Redone
Chapter 1
AN: My first fanfic, I know it's short but other chapters will be longer. Please,tell me what you think about it!
On a cold winter night a cloaked figure was sitting on the forest floor staring at the moon. He stared for hours on end, until that is he heard a noise. The cloak figure twitched with surprise, he?, slowly looked around him cautiously. He found nor saw anything around. After a couple of minutes of contemplating whether to get up or not. He stood. As he pushed himself up, you could hear every bone pop as he moved. The figure brushed off dirt and started to stretch.
"Ahhh, that felt good" the figure, no Man says after stretching. The figure started walking toward the sounds he heard earlier. As he walked closer and closer, he could hear someone, maybe a child laughing with joy. Oh how he hated that sound, laughter. He sneered.
He started to turn around when he heard the child say " My name is Jack Frost?" When the man heard this he immediately remembered that the boy was alone. So who was the boy talking to? He sneered again, damn his curiosity!
He turned around and AGAIN started walking towards the sounds the child was making. As he neared the edge of the part of the forest he stopped and hid in the shadows, it would not be good if the boy saw him.
He looked for said boy and was shocked to see a young man with pure white snow hair and bright radiant eyes. As he observed the b- young man, he realized that the young man was staring at the moon.
" Wait, how do you know my name?" the young man voiced as he stared at the moon.
It didn't take long until the man realized what was going on, he was outraged the stupid moon again has "gifted" another child with this burden.
The child kept calling out to the moon but it never answered.
As the man started to walk away he stepped on a twig which in turn snapped. He groaned inwardly. He hoped to god that the brat didn't hear.
"Who there?" A voice echoed
Again he groaned internally and sighed. He decided to just be quiet, and hopefully the brat would ignore the sound.
But no the brat had to walk over towards the edge and voiced "I know your there, now come out" no he demanded.
He sighed again and just said "I'm leaving already". He hadn't spoke for a long time, his voice was raspy but it still had a rich smoothness to it.
The boy was silent for awhile but then had the odyssey to walk over to me and grab me arm. I hissed angrily and look at the boy. Even in the shadows he shined as bright as before.
"Let go of me" I demanded in a quiet, demanding voice.
