I officially suck. I don't even think anyone is reading this anymore because I haven't posted in two months. I am a horrible person. No cookies for me. :( But, I won't keep anyone waiting, here it is! Chapter 2.

She was beautiful. Her lips were parted slightly as she shifted in unconsciousness. Long dark waves of hair fell over her face, woven with strands of silver. Her long dress was a beautiful shade of bright pewter that shimmered every time it moved. A thin black cord disappeared under the dress. Her feet were bare, but there was a small tattoo of a crescent moon on her right ankle.

"Guys? You need to see this." I called.

"What? What is it?" Bunnymund asked.

"Are you okay?" Tooth asked.

They all appeared as the last of the smoke faded and they stared down at the girl in shock.

"Who is this?" North asked.

Another question mark appeared above Sandy's head.

I crouched down, using my staff to balance. "I don't know."

I brushed the hair out of her face. I didn't recognize her and the others didn't seem to either.

Suddenly, her eyes fluttered open. They widened as she saw me. I realized that my fingertips were still brushing against her hair. I pulled my hand back, and fell backwards from the force. My back hit the floor and my staff skittered across the floor.

She pushed herself into a sitting position, her dress shimmering brightly. Her eyes were wide with fear as she scrambled backwards, her back hitting a desk. Her eyes shifted between us frantically. Her eyes landed on me and they widened even more.

"What? Who? Who are you?" Her voice was laced with fear and confusion. It had a gentle quality to it, that soothed me. It lulled me, in a good way. Her clear voice was beautiful, like...an angel.

"We are the guardians!" North said proudly.

"You don't know who we are?" Tooth asked, confused.

"Of course she doesn't know, she's sitting on the floor against a desk." Bunnymund said, raising an eyebrow.

This started an argument between the two. North tried to split them, but he only got himself tangled into the argument. A flurry of symbols flashed above Sandy's head as he tried to get them all to calm down. It wasn't working and the girl seemed to shrink back a little more with every yell. She began to shake as her eyes wet with tears. I sat up and moved over to her, grabbing my staff from the floor along the way.

She stared at me like I was a...ghost. Her eyes were filled with disbelief and confusion. I didn't understand it.

"Hey, it's okay, we won't hurt you. They just get into arguments sometimes. I mean, it's common when you have to work together for thousands of years."

She let out a small laugh and my heart flipped. She had the most beautiful laugh I had ever heard, angelic and light. Something about it, though, seemed almost... familiar.

Bunnymund and Tooth turned at the sound of her laughter, and North looked surprised. The girl looked up and her face morphed into fear. She moved towards me, sliding her legs across the floor while holding herself up with her hands. She stopped, just inches away from me.

Tooth glided over. "Hey we're not going to hurt you. We are the guardians. We help people."

She relaxed slightly, but she still looked confused. "Why am I here?"

I looked at her. "That's what we wanted to know."

She turned towards me for a moment and then back to the other guardians.

"I don't understand. I haven't been to the mortal world in almost 400 years. My father, well adoptive father, never let me out. Not since my adoptive mother..." She stopped, realizing that she had said too much.

"Who's your father?" Tooth asked cautiously, starting to realize who this girl was. I was still confused.

The girl stood up and walked over to the open roof, her expression troubled. She walked gracefully, her steps light on the ground. Her dress swayed as she walked, glowing softly. Her hair blew to the side of her face as the breeze flowed in from the windows. I stood up and we all followed her. Sandy's thoughts raced over his head, a sandstorm of ideas.

She looked up at the moon and smiled. "My name is Artemis." She said softly, looking back at us. Her eyes burned holes into mine.

Suddenly, I knew what she was going to say. Her eyes glinted in the moonlight.

"My father is the Man In The Moon."