Hello! This is my first rise of the guardians fanfic. Hope you like It! This is set 5 years after Jack fell into the pond and died (sort of) then turned into a Jack Frost.
I rose from the ground, shaking my head. From head to toe I was plastered in dust, my knee-length dress clinging to my legs. At my feet was a silver staff that had been covered in black gems, a moon in the middle of the markings. I looked up, and blinked. The moon was shining as bright as the sun, directly above me.
"You are Lucinda Moon, Guardian of Curiosity."
"What- Who are you?!" I glanced around suspiciously.
"I am the Man in Moon. Now go."
I straightened my dress, and brushed the dust into a small pouch. I picked up the staff, that suddenly when up in flames.
"AHHHHHH!" I dropped the staff and slammed my back against a nearby tree. "Oooof..."
I moved back towards the staff, and picked it up. It alit again, but it wasn't actually ON fire. It was glowing a deep cobalt at the core, fading to a baby blue at the flickering edges.
"Is this some sort of joke?!" I screamed into the surrounding woods. A cool breeze sliped through the branches as I tucked my arms under my cotton shift.
I trudged over to a log that rested half way in a river or stream of some sort. Clouds started creeping over the moon, shielding me from any light that was left except the staff. The blue tint to the area just made it even more scarier than it should've been.
I slid off of the trunk and curled up into a ball. But it wasn't for the warmth, I did so for the comfort. Trying to remember how I managed to get into this situation, vague flashes of being around people came to mind. After straining my brain to tell me, I finally remembered. It was the King's feast day, and wasn't it just plain spectacular! Until Julia walked in anyway. Isn't she the princess of us all... She's got the lovely golden locks and the power that comes with being heir to the throne. I just happened to fall on the bad side of this royals life. It was strange though. She was acting "nice" to me, and even handed me several drinks. I started feeling ill, and she even offered me a way home!
That offer wouldn't have been too unusual, we live in a small village, but the last thing I remember saying to her was that she was taking me in the wrong direction.
Trying to contain even a small amount of anxeity, the one thing that I knew that I can do, is follow the flow of water. People live near water. So, I just need to follow that down. I looked back at where the sun should have been, and figured that I had most of the day, and there should be houses.
After two days of walking I finally assumed that I was going to be mince meat. I am uncordinated enough to be unable to fish or hunt, and I am also unlucky enough to eat poisonous berries, so there was nothing. I had heard about the hazards of drinking river water, because of the nearby witches house. But, I needed it! After drinking to my full, I stood up and kept following the river. My vision blurred, head spun, and my feet slipped, as I tumbled down a grass covered cliff.
The sun's shining in my eyes again. That's what woke me up. "God bless the sun...There should be a sun holiday...A world holiday...We should serve under the sun..." Colors merged together as I puked air and bile out of my stomach.
After ages, I managed to calm my body down enough to try and stand. "Nothing's broken...that's a miracle. Thank you sun." Although nothing was broken, standing took too much energy, so I leaned against the trees, trying to find the river. After enough time elapsed, the sun was setting, and my vision was LYING to me. I kept seeing a cat, and a person, and ... and things that I can't even explain. So, I sat down, curled into the fetal position and shut my eyes.
Even though my eyes were shut, my ears decided to be the ones to deceive me. I heard voice and footsteps. "It's only memory..." So I placed my arms over my ears. Then my body was lifted up. I'm going up! I knew I was going to heaven...
The sun's in my eyes again.
Go to bed sun! Unable to hide my face in any fresh grass I open them up and realize that I am in a guys arms, my new staff thingie in the crook of my arm along with another one, that was shaped like a 'G'.
"Oooh pretty..." I muttered, stroking the wooden stick. It was surprisingly cold, even in this hot weather.
I wonder... Whose might this be?
Suddenly, the guy put me down onto a seat of some sort.
"Okay miss, you're all better now. If you can hear me, I've taken you to Redwick centre. Good day!" I looked up at the young boy around my age, who had pure white hair and crystal blue eyes. He picked up the staff from my side and walked away, and turned a corner so he was out of sight.
I stood up, and staightened my dress again. It seemed the weather had changed; it was very foggy and raining.
I walked up to Richard Grenard's; the tailors shop. "Richard, I'd like a cloak made for me please." I asked politely as I walked in through the door.
He seemed to ignore me. "Richard? Good sir I'd like a cloak!" I said, a little louder while walking up to the man. He knew I had a bad temper...
"RICHARD!" I tried to slap him round the face, but my hand went straight through it, the outline of my fingers glowed blue. I gasped. When I taken my palm out of his face, the glowing stopped and it went back to normal.
"H-how? What?" I waved my hand in his face, but he didn't react. His face stayed as blank as it was before, still observing the list of fabrics infront of him. I ran back out of the shop, my vision growing blurry. I stumbled back towards the woods, running through friends and families, and colapzed onto the wet soggy grass crying.
"Why! *Sniff* Why me!? I had a family, a mom,*Sniff*, a job! I was happy!" I screeched, tears pouring down my flushed freckled cheeks.
-297 Years Later-
"Uhh North, Moons here!" I shouted, while floating back down to the floor. The moon was shining brightly again, through the hole in the ceiling.
"Ahh, Man in Moon! What is big news?" North asked, grinning mischeviously. Under the moonlight, a compartment opened to reveal a large crystal stand.
"Another guardian?" Tooth said, buzzing about, over-excitedly.
"Oh god, not Groundhog not Groundhog..." Easter Bunny muttered under his breath. Light from the crystal started to take form, and revealed the image of a young, female figure carrying a staff.
Sandy displayed an exclamation mark above his head.
"Lucinda Moon? The Man in Moons own daughter? Why does he want-"
A silhouette of Pitch appears in the moonlight, growing bigger and bigger, with another silhouette beside him.
"Huh? Pitch? And a friend?" I asked, trying to identify the shadow.
"Someone helped him... Someone very powerful..." Tooth muttered, just as anger bubbled up inside me.
"I'll go get Lucinda- You wait here." I said.
"Be careful! Shes dangerous!" Tooth called out behind me, making me laugh.
"A girl? Dangerous? Pft, you must be joking." I replied as I flew out of the door.