Message from the Vixen, I do not own anyone from Rise of the Guardians.

A young woman ran through the streets dragging a small child in her wake. She could hear footsteps hammering on the pavement behind her and her fear only increased. Suddenly she was forced to a stop, as a man jumped out in front of her. Frantically, she looked around...only to be surrounded by the owners of the footsteps she had been fleeing.

Pushing the shivering little girl behind her, she glared at the smirking men covered in shadow...

"Leave us alone! You are all sick to try and satisfy yourselves with a little kid!" She screamed in anger and disgust, but with fear hidden in her heart.

"Don't worry girly," said the man, "There is plenty of us to go around..."

At his words, his friends began to laugh, which only made her pull the child closer. Feeling a wetness on her shirt, she looked back. Watery green eyes framed in golden curls stared back at her. The child was terrified. Thinking quickly, she took note of the child's hat and the stick that was clutched tightly in a small hand, and an idea came.

Looking back at the men, she saw that they were in some sort of discussion over what they had planned. Leaning down slowly and in a whisper so as not to be overheard, "Why are you crying, with a wand and hat like that, you must be a powerful witch right?" The girl's eyes widened at her words. Smiling, she continued, "I have a plan to get out of here, but I'm gonna need the help of a witch just like you...Do you think you can help me?" She waited patiently until she received a nod. "Alright...I want you to summon ALL the magic you have for one spell and say I summon the wind to release us, then run home as fast as you can! Don't stop or look back till you are at your house."

"I-I c-c-can't! They a-are sc-scary!" the young witch answered.

"Yes you can, I can see magic and its all around you. I've never seen someone with as much as you before!" The woman answered, knowing that for her plan to work, the child must believe

"Really?" "Yes...But remember to run and not look back after you are out of the circle...So will you do it?" She asked the girl with a soft smile on her face.

After a minute of thought, the little girl stepped forward, catching the attention of the men. "Hey dumbies! You better be careful! I am a strong witch and I am gonna cast a spell on you!" At her words the men started laughing. "I mean it!" she screamed as she raised her wand, "I summon the wind to release us!" As soon as she finished her sentence, the woman pushed through the man on her right and threw the child out of the circle screaming "Run!" and run the child did. The only thing was that the woman didn't follow like the little girl thought she had thought.

"Oh you are gonna pay for letting that birdie escape!" the man screamed in frustration as he tackled her to the ground, ripping her shirt in the process, "Now its time we have some fun..."

At those words, the young woman's eyes widened in fear, only to turn to hate when she went through the realization and then acceptance of what was about to happen. Happy Halloween, where fears become real.

A single figure lay on the concrete underneath the shine of the moon, whose light only increased...

Golden eyes opened as the figure shot up from the ground looking around...only to turn her gaze to the moon as she heard the gentle whisper "Welcome Shade Hallow...Spirit of Halloween." Confused, the newly named spirit got up and wandered to a window of a nearby shop. The reflection reveiled a young women with hair as black as night and streaked with reds and oranges, framing a heart shaped face with golden eyes...Her outfit was a black peasant top covered by a blood red corset with silver spider wed patterns throughout. The outfit was completed with dark skinny jeans, black boots and a black choker with a red gem that shined brightly...Shade...Shade Hallow...the young spirit thought to herself as she turned and noticed a broom nearby. Picking it up carefully, she suddenly decided that while she didn't know what this title meant...she would figure it out with time and practice...