Important note that everyone must know before reading!

This story takes place days before Jack met Jamie.

Although it was spring, snow came down to the island of Berk with a gleeful spirit hailing the streets with snow. Jack Frost was merrily flying through the streets of Berk, blasting wind inside a room where a peculiar brunette was resting in his slumber.

"Arghhh," the brunette woke up, startled by the wind that blew his face with a cold frost.

Meanwhile, the Frost spirit loitered in the streets of Berk sending cold unintentional frost to the ground as he tried to avoid the people who were bustling down the streets despite of the cold wind beside them. Jack knew these people couldn't see him and even touch him for that matter, but he hated the feeling of being passed through making him feel like he was nothing but a gust of air. Jack hated the fact that for three hundred years, no one could see him. Or so he thought.

"Come on Fishlegs, we're just having a little fun." a buffy boy grabbed the boy named Fishlegs by the his collar and instead of giving Fishlegs a beating, the buffy boy gave him a painful flick on the cheeks. Repeatedly.

"C-C-Cut that o-out Snotlout!" Protested Fishlegs as he held his arms up submissively. Snotlout smirked as he let go of Fishlegs' collar and gave him a good punch in the gut, the fats in Fishlegs belly repelled the impact but the pain was still there.

"What's wrong Fishlegs? Can't have a little fun?" Snotlout sneered as he looked down at the boy as he gave a last shove and walked away, smiling madly and guffawing at his victim. Looking at the scene Jack couldn't help but be angry at Snotlout, angry for cornering and abusing his big fat victim. The last words that Snotlout barfed out sent Jack a grin to his lips.

"You wanna have fun, huh Snotface?" jeered Jack as he hovered upside down above the teen.

Jack knew he couldn't be heard but it didn't matter anyway. With a blast of icy snow at the bottom, Snotlout gave a yelp. "OKAY WHO DID THAT?!"

Snotlout turned to his rear but to avail no one was near him, nor at least, anyone in earshot.

Jack stood a couple of steps in front of Snotlout, although Snotlout's vision passed through his figure. Oddly enough, Jack enjoyed the torment of the scared Snotlout who looked side by side to find his attacker. Jack grabbed a pile of snow from beside him and formed a snowball.

"Let's have a little fun."

Jack blew frost to the snowball and threw it to Snotlout square in the face. Snotlout was terrified for he knew the direction of his attacker was just in front of him but no one was there. Except for the amused spirit of winter, Jack Frost. Snotlout hurriedly turned around and made a sprint away from what he deemed a ghost that haunted him in the broad daylight, slipping flat on his face in the process. Jack snickered at the sight of a scurrying bully. Jack flew back to Fishlegs, who limped with pain as he went walking to town.

Jack walked with Fishlegs as what he usually do when he was bored, following people.

Jack nodded at Fishlegs with relief as the fat boy was limping with pain no more. Now that he thought about it, people here had humorous name such as Fishlegs who looked like a fish out of the water and such small legs, and Snotlout with a snot face.

"Hiccup!" Fishlegs waved at the lanky teen who was approaching them or particularly, approaching Fishlegs. Jack stood still as Fishlegs draw closer to the Hiccup lad. '

Hiccup?' Jack mocked at the name, another ridiculous certainly ridiculous name he has ever heard so far. Yet Hiccup's name was not the reason why Jack stopped his tracks.

It was because at the sight of Hiccup that made the hairs at the back of his neck stand up, giving him cold shivers through his spine. Which was certainly odd for he was cold and frost himself, the feeling of shivering was new to Jack. There was something peculiar about the boy, something special. Something giving off a lingering feeling about the lad. Jack peered at Hiccup not moving from his spot, frightened that the feeling would grow more intense.

The lanky lad had shaggy brunette hair that stood up in the most unusual places. Beautiful emerald green eyes that was emphasized by his freckles that scattered across his face as if it was constellations in the night sky. Those slender neck that connected his head and his droopy shoulders. Jack couldn't help but stare how girlish the boy's figure was.

Hiccup felt a pair of eyes staring at him, as if it was piercing his sides. Hiccup looked across Fishlegs and saw a white haired guy around his age, gaping at him. Jack forgot that he was, possibly, invisible to Hiccup and averted his gaze and slid through the icy streets of Berk using his staff to make a path for him. Practically bare footed skating away, away from Hiccup.

"-iccup? HICCUP!" Fishlegs snapped his fingers in front of Hiccup's face as he snapped out of trance.

"Who was that?"

"Who was what?" Fishlegs was confused.

"The pale white haired guy you were walking with not a minute ago!" Hiccup's arms flailing at the statement. Fishlegs looked at Hiccup as he was joking, but he wasn't. Hiccup rarely joked around.

"What are you talking about? A white haired guy? Walking with? " Fishlegs asked with bewilderment "Well, I did see an old man with white hair down a few blocks." he continued.

"Not an old man Fishlegs! A guy just our age!" Hiccup's arms shook above his head and resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he dropped his arms on his side droopily.

"I've never seen anyone with white hair, Hiccup. Let alone walked together with one."

"But you just did, Not too long ago!" Hiccup was now giving unusual gestures with his hands. "Yeah, and I'm just hallucinating early in the morning." Hiccup rolled his eyes sarcastically.

Fishlegs clearly did not understand him. So Hiccup just sighed and said, " Come on or we'd be late for class." And with that they dashed towards the location of their school. Today was apparently the last day of class and everyone had to attend the closing ceremony.

As the day dragged on, All Hiccup could think of was the white haired lad. Pale skin as if it was never touched by sunlight, and looked as if it was semi-transparent as the purple veins were evident in the lad's body. the piercing blue eyes as Hiccup caught it staring at him. The disheveled white hair, looking natural as if it wasn't dyed at all! And his face was most unbelievably attractive that it was impossible for anyone not to notice him. His body was one thing, but his selection of clothes was another! Who would dare wear a light clothing such as a blue hoodie and worn out brown jeans in the middle of a cold spring snow! Hiccup was certainly baffled. To top that the white haired lad was certainly wearing no shoes, practically barefooted on top in the pile of snow! Hiccup had never seen anyone such as mad as the white haired lad.

By now, Hiccup was already walking down the streets towards his house when suddenly he found a blue flash of familiar clothing above him.

"Was he FLYING?" Hiccup was certainly amazed as his gaze followed the white haired teen who was above him, oblivious by the fact that someone did see him. Jack did some fascinating stunts, preforming a well rounded somersault like the lazy back, where Snotlout used Hiccup as a landing. It did give Hiccup shivers as he remembered the thought of Snotlout's bottom landed to him. With one last crash dive Jack triumphantly landed on his feet, unlike Snotlout noted Hiccup, sending fern-like patterns of frost which Hiccup totally took note of in his head.

"strange." Hiccup thought to himself.

In the rest of the afternoon all Hiccup did was to follow the white haired lad, to know more of this teen. Hiccup make up in to a great stalker, fast and stealthy as he could be. Thankful for the fact that he was thin, so that he could hide into place where he never thought himself to be in.

As Hiccup observed the lad, one thing was straight. The teen was more mischievous than Tuffnut and Ruffnut combined! Better stay out of his way, Hiccup thought but it didn't stop him from following the white haired man.

It was already dark by the time Hiccup realized where he was headed, he was on a steep cliff below him was the cove where he used to hide whenever he and his father had fights. Hiccup slid down the steep silently as he could and hid behind a mossy boulder.

Jack was enchanted by the beautiful landscape of the cove. A part of Berk he recently knew, for centuries he had been in the island sending powerful blizzards that could kill a man. Jack never liked to stay in a place for too long, he wondered what made him stay there for the rest of the day. He had set another cold snow making layers of blanket covered the island of Berk. He walked over lake as he froze the water with his feet and strode helplessly his staff hitting the now frozen water, sending ripples to the unfrozen part of the lake. Hiccup again took note of this. "okay, so he freezes water as if it was nothing and sends snow. Who the heck is this guy. or spirit , whatever he is." Hiccup debated with his self behind the boulder, as he peered at the spirit, blessed with the darkness the covered him completely.

"Why am I here, moon?" Jack said as he looked up to se the moon shining down on him. The moon brought Jack to life, the fact that Jack didn't know why. The moon never told him anything, anything except his name. Moon glowed, giving the cove a heavenly lighting, in which Jack thought that Man in Moon was making musing with him.

"shit" Hiccup thought as he hid to the boulder back again.

"Why can't anyone see me. Why can't anyone ever believe in me?" Jack shook his head down, giving one last bust of frost designing the cove with snow. with that Jack flew away from Berk. Away from Hiccup who leapt away from the boulder he was hiding to ask why no one could see him. why no one would believe in him.

"why?" Hiccup asked Jack who was now miles away.

He is Jack Frost. Man in Moon told Hiccup as he laid on the ground facing the moon.

"He is Jack Frost?" trying to process what the moon to him " You mean, THE Jack Frost?" Hiccup sat up his eyes still on the moon. Hiccup didn't believe it. All his life he'd be wondering what Jack Frost looked like, an undead scourge of a skeleton perhaps riding on a snow white horse? Or a troll or a goblin, all of those thoughts flashed through Hiccup's eyes. Jack Frost who he had always hoped to see was an attractive white haired lad. The appearance of Jack Frost totally baffled Hiccup.

"What did he mean, Manny?" Hiccup asked the moon, who nonchalantly answered.

"Soon..." And the heavenly glow around the cove began to subside, leaving Hiccup in deep thought. Hiccup knew Manny wasn't going to give him answers because that's what Manny always do. To let things happen, by it's free will.

What did he mean by soon?

If there were any misuse of words and any grammatical error, please do forgive me because English isn't my mother tongue. I speak the filipino language and thank you very much for reading. I really dont know how things work here, urghhhhh. ( /* A *)/