Prologue-
Everything started the day my best friend Jack died. His sister came running through the snow, screaming and crying. Jack had saved her and fell through the ice. Tears streamed down my face as I got my coat and ran. He couldn't be dead. He just couldn't be.
I ran through the woods. Banged on the ice. Nothing worked. I knew Jack was beneath the ice but I couldn't save him. I eventually fell, freezing and sick with cold. A tree branch caught me and I stayed there, watching as the snow and wind drew the breath out of me. The last thing I thought I saw was Jack. His light brown hair tussled and honey eyes rising from the deep. Then his hair was soaked white from the snow. His eyes opened wide. A frosty blue. Then, he was gone. And I was alone as the moon rose over me.
The next time I opened my eyes, the moon was right in front of my face. I reached out to touch it and noticed my hand. It was so drained of color that it looked white. I fought to get up and grabbed a branch to help me walk. Looking down into the ice, I realized I would never find Jack. Then, I noticed my reflection. Slowly, my light red hair soaked with white like Jack's. I closed my eyes, wishing the image would go away. I could feel the ice pricking my back as my hair fell down it. I opened my eyes to see my finished transformation. My eyes glowed blue as I searched them in the ice. Searched them for some memories of who I was. Nothing. I just looked up to the moon. The only thing I knew. The moon that changed me and now whispered all I needed to know. My name.
Suddenly, a huge wind picked up, lifting me off my feet.
"Woah!" I cried, smiling as the stick I was still carrying held me aloft. Then I fell back to the ice. But it didn't crack. My touching it seemed to make it more stable. I became fascinated with how the frost moved. I touched everything, my new blue eyes not believing it. I turned everything a frosty white just like my hair.
Focusing, I let the wind pick me up again and carry me to a village. I didn't recognize anyone. I didn't remember who I was. But I still smiled and tried to tell people of the amazing thing that had just happened to me. But they either didn't notice, or just ignored me. It felt weird, being ignored like that. Instead of tears, ice dripped down my face.
"Stop ignoring me!" I finally scream, swinging my stick at the nearest person. It goes right through them. Then they turn, and their eyes catch mine, just like they see me. Then they wave to a person behind me, calling out, and running through me. I shiver like I could actually feel the cold. They don't see me.
I back up, more people walking through me, each person draining my energy.
"Take me away from here!" I scream, clutching the stick.
The wind picks me up and ice still goes down my face as it takes me away to a cold place. I could faintly hear people calling my name in the distance. But I didn't know them anymore. Didn't know why they were calling me.
The only thing I know is that my name is Lucy White. I wouldn't remember Jack for another three hundred years. I wouldn't know my purpose for three hundred years. I just know my name and that I'm the only person that does.
Yay! Here's my first story posted on here! If you haven't already guessed, this is going to be a Lucy and Jack love story sorta. Why? Because Jack is hot! What can't he be real?:( Anyway, if you liked this, please tell me and I'll post more!