This is my first fanfic for anything that isn't Harry Potter. I recently saw Rise of the Guardians and thought of Flora. Hopefully I'll be able to post a new chapter every day. Reviews and constructive criticism would be welcome! Thanks and enjoy(:

Disclaimer: I don't own RotG or any of it's characters, just Flora.

Even after all that has happened, I can still close my eyes and remember when I first came around. I can remember the friends that I made, the enemies I defeated. I can still remember the horrors that I went through, the pain and the suffering, the loneliness and the hurting. But other things overshadowed the pain: love, joy, friendship, peace, harmony.

Hope.

My story may not be as different as others, but it is one in the same. It is my story, my humble tale of how I came to be. It's my adventure- the history of the simple idea of Mother Nature.

And that's what makes it different.

When I first woke up, it was dark and cold; a small cave. I felt smothered by the blackness that surrounded me. I needed warmth, not the cold; I needed life, not the darkness in this cave. I needed sunshine and the blue sky and freedom, not cold and disparity. I felt trapped and locked in. Water dripped somewhere off a stalagmite, echoing off the rock walls. I shivered.

A soft light appeared at the entrance of the cave. Maybe that was where I was supposed to go- maybe that was where I could have my freedom from this cave. I held my hand over my eyes as I stood on wobbly legs. My bare feet took shaky step after shaky step until I reached the front of the cave. I stood, holding onto the rocky walls, as I looked out over the small area of land. My cave was in the side of a mountain. A lake sparkled in the light of the moon. A waterfall trickled down the side of the mountain. A small area of green grass was to my right.

The moon brightened to get my attention.

Your name is Flora. Welcome.

"How do you know my name? Where am I? Who are you?" I asked. My voice was clear and sweet, like a bell. I waved my arms at the moon. "Please, answer me!"

I got no response. I turned angrily from the moon. Instead I looked at my hands. I could tell that my skin was sun kissed in the faint light of the sky. I clenched my fingers tightly together. As I opened them, a few flower petals fell to the ground. Glimmers of a golden sparkly dust sprinkled to the ground as well.

Shocked, I clenched my fingers again. In my opened palm, there sat three flower petals: a rose petal, a lily petal, and a daisy petal, I thought to myself. How did I know that? How could I do that?

I took a tentative step out of the cave. I was now fully into the green area, with the green grass tickling my feet. Rock walls surrounded the clearing. The waterfall stretched up as far as I could see. I looked behind me at the cave. To my utter surprise there were simple wildflowers growing where I placed my bare feet.

Getting an idea, I pointed my finger at the ground. A tree popped up where my finger was pointing. Something told me in the back of my mind that it needed water. I gestured to the water in the small pond to come to the tree. A swirling orb of water rose out of the pond and, with my careful guidance, the tree was watered. Flowers blossomed and bloomed from the branches of the tree. Cherry pink flowers decorated the tree limbs, and soon shiny red fruit took the place of the flowers. It was an apple tree.

Thrilled with my creation, I went to the pond and looked into it. A clear face looked back at me- full, cherry red lips and long, wavy brown hair. Green eyes gazed up from the surface of the water. I stepped back and looked down at myself. I was wearing a soft green tunic. It was draped and it had a handkerchief hemline. The dress was covered with beads and jewels so I sparkled in the moon light. A pair of shoes sat next to me, but I ignored them. I preferred the touch of the warm grass on the bottoms of my feet. A woven belt made of vines was tied around my middle.

I crouched to the ground and concentrated hard. I caressed the grass and whispered a few words of encouragement. A single flower grew where I touched the earth. It's a lily, I thought to myself. The beautiful flower bobbed its head in the moonlight as though it agreed with me. I looked to the ground next to it. I concentrated just as hard and a daffodil popped up. Something in the corner of my eye caught my attention; a small bag. I cautiously grabbed it and opened it. A bright light burst out of the bag. I drew away from it, scared, but then picked it up again. I put my finger in it and brought it back out. Golden sparkles covered my finger tip. What is this stuff? It smelled like a hot summer's day.

That's sunshine dust. It's to be used to help grow the flowers.

Sunshine dust, eh? I tied the small bag's drawstring around my belt. That should come in handy. I spent the next few minutes growing various flowers and trees all around in the grassy area. I touched the rock wall and a vine came from my finger and traveled along the wall. I held my hands up and vines shot out of my palms and covered the rock walls. I skipped around the vines and touched the leaves to make flowers bloom. Before long the small area was filled with the most beautiful garden on the Earth. I sighed, content with my work. I sat down to breathe in the wonderful smells and scents of the plants.

Soon I became antsy. I walked to the wall opposite of the waterfall and back again. I was restless, I wanted to go somewhere and grow more things. I wanted to create more gardens. I wanted freedom, to be able to go anywhere and plant whatever I wanted.

You have wings, you know.

I glanced up at the sky. The moon seemed to be laughing at me. I stretched my back, and to my surprise wings popped out of my back. They were thin, made of a sheer, gossamer- like material. They had veins and they shimmered in the moonlight. They seemed to have the sunshine dust on the wings. I fluttered my wings and began to fly up and out of the garden I had created. As I reached the top of the tall waterfall, I looked up to the moon.

"Is this what I'm supposed to do? Grow flowers?" I asked. I clenched my fist and watched as a single rose petal appeared on my palm.

The moon was silent, mocking me. I sighed and flew off, sunshine dust glittering in my wake.

Thanks for reading(: