A.N: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM RotG

Just my own c:

Ps: Sorry I forgot about this the first 2 posts :C I'M NEW!


"Who is she?" Pitch asked in a seductive but questioning tone.

"It does not matter to you…" The eyes were circling the ball of shadow which formed the image of a young woman, probably no older than eighteen, with lush, long hair that had the tips dyed in a silver-white along with few highlights. The young adult turned her head and a pair of calming, beautiful strong blue eyes that glimmered in silver faced Pitch. Her face was soft, but sharp, her chin framing up in a perfect v shape and the apples of her cheek were slightly full giving her a perfect profile. The lips were delicate, perfect as well, and painted in a nude pink colour. The focal point of the shadows moved further revealing a thin, almost lanky body. Pitch couldn't tell whether she was tall or short as she was the only one on the screen, yet he assumed due to her long legs that she was at least average of height. She did not have too many forms, but neither did she look be strong. 'What could he possibly want with such a delicate creature?' Pitch thought for himself, narrowing his eyes.

Suddenly the silver grey, intimidating eyes no longer circled the globe, but rather nearly embraced it. Almost as if she was extremely important to him, someone dear. Pitch grinned. As if the spirit felt it, he eyed down the Nightmare King and like hunting a prey moved in closed to him. The fear crept on into Pitch, little nightmares appearing around him.

"What do you fancy Pitch?" Before the Nightmare conjurer could even spit out a lame, hastily made up answer, the shadow creature snapped. Pitch's jaw was held tight in a perfectly shaped claw, ready to clench. "She is MINE!" And as if nothing ever happened, the shadow returned to observing the girl.

"S- so" Pitch cleared his throat. "What do I have to do?"

"What do you have to do?"The shadow joked around, hopping from one side to the other. "I want you to bring her here, then we will see…" The growled voice was almost laughing as he said it while watching the globe.

'He is nothing, but insane…' Pitch turned around ready to leave, not wanting to question any further, feeling insecure about his own life. Yet, he couldn't help it. "What good will she be to you? She is just a human…"

As if the shadow expected his question, it bursted out in laughter making the entire borrow clank and shiver in fear. "She is but only a human you say…" The eyes turned towards Pitch's back. "Oh my dear minion… you shall see, you shall… but first, bring her to me…"

The Nightmare King let out a deep sign and almost fully sank into the shadows when the voice grabbed his attention again.

"Oh…and do be careful… she is very, very dangerous…"


It was sunset. I was tired. The children already left for their homes as it was starting to get cold. Yet I wasn't alone. This awful spirit was hanging around me like I was covered in sweets. It kept chuckling and laughing as I kept ducking his playful snowballs and gusts of wind that, I supposed, were to grab my attention. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sign.

"Look!"I felt him stop dead in tracks. "I do not care who you are, but obviously you are the spirit of winter…yes thank you for creating my favorite season but I am done with you! Just go and do your thing!" I spat out, not even once glancing his way.

"But you are the only one your age that can see me…" There we go again. Spirits happy someone sees them or someone my age sees them. I turned around and eyed him down.

"I know… I've been told many times… But I do not like spirits hanging around me. Hence why I disappear without a trace after meeting one. I am sick of moving constantly, even thought I have to either way. So would you please at least never come close to me?"

"Who are you?" He asked eyes full of curiosity. Ah, why they had to be such an intense blue that matches that hair perfectly? No matter. He was like any other spirit. After I disappear, they never ever search for me again, like I was nothing but a gust of air. " I asked who are you… or what are you?" I got scared for a second. He was so close to my face that I was feeling his cold yet warm breath brushing my skin softly. I turned around suddenly, flustered.

"It's none of your business!"

"It is… you seem to be able to see me, know so much about spirits to hate them yet everyone sees you. And let's not forget about those weird dragons that seem to just adore you!"

"I said…" I turned around suddenly, looking very angry. "It is none of you damn business!" I started to walk towards my home. "And do me a favor and never contact me again!" I shouted, knowing that he didn't float towards me.

A second later I heard the staff hitting the ground. I closed my eyes and let out another sign. It was always the same. His ice nearly reached me when suddenly it stopped. Nothing ever touched me and I felt that the spirit had a puzzled look on his face.

I never looked back. It was bad to feed them. I somewhat felt guilty. Last time I had to do something like this was a couple hundred years ago with a nature spirit. Poor thing, he never really recovered feeling that I disappeared. Yet it was necessary. Where spirits were so was he. I did not was him to watch over me, nor see me. I despised him, so much I could never forget what he did! Yet I never parted with what I had from him.

Upon reaching my house, I left the skates outside next to the door on a little hook and went inside to warm up. Yes, winter was my favorite season, but I always loved to treat myself to a hot chocolate whenever it was cold. Taking off my fur coat and changing into more comfortable clothes, I went to the kitchen to prepare my treat. After it was done, I made myself all comfortable in front of the fire and TV hoping to find something interesting to watch.

But all I remember is that I fell asleep and my background shifted…


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