Sorry about not updating A Potion Master's Observance, but I've been on some major writer's block for that. So I was going through some Rise of the Guardians stuff and started thinking about this. I'm gonna continuously update whenever I feel like it and we'll see where this goes.
Here we goes!
It had been a a while since the defeat of Pitch, and it was well into autumn. It was during one of the now monthly Guardian meetings that North's mind had decided to ponder something.
When all the children of the world had started to stop believing, they had all become greatly weakened.
Everyone but Jack.
And, now that he thought about it, up until the Pitch catastrophe, Jack hadn't had any believers at ALL. Yet he had still had the energy in order to use his powers, as was proved by "The Blizzard of '68".
So just how powerful could Jack become? He had defeated the Boogieman, who was almost at the height of his power, with a scarce 7 believers. Even without any believers, Jack had been able to stand up to Pitch, all by himself.
North gazed at the white-haired teen that was currently flying through the air laughing without care, as he stayed out of reach of the adoring mini-fairies. At that moment, he knew that, behind the youthful look, the carefree laughter and joyous smile, Jack was one of the most powerful beings he had ever been in the presence of.
He shuddered lightly inwardly at the thought. North was truly grateful that Jack was fighting on their side.
Ugh, probably the shortest thing I'll ever write... hopefully.