The Unknown Guardian | Chapter 1The Unknown GuardianThe Unknown Guardian | Chapter 1 by Astral-Blaze
Chapter 1 - Shadows before Solstice
It might have been mid-summer; the early breeze of warmness blew over Burgess he saw in the far distance, a few small 5 kilometers away from his current position near the mountains. The little village it was 600 years ago had grown to a simple town to be a smaller city. He clearly remembered it when he first came to this world. He remembered everything, even before he became who he was today. How he and his sister always were outside, especially at winter, how they played in the woods all day long, when his cuisines came to them sad and hurt because of their father and he had played as a fool with a stag's antlers on his head. And that day, at the Overland Lake, he'd saved his sister from a frozen death.
That's what made him the person he was today. When he was chosen by MiM. When he was chosen to become a Guardian.
But the sight in front of him… it was so different f
The Unknown Guardian | PrologueThe Unknown GuardianThe Unknown Guardian | Prologue by Astral-Blaze
She felt scared. She felt cold. It was dark and she was surrounded by an unknown substance that made her clothes wet. Light beamed at her eyes and she squinted in their shut condition before finally opening them. Dark beautiful eyes stared up at the ever so big and so bright moon. It was beautiful; breath-taking.
The ever so thin ice that kept her beneath began to crack and with ease she went through it with closed eyes. She gasped, seeing her own breaths in the cold late autumn evening. She felt so light; the full moon carried her above the ground and kept her there for a few seconds, letting her admire the one who brought her here, the one that made her rebirth from the cool water. It was as if it smiled at her, and it made her feel safer.
As soon as the fear had fully left her, the moon beam seemed to lower her back on to the frozen surface of the lake, the ice melting together just before her bare fair feet came
Powerless Chapter 1Forword:Powerless Chapter 1 by LizzysMind
I do not own rotg or Pitch. I originally wanted this to be a comic, but I thing I need to wright a hole story first before I work on the comic again.
This is not a reformation fic, I like Pitch as a badass villain, and I am planning on writhing more stories were Pitch is his normal, playful , seductive
Only Pitch can understand nightmares via telepathy, there dialog will be written like this ~blab blab blab~
Pitch has a faint British accent, so some of his pronunciation of paticular words will be written differently like quarta' instead of quarter
And Pitch's dark path was his own chioce instead of bieng possesed.
having no power : unable to do something or to stop something
"They can't be my Nightmares, I'm not afraid."
"Looks like it's your fear they smell."
The Midnight Game Inspiration: The EndThe Midnight Game Inspiration: The End by CatWoman-cali-onyx
"Come on, girls," Detective Phoenix yelled to us. "Faster!" We did as we were told, but then, I suddenly tripped hard onto the ground with a thud.
"Shannon!" Leah saw me and she and the others ran over to my aid.
"Kid," Jess asked me. "You okay?"
"No," I moaned. "I think I broke my ankle." I looked back. "He's coming!"
"Come on," Detective Phoenix said, helping me up like the others did too. "Get up, hurry!"
I limped as I continued running, trying to ignore the pain shooting up and down my hurt ankle and leg. "Almost there," I chanted to myself as I saw the exit of the church. "Come on, almost there." Just when we were finally about to make it out of here alive, the door closed by itself! "Aw, come on!" I groaned as we all tried to pry the door open, but it was no use.
A dark voice chuckled from behind us, and there he was: The Midnight Man, Pitch. "You're too late, you had your chance. This is your home from now on. They say that darkness is the new light now."
Then from behind him, o
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