Prologue
Alexis
She was on her mom's old Dell. She was a fan girl of 'Rise of the Guardians.' She was writing fan fiction, but her mind drifted else where. She had read Jack Frost's story, Toothiana's, Bunnymund, Sanderson Mansnoozie. But most of all, Pitch's. It made her cry, how could someone so good turn so evil? She only wished she could help. I just want to help. she sobbed, tears going down her face.
When it was night fall, all she could think about was the good man named Kozmotis Pitchiner. A man who would have done anything for his wife and daughter. It was unbearable to her. He didn't even remember his past life, his daughter and wife.
If you want to save him so bad, then do so, girl. A voice says into her head. She lifts her head off the covers. Whose there?
"Whose there?" she asks, out loud. She wasn't really scared of anything, not really. When people asked about it, all she said was, I've seen worse. She should have been asleep by now, she was going to be too sleepy for school. She checks the time on her phone,, eleven-thirty. Coffee wasn't even going to wake her up in the morning.
She groans, flopping back onto the bed. All along she knew it, she was crazy. She would always hear little voices inside her head. She sighed, why couldn't she be normal? Are you going to help him or not, you insolent girl? the voice says again. It was a man's, with a slight nasally quantity to it. She knew she wasn't imagining it now.
Alexis looks up, moonlight was seeping into her room. A lighted wondering crosses onto her face. She touches it, the light illuminating her hand. Then an image fills her head, Man in Moon. She thought him fake, a myth, legend. But indeed he was here, but a little rude. "I can help?" she asks, hope on her face, The moon seems to smile mockingly. She doesn't seem to notice.
Yes, child. But, there is a catch. You only will have a month. That is all I will allow. I can't spend all my time making sure a child doesn't turn to a fearling. he says, annoyed. But, the moon thought, this shall be entertaining. How many times has someone said they could save the infamous boogeymen? He lost count after about thirty. The either turned to a fearling, died, went into shock, or Pitch killed them. Sanderson Mansnoozie will take you. the moon says.
Yes, this would be entertaining. A month filled with laughter as another child cried not having changed Pitch back to his former self. The child was so oblivious, as if she couldn't see the smugness on Manny's face.
But, little did he know, the child hated the moon. And knew of his selfishness and smugness. But she didn't let him know, no point really. Just leverage for later.
She didn't know when she fell asleep. All she wondered throughout that Friday was her 'dream'. Was it a dream? She didn't know. But when she got home, and after needing to be finished homework, she found out. It had not been a dream, for the Sandman himself was in a jet plane of sand. The girl smiles, running to her window. Then she frowns. What about her mother, sister, and brother? What about her homework, school? Sandy seems to see this.
Sandy looks to the moon. Your mother thinks your at a private school camp. The girl all about glares at the moon, but decides not to. He probably brainwashed her mother. With that out of the way, she jumps on. Then reads a book called 'Between Bitter and Sweet' on the ride there.
Sorry it's short, this is the prologue. My regular chapters are up to 2,000 words long. Please don't steal idea! Oh, please review, it makes my heart smile. (:3