A/N- I'M SORRY! BLAME THE INSPIRATION FAIRY SHE CAME AND HIT ME WITH HER STORY STICK! DXDXDXDX I know I said I was gonna write How I Befriended My Window- and I do still plan to- but then this happened.
And, to ThatPsychoAmetuerWriterCassia: FUCK YOU YA LITTLE NAZI MILK FIG IS ON MY SIDE!
Okay. Now that that is out of the way.
This chapter is kinda just a prologue. The rest of the chapters will be longer.
Disclaimer: I don't own ROTG
The night was dark, stormy. Clouds boiled over the Pole, threatening a heavy snowstorm. The inhabitants of the workshop nestled proudly in one of the mountains hardly noticed, though, the magic surrounding the place keeping them safe from the outside.
A lone Yeti trekked back through the wind and snow and ice, carrying a large ice cube for North to use to make his toy designs. He didn't flinch when lights lit up across the sky, a white flash brighter than the Aurora Borealis. The Yeti did pause, however, when an ear-piercing scream split the air. Another flash of light revealed a falling form, hanging limp as it fell through the air. The Yeti scrambled to get underneath it, catching the being before they could hit the ground. He looked down at the creature in his arms, a slightly older girl, probably in her mid to late teens, asleep. She was dressed in only a t-shirt and jeans, but the sub-freezing temperatures didn't seem to bother her. She whimpered slightly, curling into the Yeti's arms, but didn't move or do anything again after that. The Yeti began to panic, unsure of what to do with the girl now. He rushed back to the workshop, sending another Yeti to alert North as he sat by the fireplace to help the girl warm up. Elves rushed to bring blankets and cookies and hot chocolate. The Yeti wrapped up the girl, but they could not get her to wake to drink the cocoa or eat the cookies.
North came as soon as he heard of the girl, taking her gently from the Yeti. Try as he might, no magic he used could wake her. All he was able to do was determine that she was alive and healthy, other than the coma, and place a spell upon her to keep her that way for however long it took her to awaken.
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On the same night, the moon shone brightly over a pond in Burgess, Pennsylvania. The ice cracked, revealing a boy, about seventeen or eighteen, with snow-white hair and ice-blue eyes. He gasped for breath, rising fully out of the water and setting gently back down, the ice freezing back over under his feet. He looked at himself in wonder, before examining his surroundings with wide eyes. He looked up at the moon, when his foot hit a wooden staff. When he picked it up, frost curled around the wood in an intricate design. The end of the staff hit the ice, causing a burst of frost to shoot out across the surface of the pond. The boy laughed in wonder and experimented with his newfound powers, which included controlling the winds to carry him through the air. He flew to a nearby town, calling out to the people wandering around, even at this late hour. None of them noticed him, however. One even walked right through him, sending unpleasant chills through his whole body, like his very molecules were being pulled apart. Three or four more people walked through him, before a frightening realization hit.
They couldn't see him.
To them, he wasn't there.
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That was three hundred years ago. The boy went about his new immortal life, bringing winter wherever he went. The girl didn't stir from her sleep, kept in a simple room, on a large bed, in the workshop.
A/N- Sooo... I woke up kinda early today. And I went downstairs because I was hungry. And my grandmother asked why I was up so early.
My response?
"There was a rumbly in my tummy that only hands could satisfy"
She gave me a really weird look. I cackled and ate some Apple Jacks. XD
Kudos to anyone who gets that reference.
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