Hello, and welcome to the second part in my long scheme to destroy you all, Mwahahahahaha. Just kidding, I hope you all liked the first book and I hope you will like the second just as much. So, enjoy.

I don't own RotG


Emma ran frantically through the forest to the house on the edge, bursting through the door with shouts of Evienne's name falling in a jumbled chant. Both Evienne and her mother sat at the table in the kitchen when Emma ran in. Evienne shot to her feet when she saw the fearful look adorned on the small girls face, "Emma, what is wrong?" concern lacing both her voice and her face.

"Jack- ice- broke- Hurry!" She yelled through her tears before racing out the door.

Evienne looked to her mother with fearful eyes, "Go get His parents." She ordered as she ran towards the door to chase after the girl, "I don't know what happened but you need to get Jack's parents, now!" She yelled as she raced out the door.

"Evienne!" He mother shouted trying to stop her daughter, she ran out the door as well but instead of following after the two girls she ran in the opposite direction to the Overland's house.

In the forest Evienne ran after Emma shouting for the girl to slow down, unfortunately her cries fell on deaf ears as Emma quickened her pace to the lake. Panting Evienne sped up her pace until she was practically at the little girl's heels. She froze though once the lake came into sight. Jack's ice skates laid abandoned on the ice next to a shepherd's hook and a few feet away lay something that made Evienne's breath hitch in her throat. Along the ice water lay a hole not far from where Jack's skates were, a hole large enough to fit Jack's body. She only broke out of her horror-induced trance when she saw Emma run onto the ice. "Emma!" She screamed racing forward to stop the girl from suffering the same fate as her brother. Her arms wrapped tightly around the struggling child her knees hitting the edge of ice as she fell to them trying to stop Emma.

"Let go!" Emma cried shoving against he captor, "We have to save him! Let go! Don't you care about him? He is dying!"

"He is already dead!" Evienne shouted back, the girls fighting dying into crying. "He is gone," She said through tears of her own, cradling the shaking girl in her arms, "I am sorry Emma, but there is nothing we can do for him now."

"If I had been faster this would not have happened." She bawled, "If we had not gone today as you said he would still be alive."

"Hey now," She said sternly pulling the little girl to look at her, "Jack would never had wanted for you to place blame upon your shoulders, it does not belong there." She said, Emma simply burring her face in the girl's chest again.

Evienne turned her gaze again upon the hole in the ice and felt her heart shatter. Jack was gone. He really was. Evienne had hoped as she raced through the forest that Jack was simply pulling one of his normal pranks and that when they got to the lake he would be standing on the edge of the ice with that lopsided grin of his laughing till his sides hurt. She still had a sliver of hope that he would walk around from behind a tree, but a glance around the surrounding foliage told her that this was not the case. She faintly heard the approaching footsteps of whom she could only assume were Jack's parents, but she could not tear her eyes away from the hole in the ice.

Though the sounds of Jack's mother's cried were deafening as the women fell to her knees at the sight before her. Jack's Father knelt between his wife's shaking form and Evienne's unmoving body with Emma now clutched tightly to her chest. His arms came to wrap around Evienne's shoulders shocking her out of her trance. She turned to look at the man that so resembled his son, her breathes coming out in pained pants now, tears welling up in her blue eyes causing them to darken. A cry choked out of her throat as the man pulled her into his side, his wife already tucked into his side opposite the two girls. Cries fell freely from Evienne's throat, her form shaking more than Emma's little body as she mirrored the girl's reaction and buried her face into Jack's father's coat letting the fabric absorb her tears.

As the three women sat crying huddled tightly to Jack's father the man stared at the lake. Not a tear fell from his eyes but choked breaths were drawn into his throat as it burned with the strain to not cry. He knew that in this moment if he broke his wife would die, so he stared straight ahead refusing to show the breaking he felt inside his chest.

It took a few hours to coax Jack's mother into standing and wobbling pitifully back to the house, her husband and daughter following after. However Evienne remained unmoving. Her gaze trained on the hole not a tear falling while she was alone only unsteady breathing. When the sun started to set beyond the horizon footsteps sounded behind her but she still didn't turn her head.

Her brothers knelt down beside her on each side and for a moment stayed silent. "Evienne," Cynwrig said quietly, "you should get hoe before you freeze to death in the night." He said grabbing her arm. She was easily pulled to her feet and allowed her brothers to drag her off, still in trance due to the situation.

Two sleepless nights later found her yet again staring at the ice that had partially frozen over in the night's cold, she simply stood staring with her arms crossed. Her brothers had refused to let her out of their sight the day before as they were worried she might do something stupid. She stood by the water wearing a black dress, instead of the white she was supposed to wear on this day. Footsteps sounded from behind her and she inwardly groaned when the person spoke, "Hello Evienne." there was no remorse in the voice, only malice.

She turned to look at with Morgan with a face devoid of anything other than annoyance, "Oh sod off will you?" She responded angrily, "I care not for your torment on any other day, least of all this day. Leave me in peace." She said turning back to face the lake.

"Why leash your anger out upon me? I had no fault upon Jack's decent under the ice." Morgan responded cockily.

Evienne turned to face her with a smirk on her face, "No, but how glorious a day it would be if you had, I could finally end your pitiful reign upon this Earth."

"Thous't harvests a murderous rage towards me? Nary a reason I hath given for such a feeling."

"Thous't would do to conserve thine own life but leaving me be. For tragedy hath upon my very soul not a day gone past yet I still grow weary of such a meaningless existence, leave me before I deem yours much the same." She threatened.

"Thine anger is misplaced, be it upon me or thine dead love? Blame not those who are innocent, but rather blame he who fault falls to." Morgan replied darkly.

Anger flared in Evienne's soul at the other girls words, she rounded on her and spoke in a dangerous voice, "Mock him not again. Thine words hold insults thou cannot redeem thineself of. Nary a place shall you go save that which all men fear. Thou art unfit for any place save Hell!" She shouted. "Leave me to mourn in peace wicked witch." Morgan stood shocked and the girl turned and walked away from the lake. Never such words had fallen from the girl's mouth to anyone, a smile slid across her face at the thought.

Evince turned back to the lake and sighed, "Oh Jack, why couldn't you have just listened to me?" She asked before sitting and pulling her knees to her chest and resting her head atop them. "I would much have preferred to spend this day how we planned, as the beginning of the greatest adventure we have ever faced." She murmured to herself. She suddenly felt a rush of cold wind against her back and the sound of whispering reached her ears. She knew not what it said it was faint enough but she felt a surge of power run through her body and suddenly the ground began to shake momentarily. She stuck her arms out trying to steady herself and then, as quickly as it had come, it stopped. She looked around before sighing and standing up and with one more look at the lake she walked away towards the church.

Upon arrival she found that most had already arrived, dressed in the same black as her. She walked silently to the front pew and sat down beside her brothers who gave her a sympathetic look before the Priest stood at the front behind the pulpit."We are gathered here today to mourn a tragic loss..." He began and Evienne found herself not listening as she stared at the wooden casket that was place in front of the pulpit, the one that held no body.


Okay, this is just the prologue to the actual story but I feel it was needed. And yes, Jack's funeral was on the same day that they were supposed to get married, aren't I just the worst? I hope you liked it and come next chapter is where things get fun. So, until next time.

The Freak is out of here! ;)