The impact caused him to go skidding across the ground, across rocks, sticks and dirt.

I winced at the pain on his face as he began to stand up. "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT!" He screamed at me in the sky, obviously pissed off at what just happened.

I drop to the ground, avoiding the Deathmares which still are flying around us. One was able to hit me in the back on my way down, causing me to roll close by Frost. "I THOUGHT WE WERE HAVING THE SAME IDEA!" I snap back to him, as we both duck to the ground from a swooping Deathmare.

Laughing caught my attention from off in the distance. Death stood there and watched as we avoided these black masses, swooping above us. That sick and twisted grin on his face sent chills down my spine, and churned my stomach.

I hate him.

It was as if he read my mind, as more maniacal laughter filled the air, before he faded into nothing, as did all the Deathmare. They flew off until they were nothing thing but specks in the distance.

I took deep breaths, exhausted from the fight. I weakly pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, and i watched as my breath left my mouth.

In my peripheral vision, i saw Jack stand. Dirt covered his right side from when i pushed him into the ground before, when i thought we had the same plan. Why was he smirking at me like that if that wasn't the case? What kind of idiot is he.

"Are you alright?" He breathlessly asks, hand outstretched for me to take.

I raise my head, glaring at him, "I'm fine." I spit at him, venom laced in my voice. Not accepting the outstretched hand, i stand up and dust myself off, before stumbling a little. "Shit..." I mumble having a pounding in my head appear as i balance myself against a tree.

"You're not - " I cut him off, just as he was about to reach out for me, slapping his icy cold hand away from my skin.

"Piss off would you!? Why are you even here?!" I shout at him angrily, and you could see him flinch with fear in his eyes. My own green ones were filled with anger and hate.

I hate Jack Frost, just as i hate Death and Pitch and the Guardians. I have no side, i just protect those who need it and keep flowers looking lovely.

"What's with you? I haven't done anything to you yet you seem to hate me!" He shouts and it just makes me snap inside.

"Its you!! And everything about you!" I poke his chest, making him stumble backwards, with every shove, "What you represent, your relationship with the Guardians. You kill so many of my friends, it's not funny!" I just let it lose, shoving him to the ground completely. He looked to me with wide, scared eyes.

"I haven't killed anyone!" He tried to defend himself.

That is bull shit, "That's absolute bull shit!" I shout stamping my foot into the snow, which caused a small rumble in the earth to occur. "do you know how many animals and life you kill with every random Winter. So many plants and animals aren't ready for an early winter, and they die or frostbite, or pneumonia or lack of food! You're so reckless and careless!"

Frost stood up, "How was i supposed to know!"

I look at him in disbelief, "Haven't you ever head anything like that? You're an idiot!"

"I'm the Spirit of Winter! People have never blamed me for that! Th e kids don't seem to care at all! The kids that believe in me!"

Something inside me broke, my heart shattered probably. "Shut up! I was believed in once!" I scream at him, with tears forming in my eyes. But i couldn't take it, i couldn't stay with this idiot, so i took off flying at high speeds though the sky.

"Lillyana! Wait!" His voice called in the distance, chasing after me.

"GO AWAY!" I shout, stopping in mid air, and opening my palm, creating a wall of fire between the two of us.

"I just want to talk!" I could barely hear him over the roar of fire. But it didn't matter because i left.

I didn't want to talk to him, i never want to talk to him again. I don't want to talk to any of te guardians ever again. It was complete random luck that Frost was able to find me, and even take me back to the North Pole. If it weren't for those stupid ice cuffs, i would have burned him to a crisp.

My wings flutter faster with the more i think about her. My first believer.

My first believer, well, my only believer had stopped believing in me. She was so little, and she was the sweetest thing to play with, but she stopped believing. Small minds can only believe in a small number of things at a time, and apparently, something things a child will want to believe in more than me. I guess, after the adventure she went on, who could blame her?

Going to the Warren, getting to meet the Easter Bunny, Santa, Sandman, and Jack Frost. Not to mention, the Tooth Fairy. How on earth am i meant to compete with the Tooth Fairy! She is stunning! I guess it was like she replaced me with a more extravagant fairy. There was no way that I could even compare to her.

I don't hear Frost anymore so I descended to the ground. As soon as my feet touched the ground, my wings vanished and my casual clothes returned. Shorts, a black jumper, my mong hair cascading down my left shoulder, knee high back boots. Simple, and easy to move in. Just as i like it.

It gave me small comfort walking with the crowd, as if I belonged. But you and I both know that i don't.

I pulled up my hood, stopping the small snowflakes from falling into my hair. The only I actually admire about winter is the snowflakes. They're so beautifully crafted, and each one is individual an unique as the next.

I think i'm somewhere in the UK. Everyone has a Brittish accent. I kinda want to go home, to Burgess.

I spread my wings once again and focus, taking me to Burgess, just because i was way too lazy to fly. And it helps because of my emotions. My emotions fuel my power, the more emotional i am, the further I can teleport myself.