It was dark. Black. Life wilting. Death everywhere.
And stood in the centre of it all was a figure. It stood with grace, almost as if not touching the ground.
Behind this person leered a tall building with cracked windows. In the sky flew creatures, landing where their master stood with a black hood covering its face. One particular being flew down low. Low enough to reach the figure.
It turned its head to face the animal. The black critter chirped in a spirited way, contrary to its appearance.
The person sighed, obviously displeased with the message it had received.
"A leech, huh?"
The individual shooed of the animal, thanking it for the information. It grabbed a large toll and swiped it through the air, creating a large vortex. The being stepped through the portal with clear sadness in its eyes.
It stepped through fully, closing entryway completely.
The figure looked around searching for topic at hand, but coming up with nothing. The person sighed, aggravated at being misinformed. Just as they were about to leave when they spotted a boy on the ground. They stepped forward to get a better look. The boy had white hair and he was barely breathing. She recognized him instantly as the guardian, Jack Frost. She could see his faint soul almost floating away, with it latching onto his body.
They then realized that they couldn't leave him. The figure made another passageway and picked up the boy's arms. They then dragged him throug, shutting off the entrance.
A lot shorter than expected, but it's a prolouge. The next chapter will longer. But I really didn't have anything left to put in the prolouge. Also, see if you can who this is. I think it's easy to guess.
-LtD
