Hello, Welcome to Invisible, my Rise of the Guardians brainchild of sorts. I've been working on this for about a month and I've only gotten around to posting it to Fanfiction today. It's been on DeviantArt for... *Checks watch* a month? Well, here it is. Enjoy!
It had been nearly a year since Pitch had been defeated, and Jack and the other guardians had gone about their lives:
Tooth was busy rebuilding her kingdom, with so many new teeth coming in it was sometimes difficult to place the teeth stolen by Pitch to where they belonged. But Tooth loved every second of it, that is of course when she wasn't in the field with Baby Tooth.
North kept busy keeping the somewhat chaotic elves in line as well as managing the yeti's toy production. Designing the toys had become easier, having seen the children awake he found himself newly inspired, seeing greater wonder than ever before.
And Bunnymund? He started preparing for the new Easter hardly a week after they had turned the lights on the Boogyman. Needless to say the following Easter more than made up for the previous. And though he would never have admitted it, Jack caught him smiling at Sophie, ruffling her hair and affectionately calling her a "Little Ankle biter" that day.
Nothing seemed to have changed with the Sandman. Nobody had heard, or rather seen, him say otherwise. He continued giving sweet dreams to the children of the world, chasing the nightmares away and ushering a beautiful new day.
Jack himself seemed unchanged, although he was seen now. He finally had the very thing he had been craving for centuries. And what seemed best of all to him was that he could still play with Jamie and the other children, in fact it was his job now. But sometimes he still felt lonely, like there was something missing. The kids who had been there the night they battled Pitch believed in him so fiercely he knew they'd be able to see him until the day they died. But the older kids seemed to forget him or never believe in the first place. And that is what this story is about: being unseen and unheard.
"Good bye Jack!" "See ya tomorrow!" "Night!"
Jack smiled at the tuckered out children walking home, each of them had a huge smile stretched across their faces. One by one they left until the only child left was Jamie, who stood by Jacks' leg waving goodbye to the others. As the last child faded out of sight, JAme looked up at the Guardian and smiled: "Lets go home Jack." Jack returned the affection, messing the younger boy's hair. This was his favorite part of the day.
"WHOOOOOHOOO!" Jamie screamed, clinging to the King of Frost as he whisked them over the clouds. "I know, right!" Jack exclaimed, his bright blue eyes flashing with joy. Jack turned onto his back, holding tighter than usual to his staff, watching Jamie sit in the crook, and shout towards him. "You really get to do this all the time?" he asked. "Yeah, makes the whole invisible thing worth it sometimes." Jack laughed, "Time to take you home Squirt." The two soared above the clouds, sweeping over the town of Burguss. finally reaching Jamie's house. Jack set the boy down the street from his home. Jamie gave Jack a quick hug before running inside waving.
Jack sighed and leaned on his staff. Even before Pitch and becoming a Guardian, there had always been something about Jamie. I knew it even then. He floated into the sky, watching as his friend curled into bed, perching in a tree, watching the boy until he fell asleep. It wasn't long before Sandman came with his droves of dream sand. The remarkable display was different every night and even after hundreds of years it never ceased to amaze him. Dinosaurs and unicorns filled the streets, while kites and butterflies filled the air. More and more creatures and thoughts filled the air with each child the Sandman visited. "Sandy! Over here!" Jack called out, flying up to the Sandman's cloud. Sandy waved and greeted Jack with excited symbols over his head. "And hello to you too." Jack chuckled, nudging the elder Guardians shoulder. "Do you think you can turn a little of that over there?" he asked. A golden checkmark appeared over Sandy's head as he left a golden trail leading towards Jamie's room. The boy smiled in his sleep and his dream appeared in the golden sand: his memories from earlier of him and Jack flying over their home. The Sandman gave Jack a look and the teen smiled, "Yeah. He does mean that much to me."