Elusive Enigma
Summary: An enigma is something that cannot be explained, or something that baffles understanding. This explains her life, and she has accepted it. No one knows why she passes off her own powers as mere tricks of light, as an illusion. No one understands how she knows of (can perform it as well) deeper magic, which stretches back to the dawn of time.
No one understands her at all, but will these five Guardians look past her exterior and be able to find what's within?
Jack x OC
A/N: Hey! This is a Jack x OC story. It follows the movie format. This is my first story that's not a one-shot, so please be gentle. Disclaimer: ROTG and The Night Circus is not mine. Happy Reading!
Chapter 1: Character Profile (includes history already) and an expanded version of how she dies
Name: Celia Miranda Alisdair (call her Celia, or she won't respond)
Age:400, yet appears to be 17
Species (if not human): Spirit, soon-to-be Guardian
(if Guardian) Guardian of: Illusions
Eye color: Grey
Hair (or fur) color: Brown
Personality: She is arcane and sarcastic. She as a soft spot for children, and has an aversion to vulnerability. She is very intelligent.
History: She's the love child of Celia Bowen and Marco Alisdair. Her parents died when she was only a year old. She inherited both of her parents' powers, and even has a birthmark (like a ring put on it) on her left ring finger. She spends her childhood performing at Le Cirque de Rêves. She gets killed trying to protect the proprietor, Mr. Bailey Clark, from getting killed. Due to her sacrifice, the Man in the Moon lets her keep her powers and her memories and she becomes a spirit. However, she does not remember this because of one encounter with Pitch where the latter successfully took away her memories.
Love interest (optional): Jack Frost, but she's scared of it
Powers: Physical and mental manipulation (e.g. can break of anything and return it to its original state as if it was not broken, can erase memories, can transfer your subconscious to another place while your physical body is still there), conjuring
Appearance: She wears a plain white shirt, and black shorts. It symbolizes her childhood, Le Cirque de Rêves.
Chapter 1:
Celia's POV, set in February of 1914
Today was supposed to be a good night. The circus is in London, and there is a huge crowd waiting to be amazed. The reveurs, with their maroon scarves that contrast the black and white, discover new tents and uncover their mysteries. Others go around to different tents or they just eat the caramelized apples being sold. I am hiding in my mother's old tent, waiting to amaze. Soon, a huge crowd comes in and settles down. I wait for few moments, and then I appear in their midst. Some are shocked, and others begin to clap. I lift my hands, and my dress begins to turn ebony black. Some try to touch it, to see if it is real. I clap, and everyone's chairs lift off the ground. I am ready for them to see my new trick. I drop my hands slowly, and a raven appears. It caws, and flies at the crowd. Within a minute, it changes to a dove that takes flight and surrounds the crowd. Soon, the dove changes into paper. It falls down slowly, and I hear a gasp from the crowd. He or she just noticed that their chairs are down again. The audience claps again, some give standing ovations. The show is over, and I disappear. They gasp again. Now that it is my break, I go around disguised wearing a trench coat over my dress with my hair pulled into a bun. I see the late friend of my parents', Mr. Clark, and I wave. He immediately goes near me and asks, "How was the audience?" "Shocked as always." I replied. We continue chatting about the circus, until Mr. Clark sees someone walking toward us. We stop. The stranger seems to be holding something sharp, and he throws it at Mr. Clark. I scream, and I block Mr. Clark. It seems to be happening in slow motion, the knife going through my chest, and blood that's spreading from it. The last sound that I hear is Mr. Clark yelling at security to arrest the stranger. The last thing I see is the bonfire, spurting out big flames. To the next great and organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
END OF CHAPTER 1
A/N: Who has read " The Night Circus"? If you did, I hope it is a good description. I thought that the story (with a bit of tweaking) would be perfect for Celia (the one in the story). Please read and review! I hope I did okay.
'Til the next chapter,
daughterofsmokeandbone