My new Rise of the Guardians Fanfic. I hope it's better then the other one. It's from the point of veiw from my OC character, Ema Fay(pronounced E-ma). I just don't know if it should be a during Fanfic or a Post fanfic. Well, Enjoy.

The first thing I remember is being cold. Opening my eyes, I couldn't tell if they were open or not. Feeling around me proved I was in a small closed in area, and I was scared.

I felt as if my area was getting smaller and smaller. I panicked, feeling like I would be crushed. I started hyperventilating, that is when I heard a voice.

"Ema Fay…" was it inside my head, or was that place bigger then I thought it was. "Ema Fay…"

"Hello, who's there?" I thought.

"Don't be afraid…"

"Are you talking to me? Am I Ema Fay?"

"Yes, come outside Ema."

"How? How do I come outside? There are no doors."

"Open your eyes, Ema"

I realized my eyes were closed. I opened them again, and I saw fragments of light coming through cracks in the walls. I pushed on the wall surrounded by light, turned out it wasn't part of the wall at all, just some spare tree bark.

After removing the barricade, I saw what awakened me. It was the kindest face I ever saw, it belonged to the moon. After staring in awe for a few minutes, I took a step outside. I tripped and stumbled. "That was embarrassing" I thought, face down in the snow.

I brushed the snow off myself. I noticed how boyish I looked. I knew for certain I was a girl, I didn't even know how I knew that. How did I know all this stuff: tree, girl, snow?

I was just born, wasn't I, or I have amnesia. How do I know this stuff?

I decided to go with I was just born, because if I wasn't, people would be telling me more. I must've been born with intelligence, but wouldn't I know everything about myself. I don't know why I look boyish; I don't know why I was in the tree.

I needed a better look at myself. I rushed over to the icy river. I had a girlish face, with boyish clothes. I also had Caucasian white skin, long auburn hair and hazel eyes, no wait, brown hair and brown eyes. I first thought it was a trick of the light, and then I realized I could change it to whatever I wanted.

I tried it with my skin. I could change it to blue and pale, pink and beet red. When I tried to do brown, but also wanted to do grey and black, it all got mixed together in splotches all over me like I was stitched together, I realized when I got sick I would change to the color green. I decided I shouldn't use those colors much, unless I wanted that reaction again.

When I touched the ice during my almost puking moment, I slipped a little and the frost moved with my hand. I drew a flower with the frost; in the ice I drew a snake. A snake and a flower, that sounded promising.

In the snow I made different types of dunes, some folded over, but they didn't collapse.

I went over to a tree and rubbed it, it started to look very beautiful, and if it could talk, wise. Another one I did looked very scary, like it would grab you and tear at you. I did it so well it scared me, I changed it back.

I wanted to change the clouds, that would be fun. Right now, all they looked like was big white blobs. I couldn't reach up there, even if I climbed the tree. Wait a minute, the tree.

I snapped off a part of a branch. I shaped it until it was smooth and bendy. I was making a bow (Again don't know where it came from), if only I had a string. I don't think it was the moon, but a little voice in my head said maybe I could make it myself.

I kept thinking of making string, and a black blob appeared in my hand. It felt like the right type of material I needed, it was just too blobby. I rolled it out in my hands to make a long stretchable string.

I made a string. I attached it to my bow, it was complete. Now I needed arrows. I hollowed out a log for my canister, and then I grabbed some sticks. I shaped them into arrows, now I needed the heads.

I didn't want it to be too heavy if it was to make it to the clouds, maybe I could make the stone too. I kept thinking of what I needed, arrowheads lighter then air, they appeared at my feet. I attached the heads, I was all set.

To test it out, I readied an arrow and took aim. I imagined what I wanted the cloud to look like, a tree. I shot the arrow. When it hit the cloud, it dissipated and returned to my canister, but the cloud shaped itself to look like a tree. My bow works!

I really wanted to take a look at my cloud tree closer up. If only there was a stairway I could take. To see if it could be possible, I took a step up, and I lifted a foot in the air. There was an invisible staircase. I felt around, it seems only I can take it though. It's like I made the staircase, I could walk on air.

On the way up, I tripped, but once I was up, I could really admire my cloud tree. I almost fell off because I noticed a small town in the distance. I wasn't used to this 'walking on air' thing yet. Maybe I could slide there. I thought up a slide, and slid the way there.

You're probably wondering why I wanted to go to this town. To tell you the truth, maybe someone there knew who, or at least where I was. All the names I was thinking of weren't helping my self esteem, and they were making me sound greedy.

As I slid into town, I guess I didn't know exactly how the slide was shaped; I did a few loop-di-loops, I almost slid out a few times, and I landed in a snow bank. I laughed knowing how goofy I looked, and embarrassing for not even checking how the slide was shaped.

I brushed the snow off myself, and headed into town. I decided to try and see if I had a voice outside my head.

"If anyone saw that, it's not my fault, I was just born today and I'm learning." Everyone seemed like they didn't hear that. Guess no one saw, but how could they. A girl was falling from the sky, what, they had more important things to do then to notice a girl falling from the sky.

Maybe they were just depressed. I would have left, if I didn't need to know where I was.

I went throughout the village saying "Hello, Hello." Again everyone ignored me. What was it about me they didn't like, or were they always this rude.

Every time I tried to walk up to someone to ask a question, they walked away from me. I was banging my head on the side of a house when I finally saw my chance. A boy was walking in my direction; he stopped a few feet in front of me.

I walked out of my alleyway and knelt down so I was eye level with him. "Excuse me; I was wondering if you can tell me where I am."

"Come on, daisy, here girl." Okay, what was that about? Just then a dog ran right through me straight to the little boy. He was calling his dog, he wasn't even talking to me, not only that, but he couldn't even see me.

I felt myself. I was here, I was solid. I'm invisible to everyone, that's why they didn't hear me. I was alone, completely alone.

I didn't want to get passed through again. I ran out of the village, dodging people the best I could. Once I was far enough away from the village, I stopped.

I screamed, "WHY AM I INVISABLE! CAN ANYONE SEE ME!" all I got was silence, why don't I get any answers. "Great, I'm ignored by everyone!" I noticed in my sadness I turned blue. I plumped down in the snow as tears flooded out, I didn't hide it, it's not like anyone can see me do this. I didn't know how I would be healed from this, another thing I didn't know.

Yes, Unlike other fairy tales, she can cry. It helps with her illusions. Tell me what you think in Reveiws, No flames please. Oh and try to answer the poll on what type of fic this should be.