292 years ago

Knowledge was a definite comfort in times when you are lost. It was what soothed your assurance, and unfortunately, sometimes impossible to have. The forest was a dark, erie fog that stood and surrounded me. I surveyed my surroundings for a moment, laying on the forest floor with my palms down. Leaves crunched when I moved. I lay belly first, my head buried in the brush around me.

I was scared. I slowly got onto my knees, my palms crunching orange leaves as I pushed my weight up. It was pretty chilly, reminding me of fall. I rubbed my hands against my arms, shivering as I lifted my head. The moon hung in the sky, illuminating the forest with a light glow. It was so big, so bright. I began to calm down, assured by it's comforting light.

I looked down at the leaves under my palms as they began to tickle my skin. Lifting my hand, I found fresh, green leaves. But only a moment ago, they had been dead. With a puzzled face, I touched the edge of a dead leaf, only to watch as lush, fresh green color encased it. It was fresh, as if recently picked.

I stood up, my fright melting away under the giant moon's glow. My confusion was clear. What on earth? How was this possible?

My name is Pippa Evergreen.

I lifted my head. Where had this piece of information reside from? The moon. The moon had just told me my name. I backed away for a moment, confused and curious. My back bumped against a branch. When I turned around, I found fresh leaves begin to grow from the stems. I flipped around again to face my creation, my eyes widening. I lifted my hands and looked at them, following the swirls of the prints imprinted in a pattern. What was so special about them that I could do such marvelous things?

Excitement flooded through me at the thought of what I could do. I lifted my hand to a vine encircling the tree. It grew lush, and I smiled with amazement. I unwrapped it from the tree without touching it, and it obeyed my commands to my own excitement. It slithered out like a snake.

I laughed with enthusiasm, twirling as I guided the vine through the air. What else was I able to do? I studied the vine for a moment before clenching my fists. The leaves began to wilt, turning orange colors and plucking themselves from the root. They painted the ground around me, and I smiled. Amazing!

I lifted my head. In the distance, I saw lights. It took away the little fear I had left. I was near civilization! I smiled and began to race after the lights, running as fast as I could. The leaves under my feet grew lush, and the grass grew with each step. Beautiful. Simply beautiful.

I kept running. The wind rushed around me, making me colder than I already was, but I continued to run. Unfortunately, in my pace I was not aware of the trench feet away. I stepped forward, expecting solid ground but recieving empty space. I began to fall. I had no time to cry out, and I closed my eyes to prepare for impact. I was falling, falling... where was the ground? When would my legs hit the bottom?

Impact never came, to my own surprise. Only striking panic to my belly. My squinted eyes blinked open slowly, as if afraid to look. I found my legs danging over the creek at the bottom of the trench, and my arms flailed out in mid-air. I was floating. More than that; as I focused, I began to fly. I raised myself out of the trench, taking the side and crawling onto land, panting with fear and excitement.

I grew amazed once again. I could fly! I began to laugh, standing up and continuing my race to the town. I leaped into the air, keeping myself suspended in the wind. The lights grew as I neared. I stretched my arms out, laughing all the way. Flying! I was actually flying! The wind felt as if it pushed me through the air. I grinned. This was so amazing!

A neighborhood came into view. I set my feet on solid ground, growing silent as I scanned for life. My excitement turned to silent curiosity, with the guilty feeling of how I shouldn't be here. I pushed the feeling down. There! Two children walked down the sidewalk, laughing and joking in deep conversation. Shyness overcame me for a moment, and I lingered. But curiosity nagged. I wanted to know where I was. I took a deep breath and stepped into the open. I waved my hand to them to direct their divided attention.

"E-excuse me!" I called. They didn't even glance at me. I frowned, inching closer. "Hello? Can you tell me where I am?" I pressed, walking after them.

Frustrated, I turned and stood in front of them. They continued to ignore me. "I-I'm sorry to bother... but I just-"

The children did not stop. Instead, they continued to walk. I didn't feel a thing as they suddenly passed through me, leaving no trace of my existence. Their conversation didn't break, and their smiles never left them. I gasped aloud, putting a hand on my chest with sudden fear. "What?" I muttered, eyes wide. I backed away, turning to watch the children walk away in their conversation. I breathed deeply, panicking. They just... walked right through me! Like I didn't exist!

I lingered for a moment, shivering in the cold as it began to rain. I was alone with my powers, unseen by all. Who am I?

My name is Pippa Evergreen.

I closed my eyes, growing irritated, confused, and my head became a jumbled mess of confusion. I retreated to the shadowed woods. All around me, the tree's leaves began to wilt and shed off the branches. I fought back tears, but really, what was the point? I let my eyes drip.

My name is Pippa Evergreen. Will you tell me more, Moon?

The silver orb did nothing but light my way through the forest paths, in a silence that lasted for almost three hundred years.

So this is the beginning of my story, Evergreen. Pippa is about 16 in this story. Since all guardians had means of easy tranport, I decided to grant her flight. Mostly because it's a fun way to travel, but also because I am too uncreative XD. Hope you enjoy as the story unfolds!

For those who are reading my drabble series Frostbitten, I'm probably going to take a break with that and add on when I feel like it.

Oh, and concerning Pippa's last name, I don't think Jack's last name was really Frost before he was Jack Frost, so I decided to use my idea as an advantage for this story.

And for those who don't know, Pippa is the name of Jack's sister. The one he saved from the ice. I just hope no one mistakes her for an OC.

But anyhow, welcome to Evergreen!