Dark and Light: Blood Moon - Prologue

Authors note: hey guys! I'm finally back with the sequel! I'm so sorry it took so long but it took longer than expected and real life stuff has been busy too. Anyway here we are! Hopefully you'll enjoy it- this is just a little opening teaser thing before the main story^^

ooh one IMPORTANT thing though is that unlike usual I won't be able to update everyday (this is because it still isn't quite finished and I don't want to keep you guys waiting around for the ending). I will be updating every other day though so hopefully you guys won't kill me for leaving you on cliffhangers^^

That's all I can think of to say for now so pleeeeeeeaaaaase review and I will see you in two days with the official first chapter

PS I just had to post today- there's I real life blood moon! 0o0

The world is a confusing place. It's full of conflicts and contradictions. Opponents and opposites- and where opponents exist, so do battles between them.

Like that between darkness and light. Arguably the oldest, and most fundamental, battle in the universe. Good has been fighting bad ever since the dawn of creation... but why? And to what end? The battles can never be won- neither side can ever truly be vanquished-... but still the war goes on. And so it seems it always will.

Those who fight this battle of light and dark live through much sacrifice and pain, but it is a life they choose willingly. They dedicate their lives to it.

Among those who protect and defend the goodness in the world are the Guardians. They battling on behalf of the children of Earth- to keep them safe, and happy. They do it without hesitation, and no matter what the cost. Fighting the battle between dark and light until they die. But one of them had been fighting that battle ever since his rebirth as a spirit- without choice, and without break. He was the youngest of them all but had seen and lived through more than the others could ever have nightmares about.

Jack Frost had seen the best and worst of the world- and the best and worst of himself. He'd decided overall that he was proud of who he was- and he was certain that he was good, that he fought for the light and not the dark. Three years ago, he would never have even dreamed it was possible for him to choose one side. Indeed, he wouldn't have dreamed at all. But now he knew for sure- and he was happy.

Although, there was one thing he was still unsure of. The world.

He knew it was a terrible and horrifying place, but also beautiful and joyous... But which side did it favour? He knew where he stood on the line of good and evil, but what about the universe? Where did that stand?

Was fate cruel or kind?

Was this world dark or light?