A/N: So yeah... another story. Considering how bad I am at updating my singular one, I feel this may have been a bad idea.
Ah well. The more the merrier huh? Anyway, this was an idea I've been throwing around for a while and although
this chapter isn't the greatest please give it a shot. Please enjoy.
Rate/review and yeah. Here it goes :)

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Darkness. The first thing she can remember. An overwhelming dark that seemed to twist it's way into her very soul as if searching for answers. But what answers she didn't know. The second thing was the cold. A bitter, biting cold and the loneliness that accompanied it. This was all she knew and she was afraid. But then… then a bright light appeared above her, a golden beacon of comfort amongst the black of nothingness. She turned her face towards it, bathing in it's glow.

Ashleigh

She bolted at the whisper in her head, but the voice gave a chuckle

Ashleigh, don't be afraid.

"Who are you?" She called desperately. Another chuckle answered.

Who do you think? The moon glowed brightly with the words and in spite of herself, Ashleigh let out a rueful smile."Should have guessed."

The moon gave another laugh even as the girl spoke again. "Do you often do this? Speak to people?"

No

"Then wh… why me?"

Now's not the time to tell you that.

"What do you mean?"

One day you'll understand

"Do you always speak so cryptically?" There was no answer but Ashleigh felt as if the moon was smiling.

You need to get up Ashleigh

"Get up? Wait.. please… What am I doing here? Is this really all you're telling me?"

Yes The whisper was faint now, as if it was getting further away and suddenly Ashleigh panicked. "No! Don't leave me… please."

The moon surged a warm glow in response.

You aren't alone.

Ashley bit her lip, "Okay…." But as she felt the moon's presence leaving, called out a last question. "Will we talk again?"

Of course, I'm always here…. The whisper died in the wind and Ashleigh felt an oncoming rush of black then nothing.

The next thing she remembers is a hand on her shoulder and a soft voice coaxing her from the dark. She opened her eyes slowly to see a boy kneeling beside her with a worried expression that cleared as he saw she was awake. He held out a hand to her and gratefully she accepted it, climbing to her feet in the most ungraceful way imaginable but as she finally stood upright, her foot slipped out from under her and she grabbed his neck to balance herself. The boy chuckled. "Careful there, it's a little icy." He gestured to their feet and Ashleigh blinked in confusion as she realised they were standing at the centre of a frozen lake. For the life of her, she couldn't remember how she got there and slowly turned in a circle staring at her surroundings. They were in a forest she realised, noticing the trees circling them, all naked but for the blanket of snow covering them. "Where are we?"

"I don't know…"

His answer startled her out of her thoughts; she hadn't realised she'd thought out loud but now turned to study him. He looked around her age, sixteen, seventeen at most and had shocking white hair that seemed casually mussed as if he ran a hand through it often. His eyes were the most brilliant blue she'd ever seen, like the sky on a cloudless day just after rain. The clothes he wore were odd… grey bottoms and a blue shirt of some sort with a hood and his feet were bare.

"Aren't they cold?" Ashleigh gestured towards his toes and the boy regarded them curiously. "Not really… I never noticed before." He gave a crooked smile before looking back up at her. "By the way, my name's Jack. Nice to meet you."

But that… that was a long time ago….