Mythical Frost

Info/Chapter 1

Name(s): Summer, Daughter Spring, Madame Myth

Age: Looks 16, but isn't.

Looks: Long black hair, fair skin, big red butterfly wings tipped with black. Wears a red dress that ends like a tutu, black over coat, white mid thigh socks with red spots and red ballet shoes

Personality: Kinda mischievous and enjoys a good time, but can be slightly vulgar

Likes: Nature

Dislikes: The dark, being alone

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???'s POV

I remember walking through the door of my future fiancés house. I may be young, but we are so in love. Our wedding is next week. I walked through the door without knocking and there he was, holding my baby sister over the fireplace.

"What are you doing?!" He turned to look at me. There was something wrong with him.

"You spend too much time on this baby. What about me?"

"I love you! But why are you doing this." He gave me this look like I should know, then let go of my sister's ankle. I jumped and got her away from the fire, but fell into it myself. Before I faded into the night, I heard the door open and saw my sister brought out of the house by my aunt, and my ex-fiancé being arrested.

I woke from my daydream. Well, more like a day nightmare. That was the end of my mortal life, and the beginning of my current life. I go by many names, Summer, Daughter Spring, or Madame Myth. I am the daughter of Mother Earth and Father Time, also known as the Man in the Moon. I was the first guardian, and the eternal guardian. Everyone can see me, for everyone believes in me for they believe in summer and they believe in spring. I am turned to mostly for my third name, Madame Myth. Adults go to me for advice, and children come to me for stories.

I have worked many years, and about 300 years ago, I was asked to watch over a new 'myth' may I say. He had passed after saving his little sister and Father had asked me to watch him. But recently, this past Easter actually, he had a war to fight that I was unable to accompany him in. I was watching him again though. It was past memorial day and the 'myth' I was watching was in the southern continents, since it was winter for them, and was having fun making it snow. Then Father spoke to me.

"Father? Are you sure? They need to be together? Well, you might as well tell North. He'll call for us." After that, the Northern lights began to show, and the 'myth' was off. I waited a little while as told and then went. I made it to the North Pole and glided over to the workshop.

In case you're wondering, North is Santa Claus, the jolly fat man we all know and love, only with tattoos and I bet you didn't know he was Russian. I always loved being around North.

I flew into one of the windows that was left open and the five of them were there. North, of course. Tooth, who is the tooth fairy by the way, looks kinda like a humming bird. Bunnymund, the Australian Easter Bunny, no there is not more than one Easter Bunny, there is only one, he just happens to be Australian. Sandy, the Sandman, who is mute and speaks with his sand. And the 'myth' I was asked to watch, Jack Frost. I listened into their conversation.

"Jack, you still haven't made it off the Naughty list." North chuckled.

"Well it's not like there's someone who's always on the Nice list."

"Actually, there is." Tooth said as she fluttered her wings.

"What do you mean?"

"The very first guardian ever created." Bunnymund said.