This is my first fanfiction, so feel free to review to help me improve with my writing skills. Thank you for reading and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians

The girl was young when he first saw her through her window, on that cold winter night in 1939. She was sleeping, clutching an open book in her hand with the light on. She seemed young, around ten years old, with curly red hair that framed her freckled face. The child was snoring softly as she slept in her little wooden bed. Jack hoped that she was having good dreams. Its hard to dream, even with Sandy's help, in times like this, with all the battles raging around her. Jack sighed and gently opened the window to turn off the small girl's light and put her book on her bedside table.

He looked around her little room, in her little house and saw that she shared the room with her older siblings. There were three children in total, and they were all girls. The walls of the room were a plain white, with drawings taped up all around the room. The drawings were of forests and animals, but most of them showed the three girls with their mother and their father, who would always have a gun and a large smile. He was probably fighting in the second World War.

Jack flew out of the room before he looked around too much and found something too personal.

He glanced back at the room before the wind carried him away too far. He could see the little girl, with her wild red hair and her light skin, as she smiled in her sleep. She was having a pleasant dream, even with the sound of the battle rupturing the Earth's eardrums.

Jack left that town that night and never knew that the young girl in the little house in the serene town, in the midst of a fighting world, would mean so much to him.

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After that night, Jack came back to the girl's house every winter night. He wasn't sure why, but he liked watching the girl grow up. She reminded him of someone he used to know, from centuries ago, but he couldn't figure out who. The years went by and the young girl turned into a strong woman. She still had her youthful face, even at sixteen years old. The war was coming to a close and the girl and her siblings had survived so far. Their father had died on the battle field when he was fighting for their country, and sometimes the young woman still cried herself to sleep when she remembered how devastated her female family was after they got the news. Jack would always try to comfort her, but he was never able to for he was invisible.

It was 1944 when the little girl's life and family was destroyed. Her peaceful town was attacked by the Nazis. They went around the town, just as they had done with the other ones, and deemed who was Jewish and who wasn't. Jack was watching the girl he still didn't know the name of, when they came to her house. They were forced to a camp because they were told they were Jewish. Jack watched in horror as the mother and her oldest fought against the Nazis. They were both killed in front of the young woman and her remaining sister's eyes. The men turned to her sister and raised a gun to kill her, when the girl jumped in front of her beloved sister. The bullet penetrated her skin and her heart. Her older sister was taken away by the men. She kicked and screamed and cried for her kid sister to come back, but it was no use. Jack watched in horror as the girl he watched grow up died on the ground from a wound he couldn't heal.

He flew away from that town that day, not being able to take anymore heartbreak. A girl he loved died, and he couldn't do anything about it. He blamed it on the fact that he was invisible, but he knew that it wasn't that. He blamed the moon.

Jack flew all through the night and landed on an old, abandoned building.

He looked up at the moon and started yelling, "Why can't I be normal? Why did you have to make me like this?! I'm just this creature that flies around and watches as the people I watch grow up die, the people I love!"

Jack threw his staff on the ground and felt a gust of wind hit his face like a slap. He took a deep breath and felt a drop of frozen water slide down his cheek. He was crying for the little girl he saw for the first time through a window in a small house, in a serene town, in the midst of a fighting world.