AU: Don't own Rise of the guardians

CHAPTER 1

Darkness. It was dark, it was cold, and it was scary. But then there was the Moon. It was so big, and it was so bright. It seemed to, chase the darkness away. And when it did it wasn't scary anymore. The moon brought the boy out of the frozen lake, making the boy gasp as he breathed for the first time in what seemed to be a long time. The boy stared at the moon in wonder before he wonders why he was there, what he was meant to do? The moon didn't answer the boy's curious thoughts. The boy wonder when he would find out while a part of him wonders if he ever will.

"Your name is Jack Frost," Spoke the moon through a moon beam that tickled his face.

After waiting for a few more minutes Jack could see that the moon was not going to be saying anything else. He got up looked around him taking in the frozen woodland that surrounded the frozen lake of his birth. When he saw the frozen ice under him he whimpered and jumped on to the shore as quick as he could, panic in his eyes as he stares at the seemingly endless bottom of the lake. He then began to shiver uncontrollably as he remembers his first and only memory before seeing the moon. The memory of browning in ice cold water, trapped beneath the ice. He remember the terror of falling into water so cold that it set his body on fire with pain, and then finding himself trapped under the ice he had just fallen through with no way out. Jack remembered using his hands to hit the underside of the ice in desperation, while above he could hear muffled cries of his name and weeping. He remembered as his blows started to become frantic fumbling, as the edges of his vision started to blur, while the ice cover that trapped him could be seen to be getting further away from him as he began to sink. He could remember the agony of when the air in his lungs was running out, he remember not being able to move as the cold drained him of his remaining strength, he remembered how this hurt and terrified him as his limbs can't keep up with him anymore. And then he remembered as he became numb all over forgetting about himself and then the pure darkness that now brought him nothing but fear and terror.

It took Jack a while before he could shake away his memory and calm down his heart and breathing. Once he was calm he quietly got up and looked around him, he felt something calling him, drawing him towards the lake again. What was drawing him in so much was an old Sheppard's staff, and the moment he touched it all frost broke loose. Jack yelled in surprise and then in joy as the staff was covered in wonderers patterns made by frost, he picked up the staff and felt lighter and complete. He smiled, and laughed like a carefree happy child, just like he was. And then there was the frost, biting at his toes and controlled by his touch. He delighted in the swirls and twists; the beautiful patterns he could make with the ice, by the touch of his staff or bare hand, upon his stunning surroundings. He ran, he skipped, he twirled, carefree and delighted, and then he jumped when the wind picked up, he flew, scared at fisrt but then calmed down buy the soft whispers and promises of the wind, and soon trusting, allowing the breeze to sweep him away with the snow. He was like a snowflake, but one than found delight easily.

He spent what felt like hours playing with the wind learning to fly freely and was soon an expert, though he still had a few mishaps, and crash landings. And it was during the fun that he saw a small village that was near his lake. He used the wind to place him gentle on to the ground and he smiled at the people he saw, he then smiled bigger and began to wave. Yet no one turned to look at Jack this made him frown and think that the villagers were just being rude. With new determination Jack walked up to a man that was walking by.

"Hello," Jack breathed, only to be ignored this angered Jack he lifted his hand to tap the man's shoulder only for his hand to go through the man's shoulder. Startled and scared Jack jumped back with a cry. He stared at his hand and then at every person he could see in the village. A boy ran towards Jack chasing after a big black dog. Hope filled Jack for a second before both passed through him. He gasped in pain as they passed through him; the pain caused him to fall to his knees. And he stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity.

"Look at me!" He pleaded, helplessly attempting to make the villagers aware of his presence. "Please! I'm right here, look at me! PLEASE! Just look at me I'm right here."

Jack felt the betrayed tears in his eyes, and though he couldn't explain why he felt the way he did, he furiously fled the scene, the little town, his misplaced fury blasting the window open once more with his icy powers as the wind carried him far, far away.

Unknown to Jack there were two people that had been able to see him and they had watched him as he danced with the snow and as he cried in hollowed anger and frustration because of the village's reaction to his presence. One of the beings was a shadow that had been waiting and was now following Jack. The shadow wanted what was taken from it even if it had to use force to get Jack back where he belonged. The other being was the moon who silently wept for his child at the sorrow he had to put his child through in order to keep his child safe.

Jack would not return to the village for a long time to come and due to the village had vowed never to walk again, it was too painful to be walked through and ignored.

AU: This is just something that has been naging at me to write it after seeing rise of the guardians. If you want me to continue this story then please, please, please review else it won't go further than this (Maybe). Also have a poll up for my naruto story please take part in it and if you havent read my other story yet then please do, need some advice on it as i am a first time writer! ;D till next time.