alleyway towards the edge of town.

Tooth blinked before she sped over to join him. Giving him a strong hip check for good measure.

"Little bugger." chuckled Bunny as he regained his balance. "Good to see ya haven't lost your charm." he teased.

"Oh, like you're any better Mr. Worry-wart." Tooth replied.

End of chapter 1! Sorry Monty. *winces* So... how was it? Good? Bad? Okay? Before you ask, yes, this is a Rainbow Snowcone fic. I'll get there I promise. The next chapter has Jack. YAY! I'll try to finish and post it by tomorrow evening. Thanks again for reading!