I remember...
Once...
When I was little...

My mother told me about a time in history, that was long forgotten...
She said it was so long ago, even the moon may have forgotten...
A time when there was nothing to be afraid of, a time a person could be themselves without frightening people...

A time... that was erased and forgotten...
When I asked why...
She said,"Some things are better left unknown My Darling..."

And even now, I don't know why...
All she ever told me was to hold hope and kindness close to your heart...
And 'He' wont get you...

I thought she meant the Boogeyman...
But now...
I don't know...

Thats the one question that haunts my memories...
I want to know...
About the forgotten past...
...

Pitch let out a long yawn as he walked into the kitchen in a black robe with a yellow sash too keep it tied, and black shorts under it. His usual hair style was down and a bit in his face. He slumped down at the table with a low groan, "Morning daddy" Willow said pouring him a cup of black coffee and setting it down on the table along with a plate of bacon and eggs slightly burnt. Today Willow was dressed in a black puffy blouse with a amber ribbon tied around the collar, a black tutu with white leggings and her usual dress up shoes with red ribbons. Her long hair was kept back with a red hair band with a black rose on it.

"Good morning my darling, how did you sleep?" he asked picking up his cup of coffee as Shadow came in with the morning paper that he snatched from the paper boy and set it on the older Spirits lap. "Like a rock, though Shadow kept kicking me in the head..." she said looking at her helper who whimpered. She filled his bowl with burnt meat and sat it down before him, his tail wagged and he started eating. Willow started washing the dished and put the left over food in the microwave to keep warm.

"Willow, you don't have to wake up early to make breakfast everyday, your aloud to sleep in sweetheart" he said drinking his coffee and reading the paper. He saw an add for a new horror film that was coming out in a week and sighed,"What ever happened to the days where horror was about monsters and gouls, I mean honestly, a horror film about a kidnapped girl...? People find this stuff scary? No wonder children don't believe in everything anymore" he said folding the paper.

"The worlds changing Dad, its not the end of the world, monsters and gouls just aren't that scary anymore." she sighed rolling her eyes, it had been a year since last Halloween, and it had come and gone for another year, it was now November, 2, 2013, and Thanksgiving was coming up. "Dad, don't forget everyone's coming over for Thanksgiving Dinner, so could you help me clean the caverns?"

"Alright Dearest, but why does it have to be here?" he complained for the 10th time this week. "Dad we have been over this ten times, Bunny and Jack live out side, Tooth's place is to small, Sandy's castle will put us to sleep, and Norths elves will get in the way." she said trying not to lose her cool. "Alright, but if I find Frost's tongue down your throat again, you are grounded until Halloween, and he'll be banded from these caverns..." he huffed remembering Christmas Night and finding those two making out under the mistletoe.

"Yes daddy" she said sarcastically, Willow and Pitch were still as close as a father and daughter could get, but when it came to Jack they always seemed to fight. "Well I better get going before the stores open, or they'll sell all the good stuff before I get there," she kissed Pitch's cheek and ran out of the black kitchen,"Don't forget to eat Dad, your too thin as it is..."

Pitch cursed under his breath, he loved Willow, but her cooking was still in the first stage, and that was burning the flavor from the food. But it was nice to have someone cook for him, even though the food was inedible and that person made you wear clothes you don't quite like. Pitch sighed and ate some of the eggs and forced them down.

"Well... she's improving..." he coughed out as tears ran down his face. He had been though so many things for thousands of years, but this was true torture, and he loved Willow to much to be honest about her cooking, everyone was the same, especially after last years Thanks giving dinner.

Willow and Shadow flew through the store looking for the things they needed, even though Thanksgiving was a ways away, Willow like to be prepared,"Shadow, could you get some food for the kitchen, we're running low again." Willow said trying to decide which turkey to get.

{On it, what should I get?}

"Apple, cookies, chips, and some other things, and feel free to get your self some doggie treats and a squeaky toy from the animal department." She said getting the biggest turkey and putting it in the cart with the other stuff.

It was still wrong to steal, but how else were they going to get they're food? Buy it? They didn't have money, plus no one but kids and man-children(Men with minds of kids) could see them. Just because they were immortal doesn't mean they don't need to eat, or need rest, they can only be immortal if they eat and sleep like mortals.

As Willow walked down the canned food isle with her cart a can fell behind her startling her making her wings fluff up. She turned around and walked over to the can and picked it up, it was a can of olives, Willow shrugged and put it in the cart, not even bothering to wonder why it dropped. After a bit the cart was full of everything she needed.

The small spirit decided it was time she went home, she took the cart to the back door and summoned her shadow creatures to carry the food.

Willow flew among the clouds and something flashed by her almost knocking her out of the sky,"What the what!?" she shouted as she looked around for what ever it was, but she didn't see anything, and she felt uneasy as well too. What ever it was made her feathers ruffle, Willow gulped and rushed home along with her nightmares and Shadow.

As she flew over the hole under the bed post she closed her wings and jumped right in, not even bothering to land before hand. She landed on her feet as she reached the bottom and across the room she saw something that made her giggle. Pitch was dressed in a black button up dress up shirt, black pants and shoes, and was trying to tie his yellow neck tie, not to mention failing at it.

Willow opened her wings and flew across the room over to him,"Having trouble Dad..?" she asked as he grunted getting mad. Willow laughed and took each end into her hands"Here let me" she said tying it for him, Pitch crossed his arms and let out a huff. "I don't see why I have to wear clothes like this," he said with his arms still crossed, he was starting to act like a child, he did that every time Willow made him wear normal clothes.

"The cloaks fine when your working, but it wouldn't kill you to at least were this" she said putting her hands on her hips, this was the 20th time she's had to say that in the last 2 days, he was acting like a 5yr old. Its not like she asked him to dress like a British Nobel-men, a shirt and pants wouldn't kill him. "Fine..." he said with a huff, Willow smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Thanks Daddy" Pitch smiled and patted her head. He knew she meant well, but he still didn't like the fact his "daughter" picked out his clothes, he was a grown man and it was embarrassing.

Later that Day Willow went down to Jacks pond to visit him, he wasn't home much because of the rouge nightmares that still ran loose, apparently a hand full had escaped last Halloween and have been causing trouble. Willow carried her basket of home made cookies, which she hoped tasted good.

"Jack! You here!?" she shouted looking around,"Jack?!" she sighed and looked down, he wasn't home, the shadow turned around and walked away, and not a moment sooner had she heard a twig break. "Hello?" she said looking around, she thought she saw someone duck behind a tree, but she couldn't be sure. Willow kept walking through the forest, she was now on her way home.

She hear leaves rustle behind her and she turned around quickly, she didn't see anyone, Willow turned back around and jolted when she saw a boy leaning against a tree only three feet away, he was tossing a dagger in the air and catching it by the blade. "H-Hello..." she said, she was sure the boy could hear her, since he wasn't human.

His skin was white like hers and his eyes were Blood red, he didn't have eyes pupils, and his hair was so black it was turning blue. His ears were pointed, and from the neck down he had a black swirl pattern tattoo. He was dressed in all black and his clothes were ripped at the ends.

"Hello... little shadow..." he said with a smile, the boy walked up to her putting his knife. "I have a message I need yee to pass on to the bigger shadow..." Willow didn't feel safe and backed away from him, the air around this boy made her feathers ruffle.

"No need to be frightened Little Shadow, I will not harm yee," he said talking like he was from the middle ages, he grabbed her by the arm keeping her from retreating any further. "Yee need to tell the Big Shadow to watch himself, he's on thin ice..." he said gripping her arm, "ow..." Willow tried to pull away but he was really strong.

"And if he doesn't... I'll be taking away whats most precocious to him..." he threaten disappearing into the shadows.

"Willow!" she heard someone shout startling her, she was now on edge today. She turned to see Jack and from the bruises he was up against either a horse or a bear nightmare, Willow smiles and ran into his arms and he wrapped them around her lovingly. Willow gave him a small peck of the lips and nuzzled close. "I missed you" she said against his shoulder.

"Sorry, but I got a job to do ya know... but I'll always make time for you Willow, I promise..." he kissed her forehead and smiled. Willow pecked his lips, Jack smiled and gave her a peck too, and it wasn't long until they shared a passionate kiss. The shadow pulled away and started kissing every inch of the frost spirit's face. Jack didn't really mind, her kisses were so warm, he enjoyed it.

Time passed and as noon came, Jack had his head on Willows lap as she read a fairytale to him, they did this often and he would sometimes pretend to be asleep so she would stroke his hair. She was so warm, he missed the warmth his body once had, but when Willow was with him, he felt warm inside.

Willow finished reading and set her book down, "Aaw... over already?" he asked smiling trying to look disappointed. "Afraid so..." she said as she gently stroked his hair, making him smile even more. For now, everything was calm, everything was peaceful...

Everything was perfect for the two lovers...

Jack sat up and leaned in, his cold lips brushed against her hungerly, and he caught her in a kiss. "mmh...!" Willow wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist. Jack trailed the kiss along her jaw and down her neck, he was going to make up for the 300yrs they were apart, and he was loving the way she made him feel sometimes.

His colds hands started to wonder, he gently nipped her neck lovingly making her flinch. Willow ran her fingers through the snow white locks, throwing her head back moaning the snow spirits name as her cheeks became flustered. Jack smiled and laid her down gently, getting on top of her and look into her violent eyes. She was the Queen of Hearts, and he was her Jack...

And he wouldn't have it any other way, he held her close resting his head on her shoulder. Willow smile lovingly and stroked his hair lovingly, Jack always seemed to want to lay on top of her, she didn't mind much, but he was a bit heavy..

She loved being with Jack... but what happened earlier still bothered her...

The boy didn't seem like a spirit... and he wasn't human. "Willow?" Jack looked at her, "Yes?" she asked slowly coming out of thought. "Nothing... never mind..." he said resting against her again.

Willow smiled and shook it off, she continued to stroke his hair until he fell asleep. She laid him down and stood up, she opened her wings deciding to take a quick flight. She flew up into the air and high above the clouds when she was high enough she closed her wings and let herself fall, when she was only a few feet above the lake she opened her wings and flew along the surface of it, dipping her hand into the water as she flew.

It felt good to stretch her wings and fly, but still, she wondered, why did Manny give her wings, and swan wings at that? It was pointless to ask, Pitch was the only one who really talked to him, not even the Guardians could have more then a three word conversion with him. "Mind if I fly with you...?" Jack asked flying with her.

"If you can keep up..." she said flying up into the clouds, and Jack fallowed happily. In they're pass lives the two would always race one another to the small clearing where her mother would read to the children of the village, and even though they were flying it still brought back so many memories. Willow flew faster as Jack chased her.

The shadow hide within the clouds and the snow teen flew in and looked for her, Willow loved playing hide and seek in the clouds, Jack was so cute when he looked lost. The shadow giggled and flew up behind him jumping on his back, the snow spirit let out a surprised yelp and nearly fell out of the sky. He let ot a laugh and held the shadow in his arms.

"Your so cute..." he said giving her a cold kiss on the nose, Willow giggled and nuzzled close, they both flew down and walked hand in hand to the caverns, un aware that they were being watched by something in the shadows...

Ok, phew... all done, happy for that, I hop you all liked it, so please review and I'll get back to you...