Hey guys what's up! Chocobo is indeed alive! *dodges flying bricks* Eeep! Yes, Yes I know I haven't updated Promises for a year! The truth is, I just lost all motivation for it so it's gone on an indefinate hiatus until I can get motivation agian so send your ideas my way!

As an act of pennence, I will offer you this: a movie novelization of Dreamwork's Rise of the Guardians-my newest obsession-to keep you sane until the DVD/Blue-Ray release. Since I am in school right now updates will be irregular but I have about half of this planned out from memory-and I only saw it once so in case I screw up on something by all means please give me a heads up.

I must say I LOVED ROTG Dreamworks has certianly outdone themselves with this one I could go on for pages singing its praises but Let's get on with the story. Okay Jamie you do the disclaimers and I'll send ina good word for you to Santa.

Jamie: Okay! Chocobo does not own Rise of the Guardians or Dreamworks.

Chocobo: *hugs Jamie* Why are you so dang cute!?

The Brightest Light

By, Chocobo_Scribe

The Man in the Moon watches over the Children of Earth.

Like a giant nightlight in the sky, he keeps the nightmares away.

But when the Moon is less than full and bright, who will keep the children safe at night?

The Guardians of Childhood, The Sandman, William Joyce

Prologue: The Moon's Call

Darkness.

That's the first thing I remember.

It was so dark, and cold.

I was scared. I couldn't see, hear, feel, or breathe. I couldn't even move. All I could do was just float there all alone in the darkness.

Jack.

Who said that?

Jack Frost.

Who's Jack Frost?

Jack Frost, you must wake.

Me? Was I Jack Frost? Was that my name? Who was I? Why didn't I know?

I opened my eyes and through the darkness I could see a light. I was moving towards it, like I was being drawn up to it out of the darkness. I then noticed I was in water, was that why I couldn't breathe? My mind was too foggy to fully realize this and my eyes slid shut again.

There was a muffled cracking sound and I kept rising upwards. Something cold was pressed against me then I could feel it sliding off in bits and pieces as it crumbled away, ice I think. I blinked my eyes several times and gasped.

I was breathing my first breaths. I felt light headed as I took in huge cold gulps of air and took in my surroundings as I continued to rise up into the crisp clean air.

Nothing looked familiar, nothing at all.

Jack Frost. Wake. The voice said again. Frightened, I glanced around trying to find the source of the voice. Where was it coming from? Everything around me was so dark and cold. Where was I? Why was I here?

Don't be afraid Jack Frost. It was coming from above me!

I looked up and saw the full moon hanging in the night sky. It was so big and bright, it made all the darkness and the cold go away. I didn't feel afraid anymore, I now had a light in the darkness. I kept staring at the moon as I was gently set down on the pond surface. The water which I had risen from turned to ice as soon as my toes touched it. In seconds, I was standing on a thick layer of ice.

I looked down and saw I was standing on the ice barefoot. I had this feeling that my feet should have been freezing cold, but they weren't. Strange. I saw my hands, and the clothes I was wearing, a white long sleeved shirt, brown vest and leggings with thin strips of beige cloth wrapped around my shins and a thick brown cloak dusted with frost wrapped around my shoulders.

Jack Frost.

"I-is…is th-that…m-my name?" I asked hoarsely looking back up at the moon. Those were my first words. I coughed as if they had choked me, my throat felt raw and swollen from the frigid water.

Yes, that is your name: Jack Frost, the Winter Sprite.

After those words, the moon fell silent.

I took a few steps forward still staring up at the moon hoping it would have more to say. Where was I? How had I gotten here? Why was I here? Was there some reason I was here and if so what was that reason? I took another step and my foot hit something hard. Startled I jumped back and looked down at what my foot hit.

It was a wooden staff crooked at one end.

Curious, I bent down and picked it up to have a closer look. As I did, I saw something in the ice. A pale boy with white silvery hair and bright blue eyes looked back at me. He had a thin elfin face, slightly pointed ears, and was wearing the same clothes I was. Was that me? I reached my hand for the wooden staff and so did the boy.

I raised my other hand to my face and so did he.

That was me.

That was how I looked. Even my own reflection was strange to me.

My hands closed around the wooden staff and I straightened to have a better look. I held the staff in my hands turning it over, as I did, blue light began to shine from the nooks and crevices of the wood. It glowed brighter and brighter until it was so bright, I threw up an arm to shield my eyes and the staff slid from my grasp and I heard the base of the staff hit the ice with a thud. I turned to look and gasped with shock as I saw frost spreading out from where the base struck the ice. Frost was spreading out in fern like patterns. How I knew it was fern like I didn't know. Did I do that? I lifted the staff from the ice and glanced around, there were some trees at the pond's shore maybe I could test the staff on them.

Skidding slightly I ran lightly across the icy surface of the pond over to the trees. Once my feet were on shore I held the staff in both hands focusing, imagining the frost spreading across the tree trunk, lightly tapped the trunk with the crooked end of the staff. As soon as the staff touched the tree, frost magically appeared on the bark, in the same fern like patterns. I had to make sure. I turned to another tree and touched the staff to its trunk. Again, in fern like patterns frost spread out over the tree trunk. Amazed I took a closer look, touching the frost with my hand. I had done that. I could create frost wherever I wished, this staff was magical!

I tightened my hands on the staff a feeling of giddiness welling up inside me bouncing up and down slightly on the spot. Eagerly I ran back to the ice and waved the crooked end of my new staff over the ice's surface. Again, frost spread out! With a loud whoop I ran across the ice spreading frost all over the frozen surface. This was amazing! This was fun! I made a sharp turn as I reached the shore swinging my arm about as I spun around and a trail of snowflakes flowed out from behind my hand. I could make it snow whenever I wanted! I looked behind me to see the frost I had spread out, wishing I could see how it looked from above.

Just as I slowed to a stop, the wind buffeted me from behind and started to lift me off the ice. With a startled yelp I tried to keep my feet on the ice but all I did was slide around until the wind lifted me up into the air sending me tumbling up above the tree tops screaming.

Then, I hung in midair, and I was able to see the frozen pond below me and the surrounding woods. I was flying! I could fly! From up here, I could see the frost patterns I had made on the ice it was like a giant snowflake.

"Wow…" I muttered looking down at my frost, and immediately I dropped like a stone back to earth. I fell crashing through the branches flailing around trying to catch hold of a tree branch before I hit the ground. The branches broke and snapped as I fell through them scratching at my face, hands, and bare feet. Panicking, I tried again to grab hold of something to break my fall and…

THUD!

All the air was knocked out of me, I had landed hard on my stomach atop a thick tree branch.

"Ooowwww…" I groaned, "That…hurt…" I shook my head a little to clear away the dizziness. Out of all the things I just experienced, I didn't want to feel that again anytime soon. Too unpleasant.

But I flew. I could fly! I liked that feeling of freedom it brought I wanted to do that again.

Soon as I regained my senses I took in my surroundings, I could see the whole forest from my perch. Most of the trees were bare with spiky branches sticking out in all directions while a few others were dusted with newly fallen snow and seemed to glow in the moonlight. My ears perked slightly when I became aware of faint sounds coming from far away.

Voices.

Did they belong to other Sprites like me? Hurriedly I scanned the forest trying to find the source of the voices. My eyes fell upon a cluster of lights in the distance; that was where the voices were coming from. Maybe someone there could tell me where I was. It looked rather far away, I wasn't sure I could get there on foot soon enough and I'd probably just get lost.

How am I going to get over there? I wondered then deciding to give it a try, I coughed and found my voice.

"Ummm…wind?" I said, "Can you take me over to those lights? Please?"

A strong gust of wind built up from behind me and buffeted me off the branch and rather wobbly I was on my way towards the lights. I almost fell several times, the wind wasn't as strong this time so my flight over was a bit clumsy. Somehow I managed to get to the source of the lights without crashing to the ground though I did drop a little several times.

My landing was anything but graceful. I plowed headfirst into a snowdrift, my cloak flew up and flopped over my head and I was half buried in the snow. Laughing at my own clumsiness I righted myself stumbling backwards a bit and tripped and fell again. I sprang back up shaking the snow off my clothes. I must have been quite a sight for everyone to see.

After I had shaken all the snow off I took in my surroundings. There were all these strange wooden things, trees I think? But they looked nothing like the trees surrounding the area. They were scattered about the clearing at random, it was very strange, but also somehow familiar. But how could that be? I was only just born. Why would anything feel familiar to me?

Then I took in the lights I had seen from the tree.

They were very big and bright and each one had several bundled up figures huddled around them. More Sprites? I shouldered my staff and hurried over to the closer of the groups. Maybe someone here could tell me where I was. I carefully made my way through them. They seemed…sad for some reason. What reason that was I couldn't make out. I caught snatches of conversation from them, words like "the poor lad", "so sad", and, "how did this happen on Christmas Eve?". I felt a twinge of saddness at those words, I didn't know who they were talking about, but I still felt sorry for them.

Shouldering my staff, I approached one of the large lights. It was big, flickering, and warm. Curious I reached a hand out to it to see if I could touch it. Almost immediately I drew my hand back. I didn't like it, it hurt. But the other Sprites didn't seem to mind the heat, in fact they were sitting quite close to it holding their hands out and occasionally rubbing them together. I turned my attention to them hoping someone could tell me where I was.

"Hello, Hello?" I said leaning over one of the other Sprite's shoulder. No response. I tried again. This time I could hear snoring. He was asleep! And his breath smelled strange. A little too strange. I moved on to the next one. I saw a female Sprite, she looked older than me, and I quickly ran up to her and the male Sprite standing next to her.

"Ma'am?" I said. She ignored me. Maybe I hadn't spoken clearly enough. I cleared my throat, "Ma'am? I-I'm afraid I've lost my way and…"

She walked right by me.

"E-excuse me!" I bleated running after her. I stopped when I heard another voice. I turned and saw a young Sprite, a little boy, running towards me. Breathing a sigh of relief, I knelt down to get to eye level with him.

"Excuse me." I said, "Could you tell me where I a-."

The boy ran right through me.

I gasped clutching at my chest staggering trying to catch my breath. How…how had he run through me? He should have bumped into me! I had been standing right in front of him…hadn't I? I pressed my hand to my chest. I could feel the cloth of my shirt, the bones under my skin, I could feel my heart beating.

How could the other Sprites…No…they weren't Sprites.

I wasn't one of them.

I hurried over to another asking him where I was. He couldn't hear me and he walked right through me as though I wasn't even there. I ran to another, and other, my voice growing louder as several more people walked right through me, leaving me increasingly disoriented each time.

I was scared. Why couldn't anyone see or hear me?

I kept trying, trying to make myself heard. Trying to make some kind of contact. But my voice kept falling on deaf ears, people kept walking right through me-as though I wasn't even there. I kept crying out until my throat began to hurt. No one saw or heard me. I was unseen and unheard to them.

Like I didn't even exist.

Shakily, I retreated back in to shelter of the tree as snow began to fall from the clouds above. At first I simply walked away from the clearing and its strange inhabitants clutching my staff to my chest as if it were a lifeline. My pace quickened and quickened until I was running.

I had to get away from that place.

My foot caught on a tree root and I pitched forward falling to the snow and then I started tumbling down a slope. I completely lost my footing and I was falling, rolling down that slope my staff slipping from my hands until I finally came to a stop in a crumpled heap near the base of a large tree.

In a panic I sprang upright looking for my staff, scrabbling around for it in the snow until I felt my hand close around the wooden shaft again. I held my staff close to my chest pulling my knees in.

I couldn't stop trembling.

Tightening my grip on my staff I looked up at the moon, tears already falling from my eyes.

"WHY!?" I shouted, "WHY CAN'T THEY SEE ME!?"

I waited for an answer. None came.

"ANSWER ME PLEASE!" I broke down crying repeatedly pleading for some response until I was out of breath, reduced to choked hiccupping completely doubled over in the snow.

My name, is Jack Frost.

How do I know?

The Moon told me, and that was all it ever said to me.

And that was a long, long time ago.

Ugh...*blows nose* I was actually wibbling a little as I wrapped the Prologue up. Seriosuly I had a bigger catharsis than when I saw HTTD AND play Kingdom Hearts-PUT TOGETHER. Seriosuly, just over five minutes into the movie and I'm already crying for Jack because no one can see him. And as you could see I will be using the epigraphs agian, this time they will be quotes from various books, movies, and I already planned that two of them will have a Kingdom Hearts quote for an epigraph. I'll write a 1000 word Jack FrostxReader drabble for the first one who can guess at least one of them.

On another note, why am I better at writing male characters than female characters? My main exceptions to this are Erika and Merlina becasue they have a kind of boyishness to thier personality. *shrugs* Must be a quirk.

And, also I will be reposting my Merlin fic after having just made some edits to it. And after this fic, hold on to your socks, I Chocobo_Scribe will be delving into the xOC realm as a daring experiment. That fic will be entilted Wind and Snow, yes it will be a Jack FrostxOC fic. CHOCOBO IS WRITING A ROMANCE FIC, it is NOT the end of the world I assure you. That's just an experiment to see if I can write a romance properly so wish me luck and of you get an idea send it my way.

As for an update to my life I just signed up for the Elder Scrolls online Beta, I even offered to intern for them in return for picking me as Beta tester, hook, line, and sinker I say.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this and to all my fellow college students, I wish us all the best of luck!

Chocobo_Scribe signing off!