Hey all I hope you all enjoy this first chapter ROTG. I do not own any of the Rise of the Guardian characters just my OC.

Chapter 1

I watched as the merchant served one of his customers with a hotdog. While he was watching counting the money the customer gave him. I walked by like I usually do and grabbed one of the sample hotdogs in my pocket and began to walk away before anyone could say a thing.

Well to start things off my name is Samantha, but I prefer Sam. As you could see I'm a thief, and yeah I know stealing is wrong and I'm not proud of it, but I really do not have much of a choice. I've lived on the streets for almost three years so far.

My mom died five years ago and my dad did not take her death very well and every time he looked at me would call me mom's name. He of course blamed me for her death and pretty soon I was on the streets. I knew he wouldn't miss me.

I sat down at the bench and began to eat the stolen hotdog. I watched as the families mostly kids and parents playing together and there were some who watch their kids run around with other kids. I wiped a tear away as I watch the families enjoying each other.

Once I finished my hotdog I got up and was about to head into one of the grocery stores when I noticed an old stand on the side of the road. There was a guy setting things up for today's sell.

Ever since I was three, antiques fascinated me to no end. I would collect them and my parents worried I would end up being a pack rat. The stand contained all types of books that were diaries or autobiographies. There were some jewelry boxes and other things that were cool to look at.

"May I help you?" I nearly jumped out of my skin as I look up at the male at the stand. He looked to be in his early thirties and yet as strange as this may sound his eyes look over a hundred years old. His light blue eyes seem to look right through me. It almost felt like he knew my whole history from running away from home to now. He had golden brown hair.

I shook the feeling off as paranoia and gave him my most sincere smile. "No just looking around is all." I answered.

He nodded at my answer and then turned around to talk to another customer who walked up to talk about some of the mirrors.

I continued to look around his stand until my eyes fell on a golden key bracelet. It looked like the same type of bracelet mom had before she died. I continued to look closely at the bracelet.

"It is a lovely bracelet isn't it." I turned around to see what I now assumed to be the owner.

"Yes it is." I answered. "How much does it cost?"

"The total for that is fifty dollars, but since you are my very first customer I'm willing to cut the price down to thirty." He said.

Great, I find something I really like and I can't afford it. Well to be honest I can't afford a lot of things, but I really want this bracelet. I look up at him about to tell him I can't afford it when I saw that he was busy with another customer getting ready to buy three sets of books. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and placed the bracelet into my pocket.

I turned around and began walking away. I made a turn at a corner and made one last glance at the stand where the owner was talking with another customer. I continued walking down the street. When I looked back I thought I saw the owner look at me with knowing, sad eyes, but when I blink he was not there. I continued walking down the street as fast as I could. Looking up, I saw the full moon shinning down on me.

I walked into my home trying to get myself to calm down after taking the bracelet. My home was a toy factory that has been closed down for years. Nobody in their right mind would come in here, at least I hope not. The building look like it was falling apart, but it was pretty stable, and it kept me pretty warm even in the winter, which for Boston's weather can get quite cold.

I took a seat on my sleeping bag and pulled out the bracelet that I took from the stand. It looked exactly like my mom's. It had a golden key; it also had in small print my mom's initials.

I put on the bracelet and admire how it looked on my arm, but then there was a lot of wind and sand that surrounded me. I had to shield my eyes from the possibility of getting sand in my eyes.

"WHAT IS GOING ON!" I yelled at no one in particular.

I tried to move out of here, but my feet felt frozen in placed and then everything around me went dark.

I really need to think of getting some warmer clothes and another blanket. I simply rolled over and- MAN! It's so wet and cold!

I sat straight up and saw that I was surrounded by snow and I was somewhere in the woods. I got up slowly and looked around for a sign of where there might people be. I looked up to see some smoke and that meant people or a campfire.

So I walked towards where there was bound to be people. The walk seemed to stretch on forever I had to walk around a frozen pond and the snow was so deep. Once I finally made it into a town. I began to walk down the street when I saw the sign.

"Welcome to Burgess." I whispered to myself. "How did I end up all the way here from Boston?"

I really hope you enjoyed this first chapter of ROTG. I'll update again soon.