This is my first Rise of the Guardiansfanfic. So go easy on me.
I don't own Rise of the Guardians. If I did then Jack would be a girl. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Darkness. That's the first thing I remember. It was dark, it was cold, and I was scared. But then, then I saw the moon. It was so big and it was so bright. It seemed to chase the darkness away. And when it did, I wasn't scared anymore. Why I was there and what I was meant to do, that I'd never know and a part of me says I never will.
As the beautiful blue eyes a young lady's eyes locked with the moon. She could feel herself floating upwards, but she wasn't sure. All that she was sure about was that the moon was getting bigger. Her hair was the most beautiful recreation of freshly fallen snow.
She felt her body slowly come out of the ice and she felt herself still being pulled upwards, towards the moon, she smiled as the moon chased her fears and the darkness away. Then, she felt herself slowly being set on a lake of ice.
Examining herself as she looked down, she saw she had blue feathers all over her body with white feathers on her wrist, ankles, and around her neck expect her head and her hands and she had a brown cloak made of animal hide. Her hair was pure white. She then heard the fluttering of wings behind her, she took off her cloak, and she turned around to see on her back were light blue dragonfly wings with frost designs on them.
Seeing a stick, which was hooked at the end, she grabbed it and felt a blast of energy flowing through it. She became so frightened that she slammed the unhooked side onto the ice, freezing it more. Upon seeing that she could do this, she walked over to the snow-covered shore next to the pond and tapped a few trees.
As soon as she tapped them, the trees became covered in ice. She became so happy that she began running around the pond.
"Woo hoo!" She exclaimed, running around the pond a couple of times, the staff making marvelous frost patterns. "Yeah!" She then slipped, surprised when the wind practically flung her upwards. She wanted it to stop, and she did. She stayed in the air, smiling, before she fell. She tumbled through the tree branches and landed on a sturdy branch. Pushing herself up, she looked around, seeing the lights of a small town.
"That's a village." She whispered to herself. "And where there's a village, there are people. Then someone can tell me where I am."
She flew to the village, stumbling and nearly falling when she landed. As she walked through the village, she greeted people around her, but none of them replied back. She saw a man walking towards her.
"Excuse me sir, can you tell me where I am?"
Instead of a response, he walked through her. That reaction caused her to step back, gasping. She heard a dog barking behind her. If an animal can see her, maybe someone can too. She got her answer the boy that was chasing the dog ran through her.
"No. No! NO!" She exclaimed, stepping backwards, more people walked through her. She turned around and walked into the forest, feeling alone. Pain in more just than her chest, but in her soul.
When she got to the lake she sat down, setting her staff beside her, and pulling her knees to her chest. She felt the moon's light shining on her, she turned and gave it a look. Wanting to know who she was.
"Frost. Jackie Frost." The moon answered her. She gave him a small smile, upon realizing it was a man speaking to her. He sounded like a kindly man.
"Thank you." Then the moon shined on a patch of with about five dozen white flowers that have yet bloomed. She wondered why would there be flowers in this time of year. Suddenly the flowers bloomed revealing hummingbird-like creatures with blue and white feathers all over their bodies.
The first one to bloom looked like a mini version of herself while the others' colors were opposite and have snowflake designs on their wings. All of the fairies had feathers on their heads unlike Jackie. She look at all of them with loved. They are fairies of ice, snow, and frost. They are baby frostflakes, her children.
My name is Jackie Frost, the Winter Fairy. How do I know? Because the moon told me so. But that was a long time ago.
I hope you like it! I want nice reviews and if I get bad ones, I won't update for a few weeks or even months depending on the review. I got the idea for this story from a story called A Helper for Jack by AmnilsRoving. Except the frostflakes have feathers on their heads because from what I read they have hair on their heads instead of feathers. If I got that wrong, sorry. See ya later!