Hi everyone, this is not my first story, but the first one I'm posting here. Be gentle with me! It is rated M for later chapters (just to be safe.) I do not own Rise of the Guardians, that belongs to Dreamworks and William Joyce.

Jack rushed around the dimly lit castle, pulling on his blue and silver boots. He was late to the ball, and he knew his parents would be rather upset at him for being tardy. He wasn't looking where he was going and smacked into a hard wall of flesh. He looked up, blue eyes laced with annoyance, "Excuse me," he muttered, trying to push past the man. The obstruction grabbed hold of his thin, blue-clad arm and in a suave, yet sinister voice hissed,

"Ahh, my princeling, just who I wanted to see." The man was tall and too thin, his skin a sickly gray pallor. His eyes however were a startling golden color. Jack knew instantly who this man was, he was a dark wizard known as Pitch Black. He stumbled away from the dangerous man, only to be kept in his tight grasp.

"Let me go!" He Shouted, trying to pull the man off. Now, Jack had the power to control snow and ice, but he was still very inexperienced with it, and was afraid that using it would cause irreparable damage to his parent's favorite castle, resulting him in being in more trouble than he was already.

The wizard's eyes gleamed, and his hand warmed uncomfortably. "Jack darling, I curse you. I give you the gift of darkness." The shadow man let go of the struggling prince and disappeared down the darkened corridor. Jack pursued the man both in anger and in fear of what this curse might mean. He ran almost blindly forward until he felt a great pain seize him. He froze in place, praying to the moon that this dreadful pain would wear off soon. He trudged forward slowly, approaching the great hall where his parent's party was being held.

The enormous double doors opened revealing the king and queen's annual Gold Ball, a symbol of status laced in opulence. Jack panted as he tried to compose himself and look presentable for his parents. He looked down at his new blue outfit and cried out in horror, it had turned inky black! He turned to look at his reflection in the mirrored walls. Not only were his clothes dyed black, but so was his normally snowy hair; worst of all, his bright cerulean eyes were now a rich gold-just like the dark wizard's. He turned back to his parents in distress, hoping that the kingdom's great rulers would help him.

Up on the slightly raised dais sat King North and his loving wife of many years Queen Toothania. They were the parents of twelve beautiful children, Jack being the youngest (and most beautiful.)

Jack's eyes widened in horror as he caught sight of his dear parents. His father's white beard was as dark as the sky outside, his usually smiling mouth was pulled down in a frown, and his eyes too, were golden. Queen Toothania as well was changed. Her usually bright feathery dress was now a dull color pallet of blacks and grays, her eye-makeup as well was altered to frame her golden eyes.

Jack looked around the ball room, new golden eyes wide in terror. All the guests were draped in black, their eyes all a gleaming molten gold. A thin hand touched his quivering shoulder and a slimy-smooth voice whispered in his ear, "Isn't it beautiful Jack? This is my curse upon you."

So what did you all think? I need to know if I should continue this story, mostly because I really like it, but I don't want to bore you all! So please review, and please note that I will ignore any and all flames because just like they do Jack, they make me uncomfortable. XD