Adventures of a Frosty Halloween

by Minnesota1

There's a new guaridan lurking in the shadows. No, really! She's michetvious and her holiday represents a form of evil... well tjhats what we assoitate it with anyway. Could it be that Jack is smitten with this newcommer? Also, Pitch is brewing up another plan, this time aim at the one and only... Jack/OC

Hey guys! So I know I'm starting a new story and I haven't posted a new chapter to Eyes of the Soul. Truthfully, I write out half of the stories chapters before I begin them... I didn't like how it played out so I'm changing it. And I need a break too... I have kinda been avoiding it... I'm a horrible person :( So I started this story! I hope everyone likes it.

I woke up with darkness surrounding me, rapping me in it's tight blanket. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move! The obnoxious silence screamed in my ears. I started to claw my way out my enclosed abyss. When I finally was met with the relief of cool air, I noticed a huge, glowing orb that seemed to call to me.

"Your name is Evelyn Lilith." It said, then silence. I looked around at my environment, there was a light fog that covered the ground. Trees had hanging moss on it's branches and old worn tombstones were in lines. around the medium sized graveyard was an iron gate. Why? Trying to keep the dead inside? Am I a zombie?! No, the living dead can't think right? I climbed out of my grave, only to notice that there was no tombstone anywhere where I emerged. I took a look at what I was wearing. I had on a black dress that had a light blue underpart. It was triangularly cut at the bottom and came to my knees. I had ripped black tights and the sleeves came down to my elbows were a piece of lighter piece of translucent black fabric that cascaded down my wrists. There was a blue triangular piece from the top of my chest to the skirt part of the dress black laces crisscrossed and ties at the top, giving it a corset like appearance. I had worn, black leather, heeled boots.

I looked back in the grave, there was a sword. I attached it to my hip and left.

200 Years Later

I'm still the same... I grew quite attached to my old style only thing different is I have a cloak. I was wondering around, it was Halloween night, my holiday, when a bunch of yetis and North came out of nowhere and shoved me into a bag. I was finally let out of the bag after a very bumpy sleigh ride I presume. I looked around, every thing was bright, cheery, and warm. In front of me stood the Guardians, and all eyes were on me.