Lost in her dreams Ray had found her self surrounded by a cold white light. Though the temperature had dropped below freezing, she was still comfortable, embracing it; death? No…This was too warm. She had crossed the gate before and found it extremely painful, Ray could remember that much from her prior death, however long ago that was. Inhaling deeply, it a fresh breath of cold icy air, almost minty. It stung her lungs a bit, the prior beating she took with that demon that bruised and tore her flesh not helping with that pain.
"Nnn…" she grumbled, her face burrowing more into Jack's navy blue hoodie. He held her closer, rubbing her back to soothe her restlessness.
Jack groaned inwardly, searching frantically for a place for her to regain her energy. Eyes peering over the horizon, sun just beginning to rise, he had found a tall abandoned Singer Factory just off a port near the ocean. It wasn't exactly
Placing her in a soft pile of strewn and rattled fabric, it was almost nearly impossible to have the girl let go of him. "Hey…" he whispered in her ear "I'm here, I'm not leaving" he straddled over her, Ray's back already rested in the pile of forgotten clothing. These words seem to relax her, her finger loosening their hold of him as she settled down.
Her breaths were deep and exhausted, she was lost in the dark abyss of her mind-
I'm lost in storm baby…Smack in the eye with no where to run…
Running fervorusly through the icy floored forest, Ray desperately sought for safety; a dark figure clawing at her back barely hooking its fingers through the fabric of her dress. "Help me.." she heaved, tears streaming down her face. She could feel the clutches of the menacing behind her come closer, its searing hot grasp sinking into her flesh, blood boiling over from the fresh opened wounds.
Sometimes it gets dark baby…I search for the light…
"Please!" she screamed out, Ray's shouts curdling on the accumulated saliva in her throat. She could feel the presences spine shaking fingers wrap around her throat, 'You're mine now' he smirked in her ear. Vision beginning shake violently, Ray could feel herself beginning to lose the fight of life and she was unwilling to except this. There was someone she needed to see…To see him again. She had to thank him for-for…
A bright light had then consumed her, the burns of the shadow dissipating as the cool light had wrapped her comfortably, "He'll come to you..No need to find him" a soft whisper echoed through the depth of her mind. "You won't be lonely for too long…"
Slowly Ray began to wake from her foggy dream. Slowly she rose from the blood soddened fabric she rested on and took in her surroundings. Dozens of long tables lined with out of date sewing machines decorated in dust, forgotten by time; finger prints of their previous owners the only thing to be left.
"Mmm…How'd I get-" her eyes immediately widened as she cranked her head to the right of her, peripheral vision catching a glimpse of white that had caught her attention…"Here….." With her hand firmly gripping at her ribs, a dull glow emanated from her finger tips, she burning the wound close; purifying it to speed the healing process…Now that she had enough energy to help herself.
"Hey…" she knelt down on her knees to become a little bit more level with the sleeping white haired boy. His mop-like locks falling over his eyes as she peacefully slept. His aura wasn't threatening…Or menacing, but pure and light-hearted…Almost whimsical. There was no need for Ray to be on guard with this guy, she could sense that. "So I assume you took me here?" she plopped down to the floor next to him, closing her eyes again. She had couldn't have been asleep that long…It was still dark. (A/N: Assume she slept for over 12 hours…Most of the story I want to take place at night so there will be day light moments…but yeah)
"Yeah" Jack grunted, Rays eyes snapping open to his rustling awake. "You were pretty close to death back there..What did you think you were doing?" he asked annoyed, and he had to ask himself why? Why would he feel annoyed with a stranger he didn't even know? Her safety shouldn't be that big of a factor to him…
"I was following his orders" she ushered with a nod to the rotten hole in the ceiling, beams of the moon cascading through to the center of the room; both Jack and Ray out of sight to be seen by him.. "You mean?" "The man on the moon..I must sound insa-" "He talks to you?" Jack asked a little too eagerly. "Only when he needs me to be his errand girl" Ray rolled her eyes, a half smirk tickling at her lips. "Fighting off bad dreams and entities for young and old, sort of like an unseen underling for the guardians of this world" her smile saddened slightly "They can't see me…Or they just refuse to. Maybe I'm too tainted to be graced with their presence"
The snow man was in sheer awe, this mortal girl had more knowledge than he had known.
"You know, he won't even tell me why…I feel pain just like all other people, I can die like everyone else" her hand reached out to the sliver of the moon in the sky, its body barely visible to the naked eye. It so minuscule that it could easily be ignored, just like Ray.
"I know that feeling." Jack leaned forward into his knees, chin resting atop them. He angled his gaze looking up at her with such fascination. She was definitely interesting to say the least.
"Hmm?" she arched her prow, curiosity piquing. "What do you-"
"I'm one of the five guardians. Jack Frost."
"Ray"
"What?"
"My name. Ray Morrow"
"Ah-"
"So why did you save me, Jack?"
