Hey everyone. I know I promised this story a while ago, but school started and my phone shattered and my computer broke. I got it working again, but everything was deleted. I managed to type this up during lunch, and am posting it tonight as a gift from me to you considering my birthday is today, the 18th. Please read and review if you like it!
Chapter One:
"Let me tell you a story about a boy who will never grow up. About the pirate who swore to kill him. About the island where fairies roamed. But this isn't the story you've heard before. To know how something ends, we must first know how they begin. Sometimes friend begin as enemies, and enemies begin as friends." -Pan, 2015
Jack Frost, winter spirit, Guardian of Fun. The eternal 16-year-old, that was actually 319, was perched effortlessly on a tree branch. The young Guardian was actually asleep, but his uncanny sense of balance made it seem as if he were awake and just resting.
The forest was silent, and then something moved ever so slightly. Anyone else would have dismissed it as a squirrel, but one force of nature knew better. 'Danger! Snowflake, wake up!' The wind spoke in a very ancient language, one Jack subconsciously knew very well.
Jack awoke, as he was a very light sleeper, and was immediately on alert. His senses were much better then regular mortals, and living 300 years alone in the wilds of the world sharpened them. Yet, the boy still strained to peer into the pitch black darkness. Pitch Black. Jack shook away the dark. The boogeyman wasn't back, he had been destroyed by his fearling.
Still, the night sky was dark as heavy rain clouds threatened rain. There was a flash of lightning and the wind screamed. Jack heard a roar-like thunder, and then the wind knocked him out of the tree. It then swept Jack up into its arms and carried him high above the tree. As he looked down, Another lightning illuminated the forest and the frost child saw a large tiger that looked as if it were made of shadows. It growled up as its prey, and then vanished back into the shadows.
Jack took a shake breath, and then flew off to the North Pole.
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The tiger ran through the shadows,traveling easily over the frozen ground. Finally, it came to a small tunnel in the ground. Without hesitation it jumped in. At first, the nightmares that guarded the lair tried to attack it, but one swing from its mighty paws disintegrated them, and they backed off.
Soon, the tiger reached a large cavern filled with empty cages and a globe with many lights flickering on it. The tiger let out a growl and a laughing filled the air. Out of the shadows came what used to be Pitch, but now it was a human-like demon made mostly out of the nightmares he created.
A large part of his face was shadows, along with chunks of flesh here and there. The rest of him was no better off. He spoke in a horse growl, no longer human. Then again, when was he ever human?
"So, he accepted. Very good. Let us have some fun shall we?" He asked, chuckling a little. The tiger growled and ran off, reterning to its master. "Have your fun, Jack. But like every snowflake, you must fall." And then the night was filled with insane laughter, and every child shivered.
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Thanks for reading! Let me know if you want me to continue it, because I need to know own people will read it.