Frost at Birth (RotG)

Frost at Birth

"Daddy! Help!"

My heart raced. My little girl had been calling for me for two minutes and I couldn't find her. "Abigail!"

"Daddy!" There were tears in her voice as she yelled for me and it broke my heart.

I raced around, but her hair was white. If she was bent over, I wouldn't be able to see her. Suddenly my heart stopped. What if she'd gotten buried beneath the snow? She'd freeze!

I shouted helplessly, "Where are you?" I dashed around large rocks and looked through the dense cover of trees, but nothing.

"Over here!" That would've been helpful if her voice wasn't echoing and reverberating off the snow and ice. She screamed again and I just started running with the direction of the wind. It carried me when I flew, it could be telling me where she was.

"Abigail?" I called again.

"Daddy." Her voice held relief and I looked around, finding her curled up in a ball at the base of a large tree. As soon as I spotted her, she got up and ran over, jumping in my arms. I held her close and carried her back to our house.

"What happened?" I asked after we got inside.

"A black horse with yellow eyes showed up and scared me, but it went away when I called you. Is it scared of you, Daddy? Don't let it hurt me!" She cried and clung to me even after we sat down.

I rocked her slowly. "In a way, it is. Now, Abigail, I'm not going to let it hurt you, but to do that, I need to know where you are all the time, okay?"

She nodded.

That was six years ago that Abigail had seen the Nightmare. I kept her safe from them, but in doing that, I also kept her away from everyone. She hardly saw the Guardians once. Now she was fourteen, and I was getting to be on edge. I'd been seeing Nightmares around, which only made me hold a tighter leash on her.

My name is Jack Frost, I'm eighteen, and my daughter was a Frost at birth.