Broken Faith

No one sees me.
No one knows I exist.
Not even The Guardians know who I am.
Who am I?
I am life.
I am death.
I am the spirit of all spirits.
My name is Adeline Marie Fairchild,
And I am The Descendant of God himself.

Adeline is the nicest person you would ever know. She also can be the meanest person you would know, when need be. Adeline is old. By old, I mean as old as the earth. God created her to watch over the world when he couldn't. He also created the Man on the Moon, also known as Manny, to help her and watch over her [don't tell her that]. It's been ten years since The Guardians defeated Pitch and now he's back, stronger than ever, causing Manny to choose another guardian without the approval of Adeline. I'm sure you know who it is. What will happen next?
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DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Rise of the Guardians characters. I only own some of the plot and Adeline and The Devil.

I'm sorry if this story offends your religion. Please know I am not doing this story to make fun of any religion. This is just from my imagination, so if you have a concerns or comments please message me. I just thought this would be a good way to be free and talk about my religion. And no, this is not in anyway related to The Mortal Instruments. I just didn't know what to put as her last name. Of course, I do not own the name Fairchild. I hope you all like it and please remember to vote and comment. I do not care if you criticize but please don't make it sound mean. Please. Thank you.