Darkness.
That's the first thing I remember.
I was cold, it was dark, and I was scared. But then, I looked closer, and I saw the stars in the darkness of the sky, and my vision started to clear. I could feel myself being lifted from the ground, into the air, when I saw it.
The moon.
It was so big, and so bright, and it seemed to have chased the darkness away… And when it did, I wasn't scared anymore...
After a second, I was placed back down gently onto the snowy earth below me. I inspected myself, realizing the clothes I was wearing, before I turned back to the moon. I started to walk on the uneven ground, losing a bit of my footing, and I grabbed a stick when my hand fell to the snow. It glowed a light pink when I touched it, and threw my hand away. Then, I grabbed it, curiosity getting the better of me, and I inspected it closely. It was curved, and had a string attached to it, to look like a bow.
Once I figured out my wings, I clumsily flew to a tiny settlement I spotted in the distance. Falling into the ground when I tried to land, I hoped no one had noticed my horrible landing. A grin took on my face, and I walked into the settlement, greeting those I passed. I then turned to an adult women, and was just about to ask where I was, when she walked through me. I gasped for air, and my eyes widened in surprise and shock. She walked through me! Then, others began to as well, as if only to add on the pain I felt and to tell me I was really invisible. I walked away, shaking my head in disbelief and confusion.
My name is Valery 'Cupid' Valentine. How do I know that? The moon told me. That was all he said to me though. That, though, was a long, long, time ago...
A pink haired girl flew around in the air white her small, pure white wings. A smile was set across her face, as the spirit of winter had just given her a good idea as to get just one person to see her, though, it would have to create some mischief. Snow was his thing, not hers, but it would be better than nothing. It was still into the early days of winter, but there was just enough snow on the ground. She landed in the town of Burgess, her home town, and looked around of a kid to spark interest with. It was a kid, age of what seemed to be 8, whose hair was short and a light brown. "Perfect." Valentine said to herself, grinning still, but had doubts. She trusted Jack though, so what harm could it bring? She knelt down, and grabbed some snow, and started packing it into a snowball, like the Winter spirit had taught her to make it perfect, and threw it at the kid. The little girl looked around, not knowing where it came from, since no one else was around. That got her attention. Valentine flew over, and decided to use what she had been working on for a while, flying a bit above the girl. A pink, glittering heart appeared in her hand, and it floated down in front of the girl, who started to giggle in amazement, reached out to touch it only to be surprised when it popped, and pink glitter like stuff fell to the ground. The girl reacted the opposite to what Valentine had expected. The girls eyes went wide and she started to back away, clearly scared and confused as to what that was. "Wait, I'm sorry!" Valentine said to reach out to the girl and comfort her, only to have her pale pink tinted hand go right through her…. The girl walked away, forgetting the events, but Valentine stayed there, floating down to the ground. "I.. I scared her.." She said, almost in a whisper, and put her face in her hands, not crying, but feeling like it.
She had not noticed the wind picking up a bit behind her, and hearing the crunch of the snow come next to her. Jack Frost looked down at his best friend, clear to him that it had failed, and once again a child had gotten scared. He knelt down next to her, and put a hand on her shoulder. His body temperature was colder than hers, but not by much. The two both fell into winter, so it was only normal for them both to be cold. Valentine slowly turned to him, her ruby red eyes showing a pleading look in them, and he felt his heart ache a bit. There wasn't much he could do for her, and it hurt him to see his best friend hurt like this, for he too had been in her shoes not too long ago.
"Come on," he said, smiling in an attempt to cheer her up, "Let's go see North, maybe he had an idea." Jack stood up, using his wooden staff to help, and held his hand out for Valentine to take, which she did, and the two flew off to the North Pole.
Nicholas St. North, widely known as Santa Claus, and to few, the Guardian of Wonder, whose title was not to be taken lightly. His workshop was full of this wonder, lights and sounds and excitement all around, it was easy to make ones mood brighten up as they saw the wonder he put into everything, but for Valentine at the moment, it was little to no help. The two made their way onto the globe room, where a huge globe stood with lights flickering on it and rotating slowly. This showed all the children who believed in the guardians. Valentine knew each of the guardians, but Jack, the Guardian on Fun, was the only one she knew best, and before he became a guardian as well.
Making their way in, the two could tell things where being rushed more than normal, as Christmas was nearing and the yetis and North where getting ready for that night of setting out. It would be difficult to talk to him, and once inside, the two started to ask around for him. Of course, he would be in his office, the two though as they were told by a yeti where he was. The two made their way to the office, and knocked. The door opened, and a big man, with a long, white beard appear in the doorway, and smiled once her noticed who it was. "Jackson! Val! What brings you to workshop?" He asked in his rather deep and cheery voice, which had a thick, Russian accent. "Can we come in?" Jack asked, and Valentine nodded behind him a bit, noticeable still down about what happened. North gestured the two youngsters inside, and closed the door behind him.
"Cookies?" North offered the two, which both turned down, and he nodded, setting the plate down. "Now, what is problem?" He asked, his face losing his smile. Valentine turned, not wanting to really speak, so Jack took the hint, and decided to speak for her. "Valentine has been alive for as long as I have, yet she hasn't gained any believes since then. On top of that, she insists everyone is scared of her instead. We were wondering, if you knew any way to get her to gain believers?" Jack leaned on his staff causally, and North stroked his beard a bit, trying to think. "This is hard, due to fact that Val has no big powers." North said, which just made Valentine look down some more, and Jack sighed. "Belief comes with she does best, which is guide people to love. Love is scary thing to mortals, so it is no easy task at this." After a moment, North shook his head slowly. "I am sorry, but I do not have idea." Jack nodded, and looked down as well. It was quiet for what seemed like forever, what North moved to Jack and Valentine, and put a large hand on both shoulders, making them look up at the much older spirit. "Val, do not worry, for you will gain believers someday. I must work, but feel free to stay and eat cookies." North smiled widely, and led them to the door. After saying goodbye, the two slowly walked in silence back to the globe room, where Valentine sat down on a table and sighed. Jack was trying to think of a way to cheer her up, not liking to see anyone sad, much less her. Tooth was always busy with collecting teeth, so seeing her was a no go. North was clearly busy, and Sandy was normally busy as well, only sometimes not being so caught up in his work spreading dreams around the globe. The only person left, was Bunnymund, and the two never got along very well. Also, Jack doubted he would make Valentine feel any better.
"Hey now!" He said, smirking a bit and leaned on his staff, Valentine looking up at him. "Come on, smile! This normally isn't like you. You're normally so laid back and cheerful!" He stood up and walked over to her, jumping up on the table she was on and crouched down, his staff helping him keep balance by staying on the floor, and he put a hand on her back. Valentine smirked a bit, shaking her head. "Sorry. It's just that… 300 years is a long time, and not one person has believed in me yet."
"Yeah, I know how you feel. You remember how torn I was after having Jamie and his friends walk through me after giving him a ride of his life on the sleigh."
Valentine nodded, remembering seeing his face. He looked so broken and sad, and he was distant for the rest of the evening. "Yeah, I know."
"I would try to get Jamie to believe in you, but with your powers…. It would just be hard." His voice sounded sad, as if he didn't really mean what he just said, but they both knew it was true.
Valentine looked up, and looked at the moon through the window in the globe room. It was huge in this part of the world. "I just wish he would say something." Her voice was just above a whisper, and Jack nodded. "300 years is a long time to be silent, but one day, like me, don't worry." After a moment of silence between the two, the girl sighed lightly. "Do you think I'll ever get my memories?" Jack looked at her, slight confusion in her face, but that soon turned to hope and determination. "Yes. You will. I'll let you know when the fairies get it from Pitch's lair. There are still quite a few down there, and the fairies are still retrieving them all." Valentine nodded, and she leaned on Jack, who almost jumped but soon relaxed.
