Note: As in other fan fictions with Jack Frost in them, I am still keeping his freeze dried appearance; however, he will be thawed on the inside.
As a personal note, I would like to thank my lone reviewer for their time. The rest of you, get reviewing!
Constructive criticism doesn't just mean the good things about my story. It also means telling the writer what you like/didn't like, if I need to better my grammar, or if there is something that you as the readers would like to see in my story. I do take opinions and ideas from all my reviewers, unless my story is already written out in my head. Thanks! ;)
I apologize for the overused plot. I never knew what a Mary Sue character was, and I thank Girl with Grey Eyes for her advice. She is pretty flawed, and if you look in the dictionary, the word "narcissism" is defined as vanity or excessive admiration for one's self. Her name comes from her feelings that she can stand on her own two feet without help, and she feels she doesn't need anyone to help her. (Please, don't get me wrong, I really value your opinion, and hope you can continue to help me make her less of a Mary Sue character. I can't really change what I have written, but I can change my future writing. I would love to hear more from you! )
Chapter 2: Chilly Introductions
Narcissa had little time to pack, and so she kept to the necessities. Within moments, Mother Nature had taken her miles across the ocean and to the North Pole. Silver whined impatiently at the many little people roaming the streets.
"Go exploring, and I will alert Santa of your arrival, "Mother Nature said, and turned towards the main building. Narcissa sighed, and gave her things to a bell elf, then told Silver to follow her exploring.
"Kind of- Christmassy, isn't it 'Cissa?" Silver said, staring up at her friend.
Narcissa chuckled," Too pleasant of a place for my liking. I miss the forest already…"
"Aren't you going to give this guardian thing a chance?" Silver asked, cocking her head.
Narcissa snorted, "Of course I am going to give it a chance, I just won't give it a long chance. After all I-"she was interrupted by a sharp pain in her back. She pulled the object out from her back, and stared intently at it. It was a rather large, red arrow.
"What the devil?" she asked, and turned to see Jack Frost staring at her….
"Oh no, it's him!" Narcissa exclaimed in utter disgust.
Meanwhile, Jack Frost was thinking the very same thing….
Jack stared at her, and she returned his blank stare with a grimace, and a glare of disgust. He was completely stunned. He remembered her…from some, distant part of his past. He snapped out of his shock, and shot a quick glare at the owner of those ridiculous arrows, then turned and ran over to her.
He couldn't help but stare at her, despite being unnerving to both parties. She was gorgeous, with lengthy hair of dark brown silk and fiery orange eyes. She had an oval shaped face, and a sinewy but beautiful figure. She looked young, yet something told him that she was much older than 25 mortal years old. Quite attractive, if he could say so himself…
And yet, so, so familiar…
He shook himself out of his trance, and rushed to her side to help.
"Excuse me, but I am so sorry about-"Jack began, but was hushed…
"I don't need an apology. Why don't you just act like the incident had never happened?" Narcissa said with a blush and a glare.
Jack was slightly irritated, "Excuse me, but I only want to apologize, and introduce myself to you. You see, Cupid over there thought it would be funny if he shot one of his love arrows at you…I told him not to shoot you, but he thought you might glance his way…"
"An introduction to me is not needed, because we will see or hear little from each other over the course of this Christmas, got it?" Narcissa said, and turned to the edge of the arctic tunnel. Silver whimpered, and turned to follow her friend.
"Wait, please!" Jack pleaded, and Narcissa listened. "At least walk with me to Council later. I know you are new, and I would like to show you around here. And what is your name?"
Narcissa turned back to Jack Frost, and sighed. "My name is Narcissa. Narcissa Maeror. I guess you could show me the ropes…" She turned to the silver-tri color wolf, and broke into a run. As she leapt into motion, she began to grow and change. Jack then saw a large white wolf gallop off, and continued on until he could see the pair no more.
So that is why she is here, He thought as she faded into the distance. But where did he remember her?
Narcissa's face flushed, as she transformed back into her human form again, in front of the main building. She smelled change on the freeze-dried man, a good change, and she didn't understand what it meant. Jack Frost had knowingly attempted to kill her 15 years prior, why was he concerned with a stupid pinprick from one of Cupid's arrows? She felt butterflies rolling around in her stomach at the thought of seeing him again this afternoon.
Jack Frost certainly was a wily fellow, and she wished not to meddle in his affairs. She feared him, but with a healthy, nursed fear, born of hatred from his attack so long ago. Or so she thought.
Jack was tall and thin, and typically dressed in a zoot suit. His skin was pale, but had just a little coloring in it, and his hair was a blasted light blue. He had a charming grin, and looked impish, but on the other hand, he seemed like a highly intelligent figure. She had only witnessed his malevolence, not this new change, and it wasn't hard for her too hold a grudge against him.
She would have to wait and see what Jack was capable of doing. She wondered if he would show a different side than what was previously shown her.
She had to admit, he was indeed slightly…well, interesting.
Wait, where did that thought come from?
Speaking of the devil, Jack suddenly appeared beside her. He gave her a surprisingly warm smile and a greeting. Narcissa, though slightly hesitant, returned his smile. She sighed, and stared off in the distance.
Then she spoke, "I wanted to apologize, Jack Frost, for my temper this afternoon. You see, it was very rude of me, and apparently I have forgotten how to approach another humanlike being in the 15 years I have been away. If it will be well for you, I would like to further introduce myself. My name is Narcissa Maeror, and I am a shape shifter. I can transform into a white wolf, among other animals that I have not experimented with. I was thrown out the winter of my 16th year of life, and raised back to health by a pack of wolves in a part of uninhabited Norway. I can also talk with animals," She waited for the laughter to come, the painful humiliation to flow, but they didn't.
Jack's eyes gleamed. His smile widened, and he spoke gently, "You've had a tough life. I won't pick on you too much then. And about the whole chilly introductions before, those are forgiven," he paused to let out a quick chuckle, "And besides, if I were a hermit for that long, I would be a little frosty too!"
This earned Jack a gentle swat on the arm, but he dodged it before it came. He stuck out his tongue, and Narcissa couldn't help but laugh.
"You know, for a shape shifter, you have terrible aim," He said.
"If you make another comment like that, I will personally stick that tongue of yours to an icicle, Jack Frost!"
"How about after the council, we both go lick a snow cone together?"
"I'll think about it."
With that, both vanished inside the Main Factory building where the meeting was located in the kitchen...