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Disclaimer: I do not own The Santa Clause movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A month had passed by since the girls� unexpected, and most
importantly secret, visitor had arrived. And things had settled into a
semi-normal routine, despite the headaches trying to keep Maud�s boyfriend
secret caused. Though a rapidly depleting supply of ibuprophine was more than
worth watching Maud wander around on cloud nine, goofy effects included.
�Thalia! Quit daydreaming and get back to inventory!�
Unfortunately Bernard seemed hell-bent to make up for lost time and started
running Thalia ragged. When the head elf had turned to inspect the toy train
wheel bins, Thalia made her escape. Quietly as possible, the girl crept,
begging, hoping, praying that Bernard couldn�t hear her retreat with his
inhuman hearing. Tiptoeing around the corner, and� Success! Back in the room
behind her Bernard watched her sneak out and chuckled to himself, he�d let her
enjoy a momentary reprieve, before getting her back to color inventory.

Thalia made her way to the Kitchens. Where, in a random
stroke of luck her sister Malaika was the only one in.
�Hey, Mal. What�s up?� Malaika turned around and greeted her
sister.
�Hey Thal. Nothing much, skipping out on work again?� Thalia
looked at the fire like it was the most interesting thing in the room.
�You know he�s just going to hunt you down in a few
moments.� Oh she knew, part of her relished in the game she had made of it. Her
running, him chasing. The thrill of the game, it tugged at her making her want
more.
�Isn�t it weird how this �darkness� hasn�t attacked yet, and
it�s been free for a while now, you�d think it would have done something by
now.� The fire was growing in her view, the colors deepening.
�I bet he knows you leave and just lets you. It�s like some
twisted game between you two honestly.� Her sister�s voice sounded far away.
�God, it�s getting hot in here, don�t you agree Thal? Thal?
Thal!� The fire was so pretty, it was calling to her, she had to touch the
flames. She was so cold; she had to touch the flames; she needed its warmth.
�THALIA!� Her sister�s shrieked, but Thalia was beyond
caring. She stretched out a hand to touch the pretty fire, but something was
keeping her from touching it. It wasn�t very strong, but it was annoying.

Bernard heard the shriek and came running at his full
speed.� He reached the kitchens and what
he saw made him panic. Thalia was walking to the hearth where all the bread�s
and cookies were baked, here arm stretched out, her eyes blank. Poor Malaika
was pushing against her sister with all her might, but losing steadily. In the
hearth a figure was half formed, a head torso and arms, one of which was
stretched to her.
�DON�T LET THEM TOUCH!� he bellowed and ran to grab Thalia
and force her back. Together they managed to push her back against the adjacent
wall. The spell broke and Thalia woke up to see Bernard and Malaika pushing her
back.

Looking up she saw a devilish face in the flames peering at
her, with a malicious grin it vanished into cold dead embers. Her head rang and
her vision swirled. Blood trickled out of her nose. And with a soft sigh she
collapsed onto Bernard�s chest.
He held her close to him, slowly sinking to the floor, his
arms wrapped tight around her form.
�What happened?! What was all the screaming?!� Santa
demanded.
�He was here.� Was all that Malaika could say as she stared
at her sister.

�Someone mind telling me what the fuck is going on here?!�
Bernard was in too much agreement with the enraged Santa to chide him for his
un-Santa-like language. But apparently Mother Nature wasn�t.
�Santa, think Disney language please.� He gave her a flat
look before sitting down and taking a sip of his adult cocoa. Bernard also
didn�t give him trouble over that either, hell he certainly felt he needed an
adult cocoa at the moment. Father Time stood up and cleared his throat.
�Bernard. Don�t you think someone should be watching over
Thalia at the moment?� Bernard paled a bit, nodded and left the room at a
break-neck pace without excusing himself. Santa opened his mouth to ask why he
had done that, but Father Time simply held up a hand for him to hold off on the
question for a moment.
�Anyone who is not a member of The Council of Legendary
Figures, please leave.� The room vacated leaving the council members in the
room. All of the legendary figures, some well known, others not so much, sat in
the room taking up tables and chairs, some even sat on the floor. Every single
legendary figure had turned out in support of Santa and Mrs. Claus.
�Now, Santa you might be wondering why I chased Bernard out
of here. Well, what I�m about to say is for the council�s ears only, this never
leaves this room. Period. Especially your daughters, they must never know this.
It would be too hard on them to know. And most importantly Bernard must never
hear a word of this.� Santa nodded, and the rest of the council nodded in suit.
�Good,� He pulled a Book out of seemingly nowhere and opened
it to a page that had Thalia and Bernard�s picture on it. Except they were
wearing old clothes, from the early second century, maybe older. Thalia�s hair
was braided and hung over her shoulder, her pure white dress was beautiful and
fit her like a princess, as did the coronet on her head. Bernard wore hose and
a dark tunic with a similar coronet on his head, except it had a different
setting in the middle of his.� His was a
circle in a stone in it, while Thalia�s was a diamond shape.
�You might assume this is the Thalia and Bernard we both
know today, but in fact it�s not. This is Lord Bernard of the House of Thane
and this is Lady Thalia of the House of Yule. Our story and trouble started
when Lady Thalia was promised to Lord Byrne of the House of Cadwin, as reward
for his services in saving their eldest son in battle.� He turned the page to
show a young handsome man dressed in armor wielding a sword.
�Lord Byrne saw lady Thalia and instantly fell in love with
her, but his feelings were not reciprocated, for she already loved another.
Lady Thalia and Lord Bernard had met at a ball, the King had hosted, in hopes
that he could marry off his children to respectable houses. The two had met and
fallen in love. But her family had disapproved of her relationship with the
young Thane, and had forbidden her to see him any more.� He turned the page to
the picture of Thalia being locked in her room.
�So on the night of her wedding she fled with her lover and
the two left the country and had gotten married in a small church.� He flipped
the page to the scene of the two in a small church before an alter exchanging
rings.
�Enraged Lord Byrne went after them, vowing to reclaim his love
and slay the Thane Noble. For months he pursued them until he had finally
caught up with them. But by this time his hatred and rage had transformed him
into a demonic human.� The new picture showed Bernard shielding a cowering, and
heavily pregnant Thalia. His sword drawn, his face set in determination to save
his wife and unborn child. Thalia behind him with a look of terror and sadness
on her face. Her arms around her large stomach. And Lord Byrne, a tall dark
figure stalking towards them, anger visibly radiating off of him.
�In his rage, he didn�t even see Bernard anymore, he only
focused on Thalia. He lifted Bernard up and threw him to the side, then raised
his sword and rent her clean in half, killing her and her unborn babe in one
fell swoop.� Mrs. Claus bit back a sobbing gasp.
�Byrne, realizing his misdeed, wrapped her body in a large
cloth and brought it back to her family. Claiming that Bernard had killed her
when he learned that Byrne was coming to rescue her. The family buried her in
the family graveyard and invited Byrne to stay at their castle.� Mother Nature
sat there, tears forming in her eyes as Cupid muttered �not one of my better
works�
�So, that�s it? She dies and her murderer is welcomed into
he family?� The Easter Bunny quipped ready to get offended.
�That�s not the end of the story just yet.� Cupid stated
grimly.
�Quite, quite,� Father Time said. �So Lord Byrne was invited
to live at the Yule family Estates, so he could forever be close to the one he
loved. But, one night, the moon was full and bright and Bernard crept onto the
Family Estate to visit the grave of his truelove. Once out there he went to her
grave and kneeled, tenderly he raised a hand and traced the letters carved into
the tombstone. A sob escaped him as he remembered the loss of his wife and
child. Anger burned within him as he remembered whom it was that killed her,
and how no one but him knew the truth, and how he was allowed to linger by his
wife�s gravesite, he himself had to flee the country as a murderer. But Lord
Bernard was not quiet enough with his grief and it woke the sleeping Byrne,
whose window was just behind him. Too Busy with his tears Bernard didn�t hear
Byrne creep up behind him until he had drawn his sword. In a flash Bernard had
whirled around and had his sword out, but he had no chance to defeat Byrne, who
was a seasoned warrior. But during the fight, their voices had raised and woken
up the entire family, who listened as Bernard accused Byrne of murdering his
wife and child, and then blaming it on him. Lord Byrne enraged and not paying
attention, agreed to the claims, rubbing it in Lord Bernard�s face. The family
grew furious that this monster had deceived them so. And watched to see the
victor. With a dirty dishonorable move Byrne threw Bernard off balance and slew
him too. When Bernard�s body hit the ground four armed men where on Byrne and
killed him too.�� Father time concluded.
Mrs. Claus daubed her eyes and sniffled.
�But what does this have to do with Thalia and Bernard?
Aside from a startling and eerie resemblance in name and appearance.� Santa
asked, not sure he wanted to hear the answer.
�Byrne�s evil deeds never died with his physical body. His
soul still lives on through his hatred of Bernard and his want for Thalia.�
Cupid ground out.
�So� Bernard and Thalia are reincarnates of these people or
something?� The sand man asked confused. Father time sighed.
�That�s something only death can answer. I only record names
and dates. There have been many Thalias and many Bernards throughout history, maybe
it�s purely coincidence that they look like the people in the story. Maybe it�s
not. All I can say is that Byrne is after Thalia, whether it�s because she
resembles his long lost love so much, or that she is, I do not know. I do know
it is her destiny to fight this person, for she is The Good Cheer of Christmas,
and Bernard is supposed to fall in love with her. But after that� I don�t
know.� They all fell silent in contemplation.

Bernard sat there holding her hand, her breathing was so
shallow, and she kept bleeding from her nose periodically.
�Come on Thalia, you can�t do this to me, not after you made
me feel something for you.� He gasped a short laugh trying to hold back to
tears.
�You know a few weeks ago I had a dream about you. It was
where I woke up, and you were staring at me, just looking at me. You were an
elf, with the rosy cheeks and pointed ears and everything. And you where
looking at me like I was the most amazing thing you had ever seen. And you blue
eyes never looked so blue, or your skin so soft. I remember thinking, Just kiss
me, please, let me know you�re not a dream. Touch me say something, just please
don�t be a dream. But you were. And you weren�t there when I opened my eyes
again.� He inhaled before he brought her hand to his lips. �But I would trade
anything, if you would just open your eyes. Please.� He drew off unable to
continue.

In her dreams Thalia wondered the hallways of a castle, she
seemed to know where she was going, so she wasn�t too concerned. She turned a
corner and went through a door to a gravesite. There on the grave it read:
THALIA DAUGHTER OF NICKLAUS. In her ear a hot rank breath hissed.

�I�m coming for you Thalia, you will be mine. And I�ll kill
that bastard Bernard too.�

Okay, New chapter short but a good one� well at least in my
opinion.

Hey contest here, if any of my readers are artists or know
artists, then I challenge you to draw out your favorite scene from the story so
far. First prize� ohh I don�t know gets a request of theirs.� But please read and review. Honestly, I only
had one review last time, that was a major blow, especially since I had even
went and posted in a reasonable time frame, and had been getting a lot more
before.

And of course, Mad Props to wulviegurl for being the ONLY
FREAKIN ONE TO REVIEW! I honestly thought about putting off writing this
chapter because I only got one review, but I decided that it wasn�t fair to
wulviegurl so here it is. And I promise the next chapter isn�t going to be so
dramatic. It�s more going to be aftermath, recovery, and things heat up between
Bernard and Thalia ;-)
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