Hello everyone. I wanted to try a take at Rise of the Guardians. Right now, taking a break from my other stories. Writer's block on a couple, but not to worry I will get to them. I want to see what the reaction to this first part is. Tell me what you think, review, favorite or follow the story, hope to see you soon.

Tan hands with white nails glimmer in the moonlight as she pulled down her hand. She looked at the shimmering moon as she saw the face of the man in the moon. She was looking at the moon as she could hear the children laughing. She was slender woman with tan skin and curves that every gypsy man want his wife to have. She turned to see that her father was shaking his head at her. She knew that the moon could talk and that if you listened you could hear him. She looked at the moon as she was twenty – one, she had wedded at fifteen, but her husband had been killed. She was alone with no children of her own, so she adopted the children that were orphaned by the soldiers. She was their mother, protector and her. She would always take care of them.

As she looked down at her family's camp, she was looking at the moon, was there anyone out there for her. The gypsy didn't look at her, but she was only wed one night before she lost her love. She was pure, but in their eyes she was not. She was reaching again to the moon as a children watched their mother as she looked at the moon. She blocked the moonlight with her hand, then turning her hand to see the moon going in between her fingers. She was just enjoying the quietness of the night without fear. She was looking at the man in the moon, as she was wondering if the gypsy legend of the moon, she was wondering if that was true. She felt pounding under her feet like a thousand hooves were tearing up the Mother Earth as she turned to hear it.

Suddenly there were screams as she ran to her family's camp. A gypsy was what she was. She lifted her dress as she ran barefooted in the loose soil. She was wild as the wind, but rooted down to the Earth as she ran. She screamed for her children to run, and they listened to her as she was in fear for their very lives. She ran with the children as she hid them from the soldiers as the soldiers' gun and slash at any gypsy that wasn't arrested. She hid them in a burrow as she ran to the hill. As she looked up at the moon, the moon guided her way through the forest as she came to a cliff with a rushing waterfall by its side. The soldiers were racing on their horses that their coats glimmer with white diamonds with red rubies in their fur.

A solider was laughing as a man lifted his sword. The female was glaring at the man as he slashed through the air, the woman jerked back as the sword slashed through her clothes. The clothes fell away as she went back into the air, she had fallen off the cliff. She looked at the moon as she was falling, her raven black hair was glistening as its long tresses fluttered through the wind. She looked at the moon, smiling as she knew the children were safe if the soldiers had come after her. She was their protector, when she heard the whisper of man in her ear, "You can be more than that."

She looked at the moon, she sadly smiled, and "I just wanted to protect the children."

The voice came again, "You shall protect the children."

As she landed in the water as the waves crashed into her, she raise her head as the soldiers had fun taking aim at her head. She was pulled under the waves, she reached for the moon, and "I want to protect the children."

The voice came back, "You shall be Luna."

Luna blinked open her bright blue eyes as she was laying on the shore holding up her tan hand with white glistening claws. She looked around her as her black hair was a white curtain that shimmer around her as she stood up. She walked as she felt her back, she looked behind her to see white wings that were fluttering as they were open. She flapped them as they pulled her up as she flew back to her gypsy family.

Death hung in the air as she landed not being seen by the gypsies who were crying out their grief. The carnage was torn as men were slashed in two as she walked around as she cried out for her family. As she looked, she passed a crying mother as she held her broken baby's body to her chest as she was screaming to the heavens. She screamed looking at people, "Have you seen my children?"

She screamed and yelled as she picked up her dress forgetting about her wings as she ran to find her missing children. She ran to the last place she saw them. She looked into the burrow to see the children were gone. She cried out as she heard her children screaming as she opened her wings. She flew to see that they were running away from the soldiers, she went in front of them as the horses reared up as the men shouted, "It's an angel!"

One of the men tried slashing at her, but it passed through her, as she flapped her wings creating a huge gust of wind to throw the soldiers away from her children.

The children ran to freedom as she flew away. She was going to protect her children. She would always protect them, even if as a spirit.