SawakoKuronuma1998

Author's note: I know I said in the description of the first chapter that these would be written from two perspectives, but that was a year ago and I lost motivation to do that, so...It will only be written from the main character's POV. Thanks and enjoy! I awoke to the light of early morning hitting my eyes, blinding me awake. With a yawn, I slowly stretched and sat up, my chocolatey brown curls settling all over the place. Moving the hair from my face, I sleepily crawled out of bed, once again stretching the sleep out. It took me a moment to realize just where I was. With a small start, I finally noticed that I wasn't in my bedroom at hom

As the wind howled around me, I pulled my cloak closer to my body, holding the basket close. Leading my horse ahead, I glanced around the path for any indication that I was going the correct way. I pulled out my map again, checking to see if I had perhaps maybe made a wrong turn somewhere along the way. I glanced down at my basket of pastries, biting my chapped lip. I was currently on my way to make a delivery for my father's bakery, and it seems that I had gotten myself lost. A small sigh escaping my lips, my only hope at the moment was that I could maybe come along a cottage of some sort and perhaps ask for directions. I only hoped that it

What's this? An update!? Momo is still a alive!?!??! Yeah, yeah, I know this is extremely late coming and I am so so so so os osssosos ssoso sorry for that. I've been super duper busy with school and everything, and then my weekends just kind of turn into a relaxation time for me, so I completely forgot to update. In fact, I forgot I even had a deviantart for awhile. Again, I am so so sorry. But now you get to enjoy the looooong awaited finale! Yay! ~ Jacks' P.O.V ~ I heard Pitch yell one last time before we flew out of the ever-sinking lair, his scream echoing and reverberating throughout the cavern. (Name) slightly cringed, obviously no

~Jack's P.O.V~ I whipped around, staff in hand and ready to go. I cast my gaze down to the ground below as Pitch slithered from the shadows, a cocky smirk glued to his face. "Honestly, Jack, I knew you were stupid, but to literally walk right into my trap is just a bit ridiculous," he cackled, the smirk on his face only growing in intensity. "Oh, please. I knew all along this was a trap set up for me; you're not as clever as you think, Pitch. But now that you have me, let (Name) go. You don't have any use for her anymore!" I demanded, rage seething in my eyes. There was no way I would let this monster torment (Name) any longer. "Now, now,

Rustle. Crack! Snap! My eyes darted the around the area, scanning for any enemies of which might have caused the noises. Oh, please, get a grip (Name). It's just animals. There's nothing there. Grooowll... I snapped my head in the direction of the noise, climbing to my feet in a heartbeat. Soundlessly, I drew my sword from its sheath, ready to strike whatever creature lurked in the shadows beyond. The blade shone in the limited moonlight, the edge sharpened to perfection. A single bead of salty sweat crawled down the side of my face, clearly showing my nerves and fear to the enemy. Humid air flew into my lungs through my nose as I made

Appalled. That was the first emotion that came to my being. The second was fear, of course. "So, you mean to tell me that you kidnapped me?!" "Well, I wouldn't call it kidnapping. I mean, after all, you aren't really a kid, are you?" A low chuckle emanated from his direction; he was mocking me. Now I was beginning to get a little pissed off. "Why did you bring me here; of what use am I to you?" I pondered, reaching out to grab one of the metal bars. At first I only touched air, but after some scooting-and-searching I eventually found the cool, round, metallic surface and gripped it, standing. "The answer to your question is simple, 'Snowfl

I turned my head in the direction of the sound, seriously wondering who the intruder could be. I gripped the sheets under me, the pain and blood of my foot long forgotten. I felt a rising twist grow in my chest. Fear. "Listen, I don't know who you are or how you got into my room, but please, just leave me. I'd be of no use to you; I'm blind, after all!" I nervously laughed, wishing Jack would hurry with that bandage. "Oh? The little girl is blind? Now, that could be quite the advantage for me. After all, we're more scared of that which we cannot see." I heard a low chuckle emanate from the direction of the voice, and in that instant I felt

~~  A/N: Oh my goodness, guys. I just realized I switched reader's POV from Second (first chapter) to First-person! (Second chapter.) I'm really sorry about that! ; A ;. First-person is my preferred style when writing reader-inserts, so I just automatically started writing like that. Tell me if you'd like for me to switch POV in the first or second and third chapters.  ~~ I turned my head slightly, feeling Jack's soft tufts of hair against my shoulder, neck, and chin. As I heard his breathing slow to a steady pattern, I could tell he had fallen asleep. Smiling a little bit, I marked my page and closed the book, setting it down next to me on