Milly Moon, the new moon taking place of her father, Manny's, position shuffled nervously eyeing the earth where Edward was chuckling. Unlike the pretty girl who had long white hair, pale skin and silver eyes, the male had grey skin, black hair in a stylish fashion and gold eyes. He wore a black and blood red battle armor, a black sword with a ruby embedded into it, blood still dripping off of the sharp surfaces.
"Are you scared, old friend?" The spirit of Revenge and Hate chuckled evilly. Milly glared at the earth. "Revenge will be mine for the taking, Millicent. The Guardians will regret what they have ever done to my father and they will feel the wrath of Edward Black!" With a high, cruel laugh he disappeared into the shadows.
Milly sighed before switching her gaze upon the North Pole where North was watching his oldest, Micky, make a train out of ice, ice that never melted thanks to Micky's loveable girlfriend, Laura.
It will unfold, Milly thought unhappily, but in the end Edward will fall.
The Frost's:
Laura Frost gave a cackle as she flew through the air happily. Her younger twin siblings, Ava and Ron, were down in the pumpkins below with their mother. Her father was still gone.
Even though Laura was the spirit of Frost and Winds, she had long jet black hair with silver streaks through it and one amber eye and one silvery-blue eye. She wore a dark blue sweatshirt with frost going down the bust and a pair of brown thread. She also had a dark brown staff not unlike her father's with a silver snowflake locket chained onto it.
Her siblings were a few years younger than her with silver hair and glowing amber eyes. Ava was shorter than Ron and wore a thigh high black dress with a thick brown belt, thigh high black and orange stripped stockings and orange boots. Ron had loose black tunic on with a pair of loose brown pants and black boots. He had a orange coat that he usually wore but was tossed over onto one of the many fences that surrounded the pumpkin patch. Ron was the spirit of pumpkins while Ava was the spirit of night.
"Hey, kiddos, gorgeous." Laura waved at her father who landed softly next to his wife. Before Fantasma could say anything, she was brought up and spun around.
"JACK!" She cried out. He laughed before setting her down and pressing a kiss to her nose. Ava awed while Laura and Ron mimed puking. Jack glanced up at his oldest who was still miming and chuckled. "Doesn't Micheal do the same?" Laura flustered when he mentioned her boyfriend who was fondly nicknamed, Micky.
"M-Maybe but that's beside the point!" Laura flustered and would've continued arguing if it weren't for the explosion. Laura was knocked out of the air into Ava who hissed angrily like a cat.
"What was that?" Ron demanded, helping his siblings up.
Their parent's were staring at the oncoming black shadowy things. "J-Jack, is that Pitch?" Their mother asked shakily.
"I don't-" Jack was thrown backwards as a black shadow suddenly was right in his face and threw him backwards.
"JACK!"
"DAD!"
"PAPA!"
"DADDY!"
Jack grunted and yelled at Fantasma. "Take them to the cellar! Get to North's!" He ordered. Seeing Fantasma's furious face he snarled. "NOW!" Fantasma forced her children to run, not looking back and soon they reached the side of their house.
"Go!" She ordered, pushing them all in. She slammed it shut and the younger Frost's sat down and waited as there were screams and roars and finally a high cruel laugh. Then sheer silence.
Laura glared down at them. "Stay there."
Ava and Ron looked at her fearfully. "No, Laura!" The two immortal 11 year olds cried out. She just forced her way up and they heard her gasp.
"Oh my god... You guys can come up..." They did so and gaped. Everything was ruined. And their parent's were nowhere in sight. As her siblings gripped her legs, Laura called her boyfriend.
"Micky?"