Well this is something I have decided to experiment with, so here we go, a classic "Spirit of Summer OC" and Jack Frost pairing. What can I say? It's not the most original concept but you have to start somewhere. It's still in not perfect, being my first attempt at magic and stuff like that, my forte is Red vs Blue, Halo, Battlestar, Stargate, and stuff like that. So if things aren't on par with this style sorry, I'm still learning.

Roses in the Snow

Chapter 1

The North Pole was a hive of activity. As it usually was, and North was right in the center of it, he'd been obsessing over each and every little detail since a bet he had gone through with Bunny had become official. The bet, whoever could make and deliver the most eggs or presents would be forced into admitting the other's holiday was best. But of course, Bunny had initially refused, as he could only do anything with his eggs a few days in advance as they were perishable and Santa's presents were good just about all year round. But, after some careful prodding from North, Bunnymund accepted the challenge and had made and painted millions of eggs and hidden each and every one of them.

So North had exploded out with a vengeance, annoying the yetis a great deal as making the toys was their job and they had little to no help from elves. But North had a bet to win, and nothing but the Man in the Moon himself would stop him from having the rabbit say that Christmas was the most important.

"Come on, why are you sitting on doing nothing, we have toys for children to make!" North called out, startling a pair of yetis at the water cooler taking a break.

The two yetis groaned and begrudgingly walked over to their stations as North watched them to be sure. A trio of elves messing around on a Christmas tree near the control panel to the large globe suddenly went a bit too high as they tried to put the star on top of the tree. The tree starting tipping back and forth, leaning over the railing where they would have fallen several stories to the very bottom where the gears turning the globe were located. Then it fell the other way and then completed its fall and sent all three of the elves falling to the ground. The crash of the ornaments alerted everyone nearby that something had fallen and broken. The yetis all groaned as several elves laughed at their friends' unfortunate accident. One of the elves bounced further and onto his rump on top of the hidden opening where a blue crystal with a core of magic that the Man in the Moon used to communicate.

"Ah!" North shouted, shocked at what happened to one of his Christmas trees, "Elves, what wrong with you! You're always breaking things and hurting yourselves! Do something useful, instead of breaking Christmas trees and electrocuting yetis."

As North continued to lecture the two elves on the tree who looked down at their feet guiltily, one of the windows suddenly became a solid mass of white and blue light that gently spilled into the room and the aura of light shined down upon the spot where the crystal was located. The little elf looked up at the moon then began trying to get the attention of North. But he was still in one of his rants with the elves and wouldn't hear any of it.

One of the yetis tried getting his attention, babbling in the strange yeti language.

"What? Did elf break Christmas present too?! Oh…" North said, trailing off as he saw the beam of light bathing the elf and the spot the crystal was located, "Manny, I'm sorry, but elves being destructive. As usual, so I don't want to hear it from you we have much to do."

But then the crystal holding opened and the blue glowing object slowly began to rise up from the floor, with the little elf on top of it. He stood up, seeing exactly what it was he was standing on, and jumped down, falling flat on his face and then stood up, holding one of his teeth. He realized what that meant to lose a tooth and immediately began bouncing up and down holding it in front of him like a piece of treasure.

"Manny, are-are you choosing new Guardian?" North asked, "Can you hold on while I get everyone out here, they need to see new Guardian as well."

Then one of the yetis slammed a door open, holding a single thin boy in a blue sweatshirt and tan pants with a long staff not unlike a shepherd's crook. His hair was white and his eyes were blue. And he was in trouble, again.

"Hey ya North," Jack Frost called out.

"Phil got you again?! You need to stop trying to break into North Pole, you're Guardian!" North said, holding his hands out as if it were a big celebration, "Speaking of which, Manny has chosen new Guardian!"

"What?" Jack said, "Hey Phil you mind, Guardian business," Jack said, being put down by the yeti in question. As he walked away he did the whole intimidation thing where he pointed at his eyes then pointed at Jack as he walked out.

"Yes, seems like Manny chose new Guardian, just now even."

"But wouldn't that mean something was wrong? Is it Pitch again?" Jack asked, flying over and hovered around the crystal that was glowing softly.

"Oi! What's this North?" the voice of Bunnymund, AKA the Easter Bunny, called out, annoyance dripping from his voice.

The two of them saw that Bunny had a little elf dressed in green and disguised as an evergreen tree in his hand. His face was painted in camouflage and was annoyed at being caught.

"Is nothing I swear."

"You were spying me," Bunny said, "And not for the first time I might add."

"Yo Bunny, we got bigger problems," Jack said, pointing at the crystal.

"What?" Bunny said, dropping the elf to the ground, "Is something wrong?"

"Is what wrong?" the extremely hyper active voice of Toothiana, AKA the Tooth Fairy asked as she hovered into the room.

"Tooth! How'd you know we were meeting?" North called out.

"Well there was a tooth to get out here, an fortunate fall by one of your little elves. And I thought I'd do this one myself and say hi."

"Well Manny's chosen a new Guardian Tooth," Bunny said.

"Really? Who?" Tooth asked coming to rest next to Bunny as a swirling golden ring of sand appeared around them signaling the arrival of the Sandman.

"Sandy!"

The little spirit saluted North and the others pleasantly, and settled next to Jack who patted him on the back.

"Good of you to show up."

A moon shaped figure appeared above the little man's head and he shrugged.

"Well, everyone's here now, Manny, show us who is to be next Guardian."

The crystal obliged, shining brightly, and then letting a single thin female figure appear. It was a feminine figure, her hair was let down, falling down to past her shoulders in gentle waves. Her face was gentle and she wore a midriff shirt that left her arms bare and a dress that went down to her knees. Both were textured like leaves, with the shirt being tight and the dress being loose and free. She was smiling in the image, a smile that seemed to capture Jack's attention acutely.

"Who is she?" Jack asked.

"I-I don't know," North responded.

The Sandman shrugged his shoulders, shaking his head.

"Well…uh. She's um…" Tooth tried to put her finger on it.

"I know who she is," Bunny responded, "No one really knows who she is, even among us spirits obviously. There are no legends or stories of her either. But her role in this world is as important as Christmas and Easter and Winter combined."

"Mother Nature?" Jack asked, "I know her, and she does not look like that."

"No, Mother Nature has a lot to do, so she sort of delegates, and what she delegates to this little Sheila is to be the Spirit of Summer. And I know where to find her."

-X0X-

The dark of the night gradually turned into a warm orange glow as the sun peaked over the horizon and the forest came alive once more. Flowers, trees, animals, birds, and little bugs of every shape and size emerged from their sleep to a new day, a new start on life. As these creatures and plants rose and started to fill the air with the sound of life another, rather strange event occurred. A large live oak, standing defiantly on top of a small hill overlooking a gentle stream creaked and groaned gently in the morning sun. It's trunk started to slowly twist and parted in the middle and with a soft step forward its lone awoken inhabitant stepped into the world. Her bare feet touched the soft green grass and as her magic touched the soil and life flowers gently rose from the ground to tickle at her ankles as she stood breathing in the untouched air of the forest morning. The wet dew on the grass was cool to the touch and sparkled with a crystalline brilliance as she looked out to see the effect of her waking up.

Her name was Rose, and she was the spirit of the summer and all that is green in the world. She was dressed in a green midriff shirt that seemed to be textured like a leaf but was as comfortable as silk. She wore a green dress that ended at her knees that was also looked like leaves but was the same comfort level as fine silk. Her hair was a light red that was wavy and fell past her shoulders with one of her green eyes usually concealed behind it. Her face was that of any other fifteen or sixteen year old teenager, but her abilities were not.

The young spirit kneeled down, seeing the effect that her magic seemed to have on the ground around her, she gently caressed one of the flowers and it rose up into the air, following her hand obediently all the way up to her knees. She smiled happily, seeing and feeling the warmth of the sun on her face and body as she welcomed a new day.

"Oh hello there," she chirped happily as a young fawn walked up to her, sniffing curiously, "Now where's your momma?"

She looked around, seeing a small group of does and fawns peacefully grazing near the creek below her. The mother doe in question looked over to her and sniffed at her grunting softly then returned to grazing, sensing no danger from the spirit. She patted the fawn's head, feeling the soft fur of its speckled coat as she walked down to the creek where frogs and dragonflies danced about on the lily pads and amongst the reeds. Small fish darted to and fro beneath the rippling water and she kneeled down to look closer at her reflection. She knew her hair was a bit wild in the morning, and took great care to keep herself presentable, even though no one could see her. As she brushed out small knots and wetted down unruly portions a pair of squirrels and a raccoon joined her at the water's edge.

"Good morning," she said as the squirrels chittered away at her, relaying something over to her.

Of course, being the spirit of all that is green and alive she understood them as only their own kind could, "Good morning Rose!"

"How'd you three sleep?"

"Oh it was horrible, the woodpeckers were pecking on my tree all night! Can you please tell them to stop?"

"Well you just have to work it out amongst yourselves Buddy," Rose replied, seeing the little squirrel's tail twitch in annoyance.

"But they won't listen to me!" the squirrel she knew as Buddy replied.

"Well sometimes you have to do more than what you're doing," Rose chuckled, washing her hands in the water and standing up. As she stood up she noticed a reflection from across the creek that belonged to someone she knew well.

"Still talking to animals there Rose?" the voice of her old friend Bunnymund, said with a slight bit of sarcasm in his Australian accent.

"Well someone has to," she said, holding the squirrel in her hand and let him scramble up her arm onto her shoulder.

"I thought that was Mother Nature's job?" Bunny replied, leaning against the large willow he was underneath.

"Well there's a lot of nature out there, and Mother has always been busy so that's left to me. I'm their voice."

"Aye, that Mother Nature is about as busy as a bloody bee."

"Since when are bees bloody?" Rose said, walking towards him on top of the water, her feet held up by lily pads that seemed to sprout up magically under her feet.

"It's just an expression love, don't get all upset, I don't want your little doggy friends to come after me like the last time you got angry," Bunny replied, remembering Rose's faithful protectors and friends, a pack of wolves that did everything in their power to protect her and the forest.

"Oh the pack isn't the only thing you need to worry about Bunny, remember I have a bit of sway over everything that grows and lives in the forest," she replied, tapping her foot on the soft grass twice.

"Don't I know it," Bunny replied, then saw that the roots of the willow tree he was under had begun to curl around his ankles, "Oi keep your roots to yourself, Rose, come on I didn't come here to fight."

He swatted away at the willow tree's roots, and Rose, knowing her point was made smiled and let the tree return to its business, "So what brings you out here, Bunny? It's not like you to come on a social call. Don't tell me Jack Frost froze the Warren again?"

"Haha, no, and I am here on business. Apparently, you're a Guardian."

"No way, I'm no Guardian," Rose chuckled turning her back on him as she walked away to get a fly away, the wind lifting her up.

"Well tell that to the Man in the Moon," Bunny said, following her.

"What? He-he told you I'm a Guardian?" Rose asked, returning to the Earth.

"Aye, he told us yesterday."

"B-but he never told me, and Mother never told me," Rose replied, stepping back, "And-and no one believes in me, I'm not even a myth like Jack Frost! No one knows my name, no one knows what I do!"

"They will," Bunny says, tapping the ground with his foot and opened up the ground with one of his tunnels. And both spirits went straight down. Next stop, North Pole.

There we go, hope you all liked it. I'm still experimenting with this type of writing, magic's not my forte, I write sci-fi, so I'm used to things you can explain with a series of scientifically viable concepts and engineering principles. This one will require some new experience, so if you have suggestions I'm listening.

Next Chapter Preview: The Spirit of Summer and the Spirit of Winter, time to see if opposites attract.