It was cold. It was cold, and dark. Oh wait that's because my eyes are closed I giggled and open them to see a field. It was indeed dark outside and there was a chill in the air. Creative Imagination a voice said in my head. "What? Who's there" I asked aloud and searched everywhere but no one was there until I looked up.

Creative Imagination it said again and I realized it was the moon talking to me. I am The Man In The Moon and you are Creative Imagination. A friend of mine is going to come and get you. he said. "Creative Imagination," I said in wonder then asked, " A friend? What friend? Why are they taking me? Where are they taking me? When will they get here? Where is here? How can I trust you?"

I heard The Man In The Moon chuckle So many questions, where to begin? Lets see now well a very old friend is coming because my dear you are a very important being. You see you bring Imagination to the world and not just to children but to adults too. I have been waiting for you for many many years and you to start at the very beginning with my very old friend. he chuckled again. I think that answer the first half and for last few you can find out for yourself for you see my sweet Creative my friend is already here.

"What?" I said and turned around and there was a man standing behind me. He was a tall man who was indeed somewhat old but more like in his near 50s. He had a long brown cloak and tons of clocks on him. He also carried a staff.

Ah Father Time you have arrived. "Father Time?" I asked. "Why yes and you are Creative Imagination." He said with a smile. Goodbye Creative Imagination. And with that The Man In The Moon was gone.

"Take my hand," Father Time said reaching his hand toward mine. "Why?" "Because you're going to make a friend." "A friend?" "Yes and even though he'd never say it you made his life so much happier." he said with a even bigger grin. I didn't know what to do but for some reason I grabbed his hand.

Suddenly it was like reality stopped and everything became a blur. It made me feel sick and when it finally stopped and everything look normal I dropped to my knees holding my stomach. Father Time looked fine standing tall as ever. When I looked around me I saw that I was not in that field but in castle. "This is where I leave Create," he paused "Ur um I mean Creative Imagination." I laughed "You're bad leaving the future a surprise!" "Only for you that is," he said and vanished.

As I looked around the place I was in was beautiful. There was so much plant life as if time had stop but they didn't know. The castle up a head was amazing. It looked like a steam punk world and was definitely that when I saw clockwork animal in the distance. I was walking toward them when a man walked next to me. He was not as tall as Father Time because I could look him in the eyes. He had brown hair and big blue eyes. "Who are you and how did you get here?" he asked calmingly. "My name is Creative Imagination and Father Time brought me here. Who are you and where are we?" I replied. "Father Time! That old rascal messing up with time my goodness!" He exclaimed. I giggled, he was funny man. "Oh where are my manners? My name is King and I'm one of Father Time's Time Elves. And we are at Father Time's castle." He replied. "May I see Father Time?" I asked. "Oh I am sorry but he is-" King didn't finish sentence because a woman materialized right in front of him "King! It's getting worse! He needs help!" She said alarmingly. "Oh dear, perhaps you shall meet Father Time, Creative Imagination! Queen can you take us?" King replied. "Creative Imagination? Oh um why yes!" Queen said. "Take my hand," they both replied and I grabbed their hand and suddenly we were in a room.

Father Time was in the room with his head in his hands crying out in pain. "Ahhh! It's just too much! The possibilities! Soo many! Ahhhh!" he cried. "What's wrong with him?" I whispered. "This happens every so often but this one is the worst!" Queen said. "And nothing we elves can do," King replied. "Have you even tried?" I asked. The elves looked down in shame. "We do not know what we can do." King said with his head still down. "Well I'm going to help him." I said confidently and started to walk over to him. As I was walking I noticed the room was full of plains and clocks and gears, and when I finally got to Father Time I said, "Hello Father Time," "W-w-who's there?" He lifted up his head but didn't open his eyes. I noticed his eyes even though they were closed there was a golden aura around them. That's probably his power! He must having a overload hmmm Ohh I know what to do! "Father Time, can you open your eyes?" I asked. "No, it hurts too much when open them." he replied. I suddenly realized that over my shoulder there was a satchel. That's odd. Why didn't I notice this before? Duh Creative the moon was talking to you! Oh yeah that's why. The satchel was brown and little and when put my hand into it there was something inside. I lifted it out to see a paint brush. I heard some ohh and ahh coming from the elves but I did not care. I looked around to see a blank wall. There was no plains on it what so ever! PERFECT! I took Father Time's hand and said, "Trust me," and lead him over to the blank wall.

We were both standing now and I placed the paint brush in his hand "What is this?" He asked with his eyes shut. "I want you to just let all your thoughts go in to the paint brush and just move it around to where you feel it should go." "What?" "Trust me," I replied. I didn't know if it would work it just felt right. Once Father Time started he didn't stop and when he finally did his wall was beautiful. Full of colors that flowed together. It may have looked like it just full of colors but I saw more. I saw a man with too much power who didn't know how to control it, but when he finally let it out it became a masterpiece.

"Open your eyes," I said. Father Time opened his eyes and smiled at what he saw. "I-I did this? My head it feels so much better! I haven't had control of my powers since Man In The Moon left me!" He exclaimed! He whirled around to me handed me my paintbrush and said, "Thank you! Thank you soo much!" I smiled. I noticed that he did indeed look the same from when I last saw him but his eyes they looked younger. "I didn't quite catch your name?" "Oh it's Creative Imagination" I replied. "Creative Imagination! That's great! Wait I already met you didn't I? But it was future me!" he chuckled. "You know?!" I gasped. "Of course! I'm Father Time I know all. Say you want to see the world be born? Because it's going to happen in two minutes!" I grinned even bigger "I would love that!" Father reached for his staff that was right next to a mirror when I finally noticed what I looked like. I had blonde hair with rainbow colored tips, blue eyes, I was tall but not as tall as Father Time, I was thin and was wearing leather pants with a white button up top with satchel hanging over my left shoulder. I smiled at this and noticed I had very white teeth.

Father Time made a door appear and said, " Are you coming?" "Yes and by the way you can call me Create." "Well OK Create! Lets go watch the world being born. That was a very very very long time ago now there are more of people like us some even call themselves 'The Guardians'. Nobody really knows me except Father Time and his Time Elves but that's OK. I know that without the world wouldn't change, and who know maybe one day I'll meet one of 'The Guardians'.