Black Ice (An Unconventional Christmas Story) FINISHED
I wrote this last year but never finished in time to post it before Christmas
I'll be posting a new chapter every day until Christmas :)
When an immortal threat plots to destroy Christmas and possibly the world, Chris -Santa's son- ignores his parents warning and leaves the pole to try and stop it. Teaming up with a group of gothic outcasts Chris finds there's more at stake than originally thought. When the time comes, what will have to be given up in order to give the world Christmas?
Amy sighed, â€œWhat are we going to do then?â€ â€œIf itâ€™s true heâ€™s building an army then â€“â€ â€œYou arenâ€™t seriously considering doing the same!â€ â€œOf course not. His weakness is pure joy and happiness as well as Christmas spirit. But if itâ€™s true heâ€™s gathering those who feel joy by causing pain his power will only grow. And the way things are now adays the joy we would need is harder to find.â€
Chris stood outside the door as he listened to his parentâ€™s conversation. â€œDad?â€ he said as he entered the room. Both Nick and Amy looked in shock at their son. â€œChris? How long have you been there?â€ His mother asked. â€œLong enough. Is it true?â€ he asked. â€œUnfortunately I think it is.â€ Nick told him. â€œWhat are we going to do?â€ Chris asked. â€œI donâ€™t know.â€ Nick admitted, â€œBut I donâ€™t feel comfortable just sitting around waiting for something to happen. Especially this close to Christmas.â€ â€œWhat if we did prepare like you were talking about?â€ Chris asked. â€œChristopher Claus you arenâ€™t seriously saying we gather an army!â€ Amy said in both shock and anger. â€œNot that kind of army mom. I mean find a way to take away some of Krâ€“â€ â€œDonâ€™t!â€ Chris sighed, â€œSome of â€œHe Who Shall Not Be Namedâ€™sâ€ power. You said it yourself that joy and happiness were his weaknesses.â€ He said looking at his dad. â€œHow do you expect to do that? Itâ€™s only ten days till Christmas and I canâ€™t just get up and leave this close to Christmas.â€ He told him. â€œI can go. I can find a way to try and stop him and you can stay here and focus on Christmas.â€ Chris told him. â€œNo.â€ â€œBut Dadâ€“â€ â€œChris, if you go down there and He finds out heâ€™ll kill you. Youâ€™re next in line and our only child. If he kills you there wonâ€™t be another Santa and there will be no more Christmas. And not to mention how your mother and I would feel if anything happened to you.â€ Nick told him. â€œBut even you admitted that you donâ€™t like just sitting around like this.â€ Chris argued. â€œThatâ€™s enough Christopher!â€ Amy yelled, â€œYouâ€™re not going!â€ Chris sighed, â€œAlright. Fine.â€ He said before walking out. â€œI have a bad feeling about this.â€ Nick said. â€œSo do I.â€ Amy agreed.
Chris tried to forget the insane idea that had formed inside his head but it just wouldnâ€™t go away. Rufus barked quietly as he stared at Chris from the foot of his bed. â€œWhat do you think I should do?â€ Chris asked him. Rufus barked again and trotted over to the door before barking once more. â€œItâ€™s crazy you know?â€ Rufus just tilted his head. â€œAlright then.â€ Chris sighed. â€œLetâ€™s go.â€
Chris and Rufus ran out to the barn and Chris grabbed his sled before hooking up Rufus. â€œYou ready for this?â€ He asked. Rufus barked. â€œGood. Because Iâ€™m not.â€ He smiled. The reindeer all looked at him and the nearest ones snorted in protest. â€œYeah yeah I know. Iâ€™m gonna be in huge trouble when I get back.â€ Old Donny stomped his foot. â€œYes I know. Itâ€™s dangerous and may not even work. But I'm not just gonna sit around. Iâ€™ll be fine.â€ He told the old deer. He put on Rufusâ€™s bell collar before getting on the sled. â€œLetâ€™s go!â€ Rufus took off in a dead sprint before jumping in the air. Chris took one last look back at the barn as he and Rufus flew south.
â€œSo. The young Claus decided to head south for the winter to try and stop Me.â€ he said as he watched an image of Chris and Rufus as they left the North Pole, â€œI suppose we should set up a little welcoming party for when he lands now shouldnâ€™t we?â€
He summoned two of his followers. â€œYes Master?â€ They asked in unison. â€œSantaâ€™s only son has left the North Pole. I want you to find him and get rid of him. If all else fails I can at least have the satisfaction of knowing there wonâ€™t be another one to get in my way again.â€ â€œYes Sir.â€ They grinned. â€œGood,â€ he said with a smile, â€œnow go!â€ The two followers listened and headed out. If they succeeded they knew it would make them legendary among the rest of his followers. And they would be the only ones who would ever get the chance to kill a legendary figure.