How did I go from writing a Jack X Asher story to this? Oh well...

Please enjoy!

Jackson sat on his bed dressed in nothing but his white one piece sleeping top that looked like it belonged to his mother and was as white and as silky as his hair, his young blue eyes were narrowed in though that seemed too unreal for a child as young as to have. Last night... what had he seen? The Sandman? And if so why had he bowed to him like that? Wasn't bowing reserved only for really, really important people. Like the man who had created the sun? At that Jackson looked out his window up at the high noon sun.

"It's not the same..." he sighed sadly. "It's not as bright as it was..."

Downstairs he head the door open and his father greet the person at the door. The crystal clear voice told him who had come. And then the sound of feet coming up the stairs to his room

"Hello... Miss Katherine," he said smiling as the older woman automatically. Was it just him or was she looking at him with a look of evaluation on her face. "Are you hot? I was just thinking that the sun looks less bright then it should have been. Oh! Did father tell you? I'm going back to Burgess in a few days along with her to visit my aunt Jill who lives there. I might visit the pond where my... Umm. "But I wonder if she really loves me... since I am named after her brother..."

"What a silly question! Of course he loves you! Do you believe that since you are named after her brother she would not like you?"

"No. You're right. It is silly."

"Of course adults are more smarter then that!" Katherine smiled at the child.

"So... then. What kind of story are you going to tell me today?" he asked with a kind smile on his face as he sat on his bed with her sitting on the chair she usually was in her hands neatly folded on her lap stroking his flame colored cat in her lap.

"I was thinking... an action adventure Fairy tale... Something... different."

"Oh? Is that so That sounds very interesting? Please tell me." He smiled gently with a fake look of interest. Ra he was getting sick of this.

Katherine smiled at him gently trying to imagine this boy with a sword standing in the battlefield of old. But nothing came to her mind. But of course that is what it was with children. Inwardly she wondered if telling him this legend was such a good idea. But Sandy had made it seem last night that he looked like he had remembered everything.

"If it gets too scary, please tell me."

Tefnut coked her head to the side and smiled a little.

"Of course, please start."

She began to tale

"Deep with in the depth of the earth and evil power lay still and weak. An evil power the once sought to destroy order and light. A fearsome dark mad-man who had once carved insanity, hungering for chaos and heartache into the light bringing about the darkness to the unsuspecting inhabitance of the worlds. Formed from a once courageous who had guard fallen into the depth of madness long before he was taken in by its very essence."

"Father... father... it's so cold and dark in here... I'm scared... Please..."

"He waged a war against the cosmos. Against the Gods and Goddess themselves. The very ones who gave life to it. He took them by surprise. He was ruthless and cruel. Taking innocent children and destroying the light and life as he pleased. But now he is but a shadow of that mad-man. Now he can only cast forgettable Nightmares to the ones he once used to to capture the light only. This is thanks to the powers before him are many and they conquer him in every way making sure that his powers stay where they are. Once long ago he was sealed away completely. Thanks to one brave light who succeeded where others had failed and had sacrificing himself to be sealed away with him. Now he and his prisoner are free thanks to one misguided yet kind hearted little Moon beam. Pitch was now free but quite nearly powerless thanks to many efforts set forth to prevent another war by the God King. And the hero now has lost all but his memory."

"Now even though the hero knows not of his past actions he knows that he must battle Pitch's darkness. He is as silent as the night despite the warm glow he gives off to others. Know one knows the reason for his lost voice but there are some say he is silent and mute because of the horrors he had seen with-in Pitch's own heart. Now the old hero wanders the land, alone if only for the moon beam that stays by his side. Not knowing or understanding why the moon shines so brightly on him alone."

"Now remember Jackson... you must keep your hopes and your dreams strong and you will forever be able to hold the boogie man off."

Tefnut smiled at the old legend.

"That isn't just a story, is it? Guardian of Knowledge."

"...How long have you known?" Katherine said with a smile watching as the young "boy" left the bed and looked out the window to the sining sun outside.

"Since I first had these flash backs... The very instant I started to look at the world around me." Tefnut smiled.

I wish I could put Onyx/Asher in this. Yet sadly to stay with the canon I cannot.

Well, this certainly a came a long way form what I had originally had planned for Phoenix. My first inspiration for him/her was that of a troubled young girl who "hid" her body away with bandages. If you catch my drift, and caused her family a lot of discomfort. They had no idea why she was acting like the way she is. And to the Guardians a lot of anxiety as they in turn did not understand what was wrong with her either as no one hated anybody thank to them. Pitch is an exempt as he is the one who brings the hate and despair after all. The story would have ended with her just giving up on life and walking into the desert sands thereby becoming Phoenix himself. Then Mim would take pity on her for a reason I never truly fleshed out why he did that as she died rather selfishly in that idea. My other original idea for her was she would have not been a girl in her past life she would have been a boy and still what she was. She would still be Tefnut. But at the last minute I decided to flip the gender thing around.

Also with Jackson looking like Jack Frost. Well Jack was the one who looked like a summer spirit when he was still human so I kind of figured... yeah.