First, I would like to thank ElsaofArendelle26, for giving me the strenght and courage that I needed to post this thing. Please go read her stories.

Second, I do not own Rise of the Guardians ('cause if I did, I would keep it for myself XD).

I only own my OC's.

And third, there is a reason why I don't describe the characters in the beginning. I did that on purpose. Set your imagination free!

P.S. This chapter happens in the Dark Ages.

Conscience's P.O.V.

"Get your head out of the clouds sometimes! Geez..."

"This isn't a fairytale! It's time for you to come back into the real world!"

"Choose! Either you`re good or bad!"

"It's simple! Just pick a side!"

But I couldn't. I couldn't imagine myself being just on one side. Whatever the choice I had to make, the same words would always come out of my mouth:

"Both! Neither? I don't know!"

It almost seemed like those were the only words I knew how to say. I couldn't talk to anyone... so I mostly stayed alone. I sometimes got bullied for my silence. In these kinds of moments, I always felt like there were two people inside of me, both saying completely different things.

"Just run! Go and ask someone for help!"

"Stay! Teach these people a lesson! Defend yourself!"

I didn't know which one to listen to. So I chose... neither. I would ignore the voices in my head, and let them push me around. I felt like I could never be accepted anywhere. Anywhere, except this one place where I could be myself in peace... my imagination. Since I never had had a nightmare, nor a dream for that matter, I just invented them on my own.

I would always go to a meadow, in the middle of the forest, that was close to my village. Only I knew this place. It was my sanctuary. I would lie down in the grass and look at the clouds passing through the sky. I even invented a game, where I had to make shapes out of them. I liked that game... because I didn't need anyone to play with.

I made this my little routine for a while: wake up, go to school, go to the meadow, go back home, go to sleep. Weeks had passed like this... then months... then years. And I never got sick of it. But the more I grew up, the more I preferred my dream world better than the real one. And before I knew it, I was an adult. Looking at myself in the mirror one morning, I realized how much I had missed of my childhood. But, strangely, I wasn't regretting anything. I didn't feel bad about spending all of my time day dreaming. Because I had stayed a child within. I decided to take a walk into town that day, and as I walked, I noticed how the people my age seemed always anxious about something. Many of my old classmates had a family of their own now. It was their turn to worry about their children's future. And that's when I saw it...

Fear...

Fear that something could happen to them. Fear that their family would not be able to survive another winter. Fear of losing the ones they love. Fear was everywhere! No matter where I looked, it was always there! Compared to my meadow, this town was so dark and gloomy...

"Excuse me, ma'am?"

I felt something tug at my dress. I looked down to see a boy, no more then 5 years old, looking up at me with pleading eyes.

"Do you have any money?" he asked

"I-I'm sorry, but I don't have anything on me right now." I answered. I wasn't used to talking to people.

The moment those words left my mouth, I wished I could have taken them back, for his eyes were full of sadness. It looked like he was about to cry. But I could see how much he was trying not to.

"O-Ok." he barely whispered before running off.

I followed him with my gaze, as he ran towards a woman, sitting on the ground, near a general store. I'm guessing she's his mother. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but when I saw the little boy shake his head from side to side, the woman started to cry as well. They both sat down, holding each other for comfort. And, once again, I heard the voices in my head speak to me.

"They're crying! Do something!"

"No! Just turn around and ignore them!"

Once again, I had to choose. I had to make the right decision. But, I didn't know which one it was. When I looked back up, I saw the little kid holding her mother for dear life, afraid of what was in store for them in the future.

And that's when I knew.

There was no doubt in my mind now.

'No matter what they say, the right decision is the one involving helping a child in need.'

And holding on to that idea, I walked courageously towards the store, and kneeled down before the two strangers.

"Pardon me, but..." they both looked up at me."...I couldn't help seeing you cry. Is there anything I can do to help?"

The woman quickly wiped her tears away.

"I'm sorry *sniff* it's just... it has become so hard, nowadays. *sniff* Ever since my husband passed away, we've been roaming these streets, begging people for money to by some food.*sniff* But, people just walk pass us.*sniff* In fact, you`re the only person who has acknowledged us."

"Well, like I said, I don't have any money, but you can come to my house. I'll give you and your son some food and shelter."

"You would!? Oh, thank you Miss! You don't know how grateful we are!"

"It's no problem, ma'am." I said with a smile.

"You hear that, Noah! We're finally having something to eat!"

The little boy, which I'm guessing was named Noah, lit up like the sun with happiness. That look made me feel all warm inside. I helped them up, and guided them to my home.

Later on, I learned that Noah's mother was called Kattie. She was kind, polite, and very easy to talk to, which was a good thing for me. I told her that she and her son could stay at my place for as long as they needed. Honestly, I didn't mind. I liked seeing Noah run around the house, without a care in the world, exploring every corner. He kinda reminded me of myself. But after some time, he quickly got bored, not knowing what to do. He just stayed in the guest room, lying on the bed, doing nothing. And I didn't like it. So, one sunny day, I asked him if he wanted to take a walk with me.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"Shhh... it's a secret." I bent down to his height and whispered.

"A secret?"

"Yes. And I'm the only one who knows where it is-"

"What is it?! What is it?!" Noah jumped up and down. I laughed at is eagerness.

"Come on, I'll show you!" I took his hand, and pulled him outside.

A few minutes later, we where finally there. My secret meadow. Noah was looking in awe at everything around him: the tall trees surrounding him seemed like giants, the green grass under his feet looked so soft, and the few butterflies that were gently flying around just made it even more magical.

"It's pretty, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh..." he agreed.

"Hey! Wanna play a game?"

"Yeah!"

"Follow me."

I took his hand once more and guided him to the center of the meadow. I lied down on my back, Noah doing the same, and pointed up to the sky.

"Look up there Noah, and tell me what you see."

He followed my finger and looked at the clouds, a little confused.

"I see the blue sky and white clouds." he answered

"Uh-huh. And what do they look like?"I insisted.

"Like... big dust bunnies!" he answered loudly.

"Yes, they actually do!" I giggled."But you know what I see?"

"What?"

I pointed towards a particular cloud, to my right.

"I think that that one looks like a horse..." I looked to my left."...and that one looks a little like a chair!"

"I don't see it!" he said, sitting up, so he could see better. "They all look the same to me!"

"Maybe, but it depends on how you look at it."

He looked back at me, confusion written all over his face.

"But... I'm looking with my eyes! You can't see anything with other than your eyes!" he stated.

I giggled again at his innocence.

"But you can look with your imagination."

"How can I do that?" he asked, wide eyed.

And so, for the rest of the day, I taught little Noah how to see the world in a different angle. When it was time to go home, we took a little walk in the woods, and I showed him the wonders of the forest.

"Most people don't stop and think about how beautiful this green paradise is. They just rush to where ever they're going."

We stopped by a nearby tree. It was very tall, with many leaves shading us, and there were big roots coming out from the ground, forming a half-circle around us.

"I hope you had fun Noah." I asked.

"I had a blast! Thank you for showing me your secret hideout!"

"You`re welcome." I said with a smile.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" he cried out. He reached for something in his pocket. When he opened his hand, I saw he was holding a necklace. It was very simple, really, just a black string holding a piece of wood. One side of it was white, while the other was black, but I thought it was lovely.

"I made it myself!" he said proudly."It's for you!"

I was so touched, I took the necklace and tied it behind my neck so that I could see the white side of it.

"Thank you Noah! I love it!"

We got up and decided to continue our way home. But just as I was about to take the first step, I heard a rustling sound. I looked up ahead, and saw the bushes in front of us move. Something was in there.

"Noah, don't move." I said quietly.

I held his hand while he hid behind me. As the bushes moved more frantically, I saw something come out of them. It was brown, with black at the end of it. It kinda looked like... a nose? When the thing came out completely, I realize... it was a bear! A wild bear! It stood on two legs, growling at us. It was so tall, he was probably 3 times taller then Noah. The poor little kid was whimpering behind me.

"I-I'm scared, what do we do?" he whispered. I slowly turned to look at him.

"Stay calm Noah. I'm going to get you out of here, I promise, but you have to believe in me, ok?" I whispered back. He nodded.

The grizzly bear was now on all four paws, and getting closer. His growling turned into roaring. He was furious! I could almost see the red in his eyes!

"Now, get down. Very. Slowly." I quietly demanded. He hid even more behind my legs, and silently got to his knees, his hands over his head. Now, there was only one thing left for me to do.

I started running towards the meadow. And just as I thought, the grizzly started following me.

"Run, Noah! Go to your mother!"

I think I heard him scream my name, but I didn't have time to look back at him. I had to get that bear as far away from him as possible. I ran, and I ran, for what seemed like hours, but soon, I was out of breath. My sides hurt, but I had to keep going, for I knew the grizzly wasn't too far behind me. I looked behind my shoulder, just to see him suddenly skid to a halt. I didn't even have time to ask why, because I felt the ground disappear from under my feet. I started falling into what seemed like a raven and landed on my back. I felt pain. A LOT of pain.

'Man, that raven is really deep. And...dark. Oh, please don't tell me it's going to rain!"

The air was getting colder, the sky started to turn black, and a few clouds were blocking the moon. And, for I thought was the last time, I heard those mysterious voices inside of me.

'Look at you! Your lying helplessly at the bottom of a raven, in the middle of the forest! You`re cold, and alone, and dying! That's what you get for doing something for those who don't deserve it!'

'Maybe, but now, Noah is safe...'

At that moment, the clouds seemed to make place for the moon. It looked like it was shining right on me. For me...

Right then and there, I knew what I had to choose.

"No matter what they will say... the right decision is the one... helping a child...in...need." I whispered my last words and took my last breath. The last thing I saw was the moon's bright blue light...

***.

'Wha... where am I? How did I-*gasp* Noah!'

I quickly opened my eyes, and sat up. I looked around, and the first thing I noticed was that I was still in that raven. Next, I realized that... I didn't feel pain anymore. I tried to put my hands on my back but... there was no cut, no scratches, no nothing! I tried to get back up on my feet, and found it very easy to do, considering the pain I was in 2 minutes ago. Or maybe 2 hours?

'How long was I knocked out?' I wondered.

I took a few shaky steps, and walked towards a puddle not far away. I kneeled down, took some water in my hands and splashed it on my face, to wake me up a little more. But when I opened my eyes again, I saw someone in the water that I did not recognize. She had long platinum blond hair that went all the way to the bottom of her back, and her eyes were the same color as gold! She wore a long flowing white dress, with long sleeves, a golden belt over her hips and white flat shoes. I was about to scream, when I noticed she also had a necklace. Noah's necklace. I slowly reached for the handmade gift around my neck. So did the girl.

'Is...is that stranger... my reflection?! No, i-it can't be...'

But when I looked down at myself, my suspicions became true. Somehow, my hair and eyes had changed color, and I had a completely different outfit!

"What is going on!?" I asked to no one in particular. Besides, who could possibly answer-

"Your name is Conscience..."

"Aaaahhhh!" I screamed. "W-Who's there!?" I looked all around in the raven I had fallen in, then looked up, hoping to see someone who could get me out of here, but all I saw was the sky...and the moon.

"Do not be alarmed. I am the Man in Moon." This voice that came from no where and every where at the same time was calm and soothing.

"It... you can talk?" I hesitantly asked the sky, pretty sure that the voice was coming from there.

"Your job is to help the children of the world distinguish right from wrong." he said, not answering my question.

"What! But, I-I don't understand! H-how am I supposed to do that?!"

"Lift up your hand Conscience." He simply said.

I didn't know why he kept calling me that, or why he asked me to lift my hand up, but I felt like I could trust this 'Man in Moon' person. And so, I just did what he asked, and pointed towards a rock on my right. I didn't know what to expect, but what happened next was simply shocking! I saw some kind of glowing, silvery sand materialize around my fingerand slowly forming a line between me and the rock. My eyes got bigger, and a small smile was on my lips.

'I didn't know I could do that! This is so great!'

When I closed my hand, the sand disappeared. Then, an idea came to me.

'Maybe this could help me get out of this hole.'

I held both of my hands up this time, and imagined a circle in front of me. Silver strings appeared all around my arms and slowly, a platform made of sand came to life near my feet.

"Well...here goes nothing..." I took a deep breath, and gently set my foot on the sandy circle. Surprisingly, it didn't break! I put more weight on it, but it didn't budge! Perfect! I slowly put my other foot on it, and I was off the forest ground. I tried to do another circle, this time, a little higher. I kept doing this over and over again, until my sand looked like a spiral staircase. When I finally got out, I was so happyI could have kissed the ground! But, that's when I heard Man in Moon talk to me for the last time that night.

"Your name is Conscience. Your job is to help the children of the world tell right from wrong."