A Snow-white barn owl glided gracefully throughout the starlit sky as she headed towards the star that grants most wishes. The Wishing Star, where Allie awaited her. "Jeannie, there you are, I've been waiting for you for hours" The young woman asked her minion. "Master, I bring grave news from Bayard" The owl responded.
Jeannie whispered the message into Allie's ear. The spirit's face turned from clear happiness to pure shock and worry. "Where are they now" The guardian of wishes questioned. "The North Pole" Jeannie confirmed her report to be true.
Allie was stuck between two choices, both seeming reasonable to be chosen. Go and save her sister or stay and do her job. 'What should I do' she thought to herself. In about 10 seconds, her mind had been made. The transportation was there in a heartbeat. A Swan. In the blink of an eye, she was off to make sure of her sister's well-being.
She wasn't afraid to face the dangers that dawn along the way, even if it meant getting herself injured. Jeannie glided gracefully ahead until the city lights were visible below them. Allie admired the pure and unimaginable beauty of the tall, sleek buildings that made up Southeast Asia.
The stark white swan flew deep into the forbidden forest until it could go no further. Neither the swan, Jeannie or Allie had enough energy to go on, so they decided to rest beneath the sight of the moon tonight. Jeannie nestled herself into the opening of a tree trunk, where she would be safe from any bird eating animals that lurked in the night, but volunteered to watch over her companions as they rested. She was a nocturnal animal after all.
The swan glided gracefully into the middle of the pond where it tucked it head in its large wing and drifted off into a dream filled sleep. Allie didn't care wear she slept, so she just bunked on the ground, leant up against a tree trunk and closed her eyes, trying to get some rest.
(After a long nights rest)
Jeannie bounded out of the tree trunk. "Marvellous morning isn't it master" She said looking down to Allie's spot under the tree, only to find that she was nowhere to be seen. Jeannie began to panic and searched everywhere for her.
"It's Ok, I'm up here!" Right above her, on top of a thick branch, sat Allie, hanging upside down by her legs. "You're as nasty as your sister, you know that" Jeannie said. "Come on, we've got a big day ahead of us, we're not too far away now" Allie started. "I reckon, *grunt of effort* if we can just get passed the Bandersnaps territory, we'll be there in no time" Allie mounted her swan.
"THE BANDERSNAP, But master, it's too dangerous, we'll never make it passed" Jeannie tried to correct the path by following the book and flying in front of Allie. But Allie had her mind set on her own route and paid no attention to her minion's warnings.
(After the near death experience with the Bandersnap)
"There it is" Allie finally spotted the lights of the North Pole. "See Jeannie, told we'd be safe" Allie corrected. "Safe my flight feathers, take a lot at what that thing did to my tail feathers!" Jeannie now sat on the back of the swan, since her tail was almost stripped of its feathers.
Allie turned back and chuckled at Jeannie, who was extremely cross. Little did she know that something far worse was about to hit her.
Now Jack, being himself, was outside when he spied something gliding through the midnight moonlight. Thinking it was a nightmare, he readied his staff. As soon as the animal was right in his target, he fired. Jack could've sworn he heard something yelp as the 'monster' fell. The animal landed with a thump just a few metres away from him.
Jack Frost cautiously walked over to investigate.
The last moment that Allie had experienced was terrifying. One minute she's flying and the next she's falling. Then everything went hazy. Before finally losing consciousness, she saw the face of a white-haired boy, a few hundred years younger than herself.