Full Summary: AU: Fantasy Universe. Andrea Fawcett was a traveller, wandering across the lands without a purpose until she plummeted through a sheet of ice and landed in an ancient chamber. Jackson Overland was alone, not knowing his past or his purpose and was forever trapped within a chamber sealed by ice and snow for centuries. As a prophecy both never knew about threatens their lives, two people on separate journey's to find themselves must help to find each others purpose in the world.
Rating: Rated T due to violence, (minor) blood and the possibility of rude language throughout the whole story.
Prologue: In the harsh, Winter night
It all began during the Winter, in the bitter and dark night where shadows towered and loomed across the stone walls of the great palace.
The palace enjoyed the Winter, they craved it so much that they built their kingdom in the Frosted Hills where the snow never thaws, so they can enjoy watching every snowflake descend and every water drop freeze before it could even fall. The Winter Plain and the Frosted Hills was a paradise for them, so they built their castle in paradise, a castle so large and so big that its overwhelming towers could have been seen from the very south of the land if you looked towards the glimmering horizon of the north.
They never expected it to happen, nobody ever would have, especially during the even harsher Winter of the north. But it did and, unfortunately, they couldn't do anything until it was too late.
A child was stolen from them, a prince at that. Destined to be a powerful king, yet taken before he could grasp adulthood.
They didn't ask why, or how, or even who, they just wanted to know where. Where did he go? Where will he be found?
The kingdom of the Frost's wailed during the night, loud enough for the whole land to hear their pleads. Kingdoms far and wide came. Many came to send prayers and hope for them, yet only few offered to plead their help towards the Palace of the Frost's.
Oaths were taken, promises were made and alliances were formed until a group made of the strongest kingdoms was created: The Guardians. They swore to find the kingdom's stolen child, and hopefully return him before the kingdom falls and the other heirs are long dead and their stories were long forgotten.
Their hope was lost as the King and Queen died, withered away by old age and death as did their heirs. The kingdom of the Frost's crumbled, yet the Guardians still had an oath to keep.
They did everything, created spells and used the most powerful enchantments to keep them strong and young. Armies were created, weapons were forged, ancient magic was used and pleads were given to the gods above. Everything to find the child, the last heir and survivor of the Great Winter Kingdom.
200 hundred years, dreadfully came and painfully went, until an answer was finally heard.
The Man in the Moon, the most powerful yet most mysterious being in existence, answered the Guardians. He said he took the prince, hid him away from darkness that threatened to steal him first, that wanted him for such dreadful causes.
But that wasn't what mattered, for The Man in the Moon blessed them with a single prophecy, the words that bonded the Winter Kingdom's Heir. They read the words and they remained burnt in their minds for eternity, the words that shall forever repeat in their heads until the prophecy has been fulfilled.
However, they weren't the only ones that knew.
The darkest kingdom, ruled by the most corrupt king, found out the prophecy and its secret words by quiet whispers and ruthless traitors. The king forced his way into the game the Guardians played, saying that he wanted the boy for his own causes. The Guardians instantly declined the king, throwing him back into the dark kingdom he came from.
Then the king tainted the prophecy, killing thousands to prevent a single line from becoming true.
War broke out between the kingdoms at the news of the bloodshed, the Guardians and the Nightmare King battled through the night and day to be the victorious one.
Blood was shed, warriors were deceased and families were broken as war continued to rage on. Only when the opponents made truce did the battle stop. Both sides went their separate way and brought no harm to each other for the truce stated that there be no war or bloodshed until the prophecy takes place.
When the prophecy finally begins, a war beyond any seen in hell will break out, a war to who wins the Winter Prince.
100 years after the truce yet no scene of the prophecy was witnessed, and kingdoms began to mourn and weep as the hope dripped away and fear replaced their hurting thoughts.
Though the kingdoms of the Guardians never gave in, for when a hint of hope was beginning to slip did the prophecy get spoken through their minds once more:
Child of frost hidden from the night,
A brown eyed child kept from light,
Kingdoms crumble in shadowed sleep,
Hundreds shall forever weep,
Until the Winter Prince be found,
By a lost one breaking through ground,
At first snowfall will kingdoms rise,
and bringer of silver shall light darkened skies.