His Evil Half

Prologue

The young teenage girl hovered in the air. She had rose pink eyes, lavender locks that flowed down her shoulders, a dark pink striped jacket and a matching dark pink shirt, denim skirt, and pink and white stripy stockings. Her shoes were black low heels. She gazed down at the city below her. She had no idea what happened to her, how she became like this, how she suddenly sprouted a pair of white angel like wings on her back. She was clueless on everything. Why did she have two bows: one pink and one normal? And why couldn't anyone see her?

She felt the purple quiver, full of brown arrows on her back. She had no idea why there were two bows. The normal one was probably used for normal combat, but she didn't need it yet; but the pink one seemed more like a love bow. Once, she tried to help a stray cat, who was about to be killed by a ferocious dog. She had no time to think, so she used the pink bow. It did help the cat, but not in the way she expected it to. Instead of killing the dog, the arrow remained harmless to it, except that it suddenly pounced on the cat and started licking it like as though it had just found its owner.

The teenager stared up into the sky. It was night; the moon shone brightly in the sky. Who am I? She wondered. Could you please tell me?

She didn't know why she was like this, or what her purpose was. The only fact that she knew about herself was her name. Vanessa Rose. How did she know this? The moon told her so. But what he didn't tell her was that she would no longer be invisible, unnoticed by everyone soon enough, and by then, she would have gotten a nickname…the Cupid.

Splashfire99: Okay, that was weird. It's not every day you think of a teenage Cupid, do you? And I haven't thought of a reason of how that nickname came about. This is just a story that I abruptly decided to start, because I was itching to write a Rise Of The Guardians fanfic. (Seriously… the movie rocks!) Sorry if this first chapter was a bit confusing…