Chapter 1

The blonde girl ran like her life depended on it. Behind her was the abominable snowman, Marshmallow. This guy wasn't like the cute snowman you'd see like Frosty. This snowman was very monstrous had a more humanoid structure rather than the adorable ball-like curves most snowmen had most children were familiar with. He stood a good 15 feet tall and had sharp icicles protruding from his shoulders, thighs, knees, and even his nails.

He was much faster than the last time she remembered. It didn't help that she was running in the snow. Not that it was a problem for her now. When she first started her training had to really pick up her feet and think light since her feet kept sinking into the snow with every step she took. After years of experience she finally mastered running on snow. However, even after mastering it she still prefered running over solid ground.

The girl knew she couldn't keep running though. She had to make a move now. Okay now. Focus, she thought to herself. Concentrate and-

With her last thought drifting, she released a stream of ice that emerged from her palms and directed it to her opponent. With some success, she managed to hit his shoulder, but the snowman showed no signs of pain.

Well, of course he can't feel pain. He's made of snow and ice, the girl thought. This was hardly fair because although she was born with these powers, she was still technically human. Pain was just part of the humane package.

Quickly, the blonde picked some snow and formed it into a snowball. She waved her hand over it and the energy she released gave the snowball a bluish glow showing. It was now heightened with her magic. With everything she got, she threw the snowball at the snowman. The snowball grew bigger with every second it spent flying towards its target. By the time it reached the snowman, it was almost as big as the set target. The now large snowball hit the snowman successfully, burying it in the process with only its limbs sticking out at four different corners. Marshmallow was down and lifeless in the snow.

The girl did a quick fist pump, feeling rather proud of herself. Her aim had definitely improved since she started her training. When she first started, she couldn't even hit her targets during the first five attempts. But she didn't let that stop her because she knew that she had to get better or she couldn't survive in this world.

As the girl approached her fallen opponent, the snowman's seemingly lifeless finger suddenly twitched. The ground started rumbling, which wasn't good. The snowhill that buried Marshmallow suddenly formed into one with the snowman almost as if the creature was absorbing it. The girl took a cautious step back as she watched her opponent rise back up, looking almost twice his size. He looked more intimidating than usual. But the girl knew she couldn't let his size overwhelm her. There would probably be worse obstacles than an oversized snowman out there that she would face. Hell, the current obstacle she had to face was already tough enough.

There had to be another way to beat him. But how?

The blonde girl, scanned her surroundings quick until she saw a snowy canyon at the end of the forest behind her. There were walls practically made of ice and it was perfect. A smirk formed from the corner of the girl's lips as a plan set in her head.

As the giant snowman let out a roar, the girl twirled around and headed for the canyons with Marshmallow following her.

From behind, the large snowman raised its arm to attack. It slammed its enormous fist down near the girl. The impact brought enough force to send her flying to the side. The girl screamed as she flew in the air like a rag doll and made an 'oof!' sound when her back hit a pine tree. She fell with her back 3 inches deep into the snow and little flakes from the pine tree's branches fell, sprinkling the girl's face and pale locks.

"Woah! You okay?" an unfamiliar voice asked.

The girl knew that the voice didn't belong to Marshmallow because this voice was high and sounded friendly whereas Marshmallow's voice was more deep and hoarse. Tiny little twig-like hands reached for hers in an attempt to help her up as she pushed herself up from the snow. She was surprised to find out the voice belonged another tiny snowman. The only difference with this little guy was his body structure and height. He was almost as big as a stuffed animal and the traditional body of a typical snowman, which was three snowballs stacked on top of each other.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I don't know," he answered innocently.

"I meant 'what's your name?'"

"Well, you made me so maybe you should pick one for me," the snowman giggled.

"Made you?" she repeated. This was the first time she unintentionally made another live snowman. She knew it was because of her powers, but she couldn't even explain to herself how it happened.

"Yeah! It was funny because the first thing I saw when I was born was you flying," Olaf giggled. "A little rough on the landing, but still cool!"

Over the tiny snowman's shoulder, she spotted Marshmallow hastily approaching them with a bladed icicle replacing one of his hands. She quickly picked up the tiny snowman and got on her feet. She jumped out of the way before he could slice her with his new blade. It ran right through the tree she hit and it tumbled into the snow.

As the girl ran with the little snow guy in her arms, she asked, "How did you know I made you?" she asked it.

"I don't know," he shrugged. "Just a feeling?"

"Well, I guess an introductory is in order," the blond one said as she continued to run.

"Oh! Great idea!" the tiny snowman beamed. "Since you actually have a name, why don't you go first?"

"Uh," she breathed, "it's Elsa."


The alarm went off in the Guardian's headquarters, telling the entire team there was a disturbance. Everyone gathered into the control room where the large Russian named North was already waiting.

Of all the members, he was the oldest. He had a long white beard as a result from not shaving for a long as the old man could remember. He always wore a long red coat with black fur embellished at the sleeves and opening. Although North was old, he had a talent with swords and could communicate with animals, which was useful to collect information. Even animals knew more than humans gave them credit for.

"Oy! What's the trouble now, mate?" The one with a thick Australian accent asked.

He was a man in his early thirties with purple hair spiked back and dark bushy brows to frame his face. Both his arms were decorated with tribal tattoos that extended from his pecks up to his lower triceps. Normally, he would proudly wear tank tops to leave them exposed, but because of the weather he wore a dark lilac thermal top with long sleeves along with a black buckle strapped across his chest, which held his weapons. He also sported black gauntlets with almost everything he wore.

His choice of weaponry included his boomerangs and crossbows. Bunnymund had a gift of eyesight, meaning he never ever missed. Back in high school he was nicknamed 'Bullseye' when he won his archery team first place during the championships. The secret was that all Bunnymund had to think about was his target. Once he had his focus on it and he released his weapon, it was like an unknown force would guide it to its exact target almost like magic.

"We're about to find out, Bunnymund," North answered as he pressed a button. "Sandy, can you help an old man over here?"

The man with gold locks tied back into a ponytail nodded silently before joining North at the computer. His eyes were intensely focused on the computer. He was almost the same age as Bunnymund. Although he was a mute, he was the computer genius of the group. There was almost no problem his intellect could concur with an inventive solution. Not only was he talented with technology, Sandy was also talented in combat. His prefered weapon were golden whips that could disguise itself has a snake-like bangle around his wrists. Despite being the quiet one with a gentle face, Sandy was considered one of the Guardian's toughest fighters.

"Well, whatever it is, we can take 'em," Bunnymund declared, hitting his fist into his palm.

"Easy there, bunny boy. First we need to find out where and what the trouble is," the boy with white hair teased while he leaned against the wall.

Among the group he was the youngest of them all. He was in his early twenties and had pale white skin. He usually prefered to wear navy blue hoodies and jeans during the winter. His hair was white like snow and always stuck up like swept spikes. He always carried around a wooden staff with a sharp curve at the top that formed a "C" shape. Although the staff may not seem like much, it aided Jack as not only a weapon but as a wand for his ability to manipulate snow. His staff actually wasn't the true source of his powers, but he still kept it close because it was his comrade and protector before he joined the Guardians.

"Watch it, Bo Peep," Bunnymund warned the white haired boy.

"The name's Jack," the boy corrected.

"And my name's Bunnymund not bunny boy!" Bunnymund growled.

"Dude, 'Bunnymund' is a mouth full," Jack shrugged.

"Call me 'bunny boy' one more time-" Bunnymund started walking towards

"Easy there, Bunnymund," the girl named Toothiana placed a hand on Bunnymund's shoulder to calm him.

Her hairstyle was a black pixie cut with long side swept bangs that had green, blue, and yellow streaks. You could never catch her without feather earrings dangling from her earlobes. Her gift was the gift of flight. She had wings that were disguised as normal tattoos behind her back. At will, it would rise from her skin and grow into a beautiful pair of wings that had the gradient colors of green, blue, and yellow. They really were truly a spectacular sight when unfurled.

Toothiana's weapon of choice was a set of kunai knives. Thanks to her training with Bunnymund she was able to master the art of aiming, which made her just a lethal as any of the Guardians despite her gentle personality.

Bunny stared into her pink eyes and looked away with a hot face. "Whatever," he choked. "North, just find out where we need to go."

"Sandy's already working on it," North replied, taking a step back from the computer system.

A few seconds North spoke, Sandy pointed at the large computer screen where a white dot was blinking on the map shown.

"So where are we headed?" Jack asked.

North answered, "The canyons."


"So um, Elsa, why are we running from the funky looking guy?" the tiny snowman asked.

"Uh...it's...hard to explain...right now," she struggled in between her breaths as she continued to run from Marshmallow. Her throat was starting to feel dry from the constant running. It wasn't that she couldn't explain to the snowman, it was just physically hard for her to speak at the moment.

"Aw c'mon! I can keep up," he insisted.

"That's...not it. Now's just...not a good time," she wheezed. With the time she spent running, her lungs felt like they were on fire.

"Oh! Are we playing tag or something?"

"Uh…yeah. Except if he catches me we both lose," Elsa lied so the snowman would stop asking questions.

"Really? Well, then you keep running and I'll distract him!" The little snowman jumped out of her arms.

"No! Wait!" Elsa slid to a stop and turned back to the snowmen. Was that little thing crazy?

"Go! Keep running! I'll distract him!" The little snowman yelled as Marshmallow slowly approached him from behind. He turned to look up at Marshmallow who stopped to look back. "Oh heeeeey, you're much bigger in person," the little one chuckled nervously. The snowman felt like he was looking up at tower while staring at the giant. Compared to his size the tiny snowman was like a mouse. Maybe talking snowman to snowman wasn't gonna do any good.

Marshmallow moved his focus back to Elsa and started running again, ignoring the little one. The little snowman screamed a 'no' and attempted to stop him by grabbing his ankles. He ended up being dragged along with the large snowman. "This is not making much of a difference, is it?" he asked himself aloud.

Elsa rolled her eyes and started sprinting again towards her destination. The little guy was going to be okay despite being attached to Marshmallow. She was very close now. The canyons that seemed so small now appeared huge thanks to the close distance between her and the destination.


The Guardians found the canyons, but there was no sign of danger yet. It was entirely covered with snow. The walls looked like they were entire made of ice. A large trail of pine trees from beyond the canyon were all covered by blankets of snow. It was definitely a sight for sore eyes. Unfortunately now wasn't the time to appreciate it. They came here to find out what was the disturbance and bring peace again.

The air was definitely cold, but that didn't bother Jack. As a winter spirit, he enjoyed the cold and he couldn't be more happy in the field when it was snowing. He could always create snow, but there was nothing like seeing snow from nature, which was why winter was his favorite season of all.

"Oy, lover boy!" Bunnymund snapped at him. "We are here to work not play. Ya got that?"

Jack shrugged with a smirk. "Whatever you say, bunny boy."

Bunnymund pulled out a boomerang and started walking towards the winter spirit. "Alright, little Bo Peep. You wanna go then bring it on!"

Jack readied himself for Bunnymund's first move, but Toothiana jumped in between them immediately with her arms out. "Stop! No more mean talk please," she said. "We're here to find the disturbance and bring a stop to it not cause more chaos."

"She's right, lads," North said with his thick Russian accent. "If ya insist on brawlin, then at least wait 'til we get back to the headquarterz. We got a job to do here."

Bunnymund glared at Jack while the winter spirit returned a glance with a mischievous smile instead. After a moment of staring, Bunnymund finally set aside his weapon as did Jack.

Although Bunny and Jack did have their arguments like this from time to time, it didn't make them any less friends. They did care for each other in their own odd way. Bunnymund just didn't show it as much as did Jack who hid his care behind all his teasing and jokes. They were like the comedic duo or two brothers that always fought in the family.

"Over there!" Toothiana pointed towards the forest area just where the canyon ended.

The first thing they noticed was the large snowman headed towards them. But their attention was immediately moved to a smaller figure that was running from the snow monster: a girl.

"A human girl?" Jack questioned. "In the middle of the forest?"

"What the hell is she doin all the way out here?" Bunnymund asked.

"Enough with the questions and let's go help!" Without another word Toothiana flew towards the forest and was followed by the rest of the guardians.


"Woah!" Elsa screamed after she managed to dodge Marshmallows attack with his ice blade. He was cutting a lot of trees which wasn't good. She knew she had to stop this as soon as possible.

When she finally reached the last tree before the border of the canyon, she turned her back against it to face her opponent. Marshmallow slowly approached the girl with his arm blade raised as he approached. Knowing full well his target had nowhere else to run, he finally slashed at her.

As if on cue, Elsa managed to jump over the blade and let it run through the tree. The tree produced a creaking sound as it slowly started to tumble. Elsa ran right behind it and dashed up the tree when it was in a diagonal position. Thanks to all her training she was able reach the top before it completely fell. With the help of her weight, the tree fell in the direction she wanted, which was towards Marshmallow.

The tree landed flat on her opponent, squishing him. A wave of snow splashed on either side of the tree. Elsa smirked, feeling a sense of victory as she stood over the tree proudly.

"You put up a good fight Marshmallow," she chuckled.

"Hurray! We won! We won!" The tiny snowman cheered the moment he popped out of the snow.

Elsa had nearly forgotten about him. "So do we win something?"

Before Elsa could answer, the ground started rumbling beneath them and the tree.

"Okay, either there's an earthquake or something bad is about to happen," the snowman pointed out.

"No shit," Elsa said sarcastically.

The blonde girl jumped from the tree just before it was cut up by icicle blades from underneath. Snow rose up from the ground and shape shifted into the large silhouette of Marshmallow. The giant snowman roared at Elsa and the small snowman. Elsa quickly picked up the small one, threw him over her shoulder, and ran for it.

"I think he's angry," the small snowman pointed out as he watched Marshmallow chase them from behind.

"He's not angry," Elsa corrected. "He's just determined!"

Elsa ran into the canyons, watching her step to make sure she doesn't slip on any patches of icy floors. Luckily most of the roads were covered in snow so that was the least of her worries.

There had to be a way to beat Marshmallow. He was much more determined to beat her than before. A common trait they both had because Elsa wasn't gonna go down without a fight either.

There was nothing else she around her that she could use other snow and ice. The exact things that Marshmallow was made of. How lethal could both things be to him?

As Elsa continued to run, she observed the high walls of the canyon surrounding her. Everything was covered with ice. And just like that, a new idea hit her.

"Hey, snow butt," Elsa called to her tiny companion.

"Yeah? Is that my new name? Snow butt? It's kind of cute!" he giggled.

"No, I need you to find safe ground and don't move until it's safe," Elsa explained.

"What about you?" he asked.

"Trust me. I have everything under control," Elsa assured him just before she threw him to the side away from Marshmallow.


The Guardians were more than ready to jump in and save her. But they stopped in their tracks when the girl tricked the snow beast into cutting down a tree with its own weapon. Despite her efforts, the weight of the tree wasn't enough to bring it to an end. The snow monster rose up, destroying the tree and then continued to pursue the girl.

The girl stopped at fork in the road. "Oh no, don't go left," Jack whispered, knowing full well that direction was going to be a dead end.

Unfortunately, the girl headed for the left straight into the dead end side. The snow monster managed to catch up with her and struck with his first this time. She dodged the attack but barely. The impact sent her flying to the ground and her crystal hairpin, slipped from her when she landed. She attempted to pick it up, but the snowman struck again, blocking her from the hairpin. The girl jumped to her feet ran as fast as she could to set more distance between her and the snow monster. She ran until she finally reached the dead end of the road. The wall stood a good 80 feet tall so climbing for the girl was no option. The snow monster approached the girl, looking victorious. She backed up until her back met with the ice cold wall. There was no other way out for the girl. She was obviously trapped. It was time of the Guardians to jump in.

"Guardian's move!" North ordered.

Just as they were about to make their move, the ground started to rumble. It wasn't an earthquake and it certainly wasn't coming from the oversized snowman. The Guardians froze in place when they figured it was coming from the girl.

The girl's entire eyes started to glow a bluish color as she raised her hands in the hair. The walls shook until large chunks of ice broke off on opposite sides, forming into a humongous iceberg either side of the snow monster. The iceberg levitated slowly above the snow monster. With a scream, the girl brought her arms down, bringing down the iceberg and sending the snow monster to its demise.

Every single one of the guardians were astounded by this unexpected turn of events. The girl was gifted with manipulation of ice and she was a human being as far as they could tell.

"She was never in trouble," Toothiana finally spoke.

"She was leading it into a trap," Bunnymund added.

"Ay, she is a clever one," North commented.

"Real question is," Jack started, "'Who is she?'"


Another figure stood by watching with fascination of what had just occurred. From a dark cave not too far from where the Guardians stood, Pitch emerged from its shadows. The cave stood on the opposite side of the canyon where the Guardians were, but this cave was on a higher level, hiding Pitch from their sight. But the Guardians weren't the ones who's he had his attention on.

With an unpleasant smirk, the dark one glanced at the blonde girl he had been looking for. The human girl who was gifted with ice magic. She was the one he wanted.

For a long while he had been watching this girl, studying both her strengths and weaknesses. The strength of her power was unimaginable and she didn't even realize just how powerful she could be yet. He intended to show her in his own terms so she could be led under his influence. He had no intention of just jumping the gun. He had his own plan and even he had to admit, it was a good one.

"Don't get too attached, my dear Guardians," he spoke as if they could hear him. "I saw her first."