~Hey guys update! Sorry it took so long. Like I said this story is very complicated and takes me a bit of time to get the chapters together. So yeah..pretty long epic legendary journey here this is gonna be. Anyways hope you enjoy. As always Russian language is the English prounounciation and not the actual written dialect of Russian. Its different but for the sake of us who do not speak the written Russian language I wrote in English Dialect. Ashling and Jack are not a couple. Repeat, not, a, couple. They are both good friends and Jack is a bit of a an asshole. LOL. I love Jack Frost don't get me wrong he's a perpetual teenager stuck on the edge of adulthood for eternity. So can you imagine being stuck in puberty for eternity hormonal rages, emotional fluctuations from hell, etc. So he's a bit of a little horndog. LOL. Although being a spirit/deity of a children's happiness etc. I doubt he'd be lewd. Also there is a legend that I am going to tie into this story about the Goddess of the moon Selenity and the Prince of Earth Endymion. Some of you are going to shit proverbial bricks and think this is a Sailormoon Crossover. IT IS NOT A SM CROSSOVER. Selenity and Endymion are a legend that go back to ancient Greece from ancient mythology. The creator of sailor moon borrowed this story to write her series. In the anime/Japanese/manga SAILOR MOON the lead character is Serenity not Selenity. Selenity is her mother. Etc. There are differences. Anyways like I said it will be based loosely on the original mythology of Selenity/Endymion. Okay not that that is said enjoy the chapter and keep reading.~

Broken But Still Beating: Part II: Chapter 4

Ashling was a proverbial popsicle by the time they arrived at the North Pole. Literally there was ice on her hood and cloak and her lips were a pale shade of blue. She had stopped shivering some time ago her body just a frozen block now. Even her eyelashes had tiny sprigs of ice there. Jack looked back at her and frowned seeing her frozen form she was immortal so she wasn't dead but he knew that it was not in the least comfortable.

"Ash! I'm sorry I know it's not very comfortable its just a bit farther!" he cried over the harsh winds her only response was fingers twitching slightly. With that, he reached up grasping his own hood and pulled it down further and set his lips in a determined line as he hurried to North's.

North had gotten a notice some time ago that they had detected Jack headed this way on the globe. Per Selene's warning Ashling was to need his protection and his help which he would provide without question. He sipped his favorite cocoa and sat in the control room until their arrival sometime later. He met them at the door and North saw a wore and frozen Jack Frost carrying her on his back and he was taken back to when he first met her when she was alive. Bunny had carried her into his presence in much the same manner.

"Nevertyano baryshyna, must I always meet you half frozen to deaths?" North asked exasperated at the girl's condition

"Well, it is kind of hard for someone not to be frozen to death when you live in a swirling vortex of death!" Jack snapped irritated at him. He was immune to cold but even this he had to admit had been beyond freeze even for him.

"Come, come, the friend doesn't be of the mad. A few moments by fire will warm her. This way." North said leading him to his entertaining hall they had all met before with the fireplace the size of a castle door and multple chairs with animal furs and magical refilling hot chocolate mugs.

Adjacent to his study. North helped Jack by taking Ashling from his back and immediately shivered himself at the coldness of the girl's skin. North immediately sat her in his own large chair directly by the roaring fire and wrapped her in several bear skin rugs and a flannel fleece. He knelt down and quickly off her boots wrapping her stockinged feet and legs in the sea of warmth as well. For the first time, she coughed letting out a shivering breath groaning her eyes fluttering.

North smiled "Aye baryshyna warm yourself." He said gently his large hand patting her head before standing once more to turn to Jack. Jack was already helping himself to a mug of hot chocolate given to him by one of North's Yetis.

"So you, Jack Frost, have met Ashling daughter of Selene?" North asked grinning

"You know her name? How do you know her name?" Jack asked suddenly curious

"Ah. Good questions. What of do you know of Ms. Ashling?" North asked

"Well, she's on some sort of journey, she's immortal like us, rides a giant goose, and she has a mother named Selene. That's about it. Why? Do you know more?" Jack asked suddenly curious and speculating North knew more than he was letting on.

"Aye." North nodded grinning looking at Ashling and feeling excitement welling up in his gut.

"Well then tell me! Like where did she come from, EXACTLY, and whose Selene?" Jack asked his curiosity overwhelming him.

"I cannot my friend. Tis not my story to tell Jack. When Ditya Luny is awake you make ask her." North told him.

"Awe! Geez North." Jack said sounding a bit childish making North chuckle.

"Come my friend. Let us find you the place to rest. Immortal we may be but sleep still calls." North said clapping Jack's shoulder

"Yeah I could get a few winks. That was a long and rough flight and I'm not used to carrying someone along." Jack yawned letting North lead him to another room to get some rest. The Winter Sprite content on letting himself sleep for few hours.

Ashling awoke warm again and she stretched looking around. She didn't startle because she figured when she awoke she would be in North's home. For some reason, she already had a sense of what it would smell, feel, and look like. She looked at her hands and wiggled her fingers then moved the furs and blankets and looked at her toes wiggling the stockinged appendages. She sighed in relief able to feel them again and at how warm they were.

Looking around she was delighted at her surroundings. Somewhere inside her mind sparked memories and hall looked so familiar and so homey not intimidating in the least. The air smelled of a mixture of pine, ginger, and cinnamon. She inhaled taking a deep breath continuing to let her eyes sights wonder. The walls were covered in tapestries of multiple pictures unicorns running across fields next to the seas, warriors fighting on the desert sands, one with streaking lights that could only be falling stars, and on and on with more mystical sights. The very dome of the ceiling though made her gasp in surprise, there was a beautiful portrait of her mother Selene.

Selene sat on a crescent moon and held her hands out giving bright lunar love and silver glow to the lands below. Ashling realized all these tapestries and paintings on the wall were the earth and the cieling was the sky and the rays Selene gave were shinding down on all the creatures and people in the tapestries and paintings. Selene was guiding them and guarding their tales and stories. Ashling was enchanted by this. The fire cracked dragging her gaze away from the scene and she looked towards the doorway and saw North standing there gazing at her as if he were sad.

Ashling cleared her throat and immediately stood to set the furs on the great chair before approaching him. She grabbed her skirt and somehow knew to do a curtsy to him. "My good sir Sante' Clause Northmen, I thank you for your kindness and generosity to me during my journey. My mother, Selene, sends her gratitude and friendship to you."

North chuckled "Ditya Luny you have no need to be so formal. I have known you for a long time. You look just like your mother except the eyes, they are more like a summer sky. Your mother did always love the summers."

Ashling was curious at the familiariarty he spoke with when describing her mother to her. Had they known eachother long? Her mother was as old as the earth almost itself. North seemed like a kind man but when he looked at her there was a depth of sadness in his once bright eyes. THere seemed to be a story there that Ashling wash sure was long and from many centuries ago.

"You must have known my mother a long time then?" Ashling asked curiously

"Yes. We have known eachother long. We are friends and more as time has allowed." North said vaguely but with enough depth to make Ashling understand. They had once been lovers but their duties took them away from one another it seemed. Ashling flushed at the fact she had so boldly requested such intimate information.

"Do not be ashamed. Though we do not tell just anyone we are very much in love and have been for thousands of years. Any daughter that is Selene's is mine as well, if only in name, for I protect everything and adore anything she holds dear." North said coming closer and raising his hand and touching his large fingers to her delicate porcelain cheek.

Ashling normally would have been embarassed by such attention still, as a newborn, new to emotions and physical touch. However with North it was different everything about him was paternal to her she felt his joy, strength, courage, and love for all things and knew she was safe here. She chanced to rise her hand and touching his wrist still so new to affection.

"Thank you." Ashling said and smiled at him

"Of course my dear. Are you hungry? I have fresh cookies and of course, your choice of milk or hot chocolate each is good but I will be honest Ditya Luny...I prefer the chocolate." North said taking her hand in the crook of his arm and leading her in her stocking feet towards his kitchen.

Ashling found herself smiling wider and a shy giggle escaping as she looked forwards to trying her first cup of hot chocolate. North was sadly and at the same time happily reminded of Lucine his lost daughter. He was very well aware that Ashling was not Lucine but to have her, a daughter of Selene, in his home so young and newborn still with the innocence that needed protection he felt Lucine's spirit once more. Many times they would walk to the kitchen like this to have hot chocolate and cookies. It warmed his soul again to have a young one need his protection. He would not let Selene down, or Ashling, he meant was he said that any child of Selene's was his as well. If anyone dare late a finger on this child they would answer to his swords.