Well, I have decided to make another story! Like my cousin, it will be about Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians. There is a tricky part to my story that I need a little help explaining. I will tell you after you read this!

The chilling winds carried me over a freshly snow-cover town. Christmas was in a week and I didn't have the heart to disappoint the children. The air held the same bite as the first time I met her, years ago.

~Flash back~

The sting of the cold had no affect on me as I did my nightly stroll along the utility poles and wires. The air began to glow with golden grains of sand that sparkled in the wind.

"On time," as I always said, every night, every year. Same routine as last year, I thought bitterly. Change sounded like a luxury right then. I never imagined my silent wish would start a fate that I wasn't about to forget.

The wind carried the faint sound of soft sobs. It was my job as a guardian to protect the children and ensure their safety. I flew to the source of the sound. In the middle of town where the large frozen fountain reigned the cry became louder. Sitting on the edge of the fountain was a child that was rolled up into a ball with a new pair of ice skates beside her. I dropped down and walked closer.

"Hey kid, what are you doing out here this late at night?" I questioned softly. A head of black curls and a runny nose lifted itself above her knees. Teary eyed, the girl sniffled and held herself tighter.

"It's okay! It's me, Jack Frost. Tamer of the winds, King of the cold!" I said excitedly to pull the girl out her ball. I slowly made a snowflake and blew it towards her. She lifted a pink gloved hand and touched it. The snowflake burst into bits of ice which made the girl smile. Her toothy grin was the purest, the smile of a child.

"C'mon, what's your name?"

The girl shyly glanced away.

"A-Alice," she stuttered. I chuckled; I've found myself a lost Alice!

"Come here Alice, can you tell me where you live so I can get you back home?" I reached out my hand and warmly smiled at her. Alice nodded, slid off of the ledge, and put her tiny gloved hand in mine.

~Flash back end~

I sighed as I distinctly flew back to her house even though she was long gone. After I had helped her back to her house she told me why she was out over cookies and milk.

'I wanted to practice skating so I could show my mommy and daddy!' I could still hear her excited voice ringing clearly through the silent night. Alice's mother didn't want to bother paying for lessons and her father found it unnecessary altogether. Soon after, every night I would visit Alice and sometimes teach her how to skate. Those were the best days, the days I wasn't doing the same routine, the days were something unexpected could happen. I looked forward to every night then, but one day, she was gone. The night before Alice had seemed a little out of place, but I thought nothing of it other than a bad day. I would never have thought she would move away. I guess, maybe she didn't either. Now I always fly to her house in hopes that she would come back and change my life again, but alas she never did.

That was 8 years ago; Alice would probably be about 18 now. Would she even remember me? Or am I just a fuzzy memory of her child hood? I don't even know anymore.

So, you see, Jack could have flown out anytime to find Alice, but that wouldn't be a very exciting story now would it? Here's my challenge for the views to make up: Why couldn't Jack see her? What was stopping him? I know it's stupid to ask for help, but I am seriously stuck! Reviews welcomed! Thanks! XOXO