(O.C Voice)
It has been eight months now since Pitch last attacked.
And things were perfect.
Jack and his fellow Guardians had something they had not before the fight with Pitch. This something made them warm inside, it was better than the feeling of a child believing in you. It was family.
It was perfect.
Jack had gained many believers since the Easter fiasco and more children than ever were believing in the unseen but ever present world of spirits. The evil known as Pitch was gone and Christmas was on its way. Yet Jack felt he had already been given everything he ever wanted. A home, a family, friends, Jamie, a purpose and memories.
It was perfect!
But something was still missing in Jack's second life. The feeling was constantly pushed aside however because everything was perfect!
For the first time in 300 years, things were perfect!
If only that were true…
I have been a spirit for 301 years. I pride myself in knowing that I have been around for one year longer than Jack Frost himself. Even if my body and mind set matches that of a child one year younger than Jack. After 3 centuries of loneliness, Jack has finally reached his happily ever after and I am – to say the least – happy for him, however unlike he, I am still alone…
Who am I? I hear you ask. I go by many names, not all pleasant. But the name I was given by the Man in Moon, was Angel. Angel Idea. I am the mother of imagination, keeper of wisdom and story teller of legends. I am the force below MiM, his warrior, his guardian. I am the very essence of belief, but none shall ever believe in me.
How do I know all this? Well, the moon told me. That was all he ever told me. 301 years ago. And he hasn't talked to me since. But knowing nothing else about myself or my past… I am still alone.
But for now forget about me and head my warning! The first battle against Pitch may have been won, but the war is far from over. For fear lurks around every corner. Whenever there is a light there will be a darkness, a human a shadow, a mind a fear, and whenever there is fear there is the Boogieman, and his defeat was just the beginning...