Burning Red (ROTG)
Christmas was designated by Santa Claus-Father Christmas-St. Nick-whatever you call him. He was a full grown man at that time, just regular Nicholas St. North, Russian man who made and sold little toys in his small shop. The day Jesus was born was the day twenty years later that his wife gave birth to their daughter. When she was still a baby the mother died and the father became the Guardian of Wonder. He moved to the North Pole, built up a huge, magical shop full of elves and yetis and toys, and became Santa Claus. He raised a daughter for the next 18 years, and then she was tricked and stolen from him. I was trapped for 1,500 years, 4 months, and 23 days. It’s been 500 years since I escaped. I can’t remember my home, or even my parents. All I have are eight words swirling in the back of my throat, and I’m not even sure if they’re real. But I need someone to protect me now, because I’m scared and alone, so I decided to follow the children.
So I actually wrote this about two years ago, so I apologize that it is not one of my finer works but it's been asked for so I figured what the heck.
I do not own Rise of the Guardians of any of its characters, I only own my characters (Rudii and Ally). All rights Reserved. Rating to be safe, mild swearing.