It has been four hundred years. My father, Pitch Black, known also as, the Boogieman. Taught me many things from the humans and even brought me something called a computer. I didn't seem to know first but learned many things from it after. I knew how to work with music. The first object father brought me was an instrument called the guitar. And every time he got back home I played it and sang. I made my own black short puffy dress and found combat boots that surprisingly fit me. The knowledge for human I had at last. And still haven't received my wings. Father arrived and quickly entered my room.
Pitch: "Dark! Have you practiced today?"
He asked in placed my eyes, infiltrating my power to create my own scythe. His eyes filled with amusement.
me: "How was that?"
He clapped and I smiled proudly. I grabbed the guitar. I fixed myself and stared at it deeply, remembering the day dad gave me it.
Pitch: "I knew you would like it. Have you practiced to that as well?"
I smiled cheekily and nodded. I prepared my chords and began playing a soft melancholic tune, followed by my smooth soft, singing voice.
me: "Looking past the years and now... Seems that I could've done better, right? Followed by another hour, and the person who was first here now is gone... Is gone... Cause time is passing by and we know that. But everything will change in the end cause... Now I have youuu"
I stopped playing and looked at my dad with eyes of wonder. He smiled and stood up and clapped walking towards me.
Pitch: "Lovely"
He placed his hands on my shoulders.
Pitch: "You're almost ready, I can feel it. Dark, we have to stop the guardians from interfering our goal. And you are soon to be ready"
I smiled, thinking I was just to be done. -I'm going to avenge the defeat of my father and make them pay- I nodded and talked with him until I fell asleep. He really cared for me and I could tell. But there was always something that bothered me that I couldn't figure out.
Next morning, after father left to his usual duties as Pitch Black himself, a little light green bird fell from up the ceiling somewhere. I was surprised and quickly grabbed it gently. It looked up to me and seemed that looked scared. I shook my head.
me: "No wait, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. How did you got down here little birdy?"
It flew up and pointed where it fell. I nodded and it fell again.
me: "Your wing's broken"
It pointing up the ceiling. I shook my head.
me: "Sorry baby bird, but I can't leave this hole. Their strict orders from my father"
She kept insisting until she finally convinced me. I nervously walked up and gulped, grabbing my pocket knife. Looking around for any dangerous humans according to my dad. It was an empty forest. The tiny bird smiled looking back at me and did sign for me to follow her. Once I stepped the ground, I realized how good was it to be outside. It was snowy today. I looked up at the flakes that fell and raised my hands to reach them. We walked out of the forest seeming hours and made it to a small town. The first thing I saw was a playground. And children were in playing and making snowmen and snow angels into the winter wonderland. My eyes filled with amusement. I skipped to one of the children and as I waved my hand to say hello, they passed me like if I didn't even existed. I felt the chill in me while the small child went to me and gasped. The little bird frowned and smiled looking behind. She pointed up for me to look. That moment, I saw a boy over my age, wearing a blue hoodie and brown pants with ripped ends, hair as white as snow, and bright blue eyes. Not to mention, he was attractive. "Oh Baby Tooth, I was looking for you, just how far did you landed? And who's the girl?" I jumped a little and blushed.
me:"I-I'm... The Angel of Darkness, but my dad calls me Dark for short, what's your name?"
"Wait, so your that angel who brings the night? Where's your wings? By the way, the name's Jack Frost"
My heart beat faster by the second, he's one of the guardians that dad mentioned. I stumbled a little back and fell. He jumped down from the roof and grabbed me right before I could've fell down a hole.
me:"What? So you..."
He looked at me with a confused look. -Just what did I got myself into?!-
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Rise of The Guardians: The Return of Pitch Black
FantasyA fallen angel, trying to escape from the darkness. And a certain person gets her away from it. When she finally does, an organization pulls her to work for them. She, is the Angel of Darkness, she is the daughter of Pitch Black, a former enemy of t...
