The Winter Assassin

My name is Jack Frost. How do I know that? My master told me so, and that was a long, long time ago...

He was the only one present when I woke up, i was scared but he told me a touch of fear was only natural and that i was lucky to feel anything at all. And he told me that i had died in that pond i woke up on, and it was his magic that had saved me, thus creating a bond between us. One that allowed him to summon me whenever he wished, I didn't mind at all, i had a purpose now.

He made me train day in and day out, how to move silently and swiftly, and he helped me hone my ice powers. 300 years we did this, I've taken a lot of lives, He made me his weapon and i liked it, I'm his Assassin.

I flew through the air never taking my eyes off the target, the mission was easy enough, stalk the mark and see if he had pitches' magic book, kill him if he did or didn't. This mark wasn't well liked anyway, a very low level spring fairy, by rights he shouldn't be out here mid winter.

The fairy entered the Lucky Elf, a bar in Manchester (England) known by magical creatures and clued in humans for its dodgy magical back room dealings. He left about an hour later, and that's when i made my move.

"Shouldn't you be hiding untill spring to make the grass wet, fairy? Dew? That's your name isn't it?" I asked, enjoying the way he tensed at my voice.

"Jack Frost?" He gasped not turning around.

"Let's cut the crap hmmm?" I said whilst putting the crook of my staff around his neck and pulling slowly cutting off his air supply, ice crystals crawling up his neck. "Where is that book you went in with?!"

"I-ah ssoolld it-toooh ppihne!" He whimpered "are you going to kill me Mr. Frost?" He asked with so much fear in his voice Pitch would be proud if he were present.

"I have to." I laughed freezing him solid before shattering him and taking off with the wind in one movement. I was halfway to the forest where Pine lived to lie in wait for her when i felt his whistle in my bones. I have to go back. My master is calling me.

Short, i know. What do you think? First story be gentle but honest!