Thickening Shadows (Percy Jackson/Rise of the Guardians Crossover) - Completed

Chapter 9

A/N

Okay so, there are 15 chapters in this story, and I will update a number of chapters everyday, so that I will finish this book before March ends. (I always set goals.) Anyway, so far, thank you for everything. I just hope you comment what you really think of this book. 

Read on! XOXO,

Lea V.

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Daydreams were funny things. You could be completely aware of your surroundings, and yet at the same time detached. Jack, of course, had daydreamed before, but nothing to the extent of what Sandy was conjuring.

The sounds of the workshop became muffled, the fire warmth numbed, and his skin began to tingle. The room darkened as the daydream joined Nico's dream. Above his golden head, Sandy began displaying more pictures.

"We have to join his original dream first," Tooth translated, "then guide the dream into a memory."

"Then what are we waiting for? Lets do it," North rested his hands on his belly.

Sand cascaded above them until it formed solid shapes, slowly dissolving to reveal rows and rows of games. Everyone looked around in wonder. A roller coaster could be seen in the distance, along with water fountains, and nearly anything you could dream of. North, as expected, was the most impressed.

"Amazing," North shook his head in amazing.

"Look, there he is," Tooth motioned down the row of games.

Sandy took the lead, heading towards the boy; because now Nico really was a boy. He looked to be ten. Gone were the dark jeans, clothes and looks. He wore shorts, a shirt with a random logo on it, and his boyish face was filled with joy as he played a game.

"He's so adorable!" Tooth smiled and laughed, starring at the rosy cheeked boy, "I just want to pinch his cheeks!"

"I just want to get this over with," Bunny muttered darkly.

"Nico!" A voice called above the noises of the game, feminine and young.

"Here Bianca!" The boy yelled, waving his arms.

A girl who looked about twelve stepped into the row of games. Her hair was a dark silky brown, that in a lack of light looked black. She wore a floppy green hat that hid most of her face. But it was easy to see that even at a young age, she had a very beautiful face.

"Come on," Bianca pulled him lily away from the game, "dinner time."

"But I-"

"No argument," Bianca said, In a Voice to stern and motherly for one so young.

There was a lack of Italian accent in either of their voices. Nico must've acquired it later, how though, a mystery. Sandy nodded his head like it all made sense, and then raised his arms, the games beginning to dissolve into golden sand yet again. But then the golden man frowned. The sparkle of the sand began to die. The sand darkened until it was as dark as the sky outside.

"Pitch," everyone drew weapons, except Sandy,who shook his head furiously.

"Not Pitch?" North asked and Sandy nodded, more sand symbols appearing.

"These are his own nightmares?" Jack asked in surprise, lighting his staff up with blue light. It helped illuminate the rest of the Guardians, and the fact that the day dream had turned into a full frontal nightmare.

Everyone knew you could have your own nightmares. The mind could create them as they pleased, but the presence of Sandy alone should have been enough to rid them.