1: Unexpected
It was cold, clear, and perfectly snowy outside, amongst it all was Jack Frost. White hair, blue eye, sparkling teeth as always. It was just another night for him flying through the city, which city you may ask. Well, he didn't know or care, it was just another nice night if you asked him. Okay fine, it was New York. A snowy night on New York. Almost blizzard like when you flew around fast as him. Definitely not an airplane night.
The teenage spirit let out a shout of pleasure as he pointed downwards going at an unknown speed, but boy was it fast. And fast meant fun, perfect for Jack. Never in his years had he felt so free, free from Pitch, free from constant nagging front Bunny, and free from everything else in life. It was just going to a night to enjoy himself in the middle of fall. What could a bit of snow possibly hurt around this time of year?
Streets, people, lights, buildings. Oh boy wasn't this New York Jack thought to himself. For once going straight through people wasn't so bad, at least he wouldn't hurt anyone. That was unless he had a believer who was out this late at night. Either that or if by any chance he ran into another spirit.
Jack had become more sociable when it came to his fellow spirits. There were so many he had met over the course of a few years. Let's see, there were the twins Lucky and Patrick of St. Patrick's day, Isaac Everything who just knew a lot but barely knew himself, and of course the guardians just to name a few.
But there were still a few spirits that the guardians said were not to be interacted with. Those ones were Nightshade, the April fool, Trick and his sister Treat, Scarlet Red, Emma Suffering, and her twin brother Aaron Prolonged. The list went on but Jack could only name a few. He had noticed an odd amounts of twins on both of those lists. He guessed some things just need other things to work properly.
It must be nice though, never being alone, not like he was for a bit more than 300 years. Then he became a guardian, he got a family. That family gave him friends, and now here he was happy and flying free just like a bird through the air and streets.
Back to restricted spirits, there were one other thing Jack had to watch out for. Spirits could range from good to evil, but demons were always going to be demons. At least according to the guardians. Demons, demons and spirits hated each other. It was to the point where Pitch black would rather spend the day with all the guardians powerless than demons. Jack knew nothing about demons and never met one though, but being honest he wanted to know more about them. Why did all the spirits and demons even hate each other so much in the first place?
Just then a snowflake hit Jack in the eye causing him to stop on the middle of the street, boy did he feel like a real person again. Surrounded by all those people, he never wanted to go back to loneliness ever again. He decided for a little bit then start flying again. The flake made him look a around, he was in a park. The trees we covered in snow along with the dead having a thin layer of snow as well. An old bronze color statue of a man probably nobody recognized was starting to become covered as well. Yep the snow sure was coming down alright.
The air that night was breathtaking to say the least, Jack enjoyed the cool freshness of it. Just a few more seconds of the air and then it was back to flying through the night. Hey maybe tonight would be the night, the night that Manny would finally speak to him. He said one thing to him during his entire time as a spirit Manny had only spoken to him once, the other guardians had probably spoken to them more than once. Or was it just a one time deal and he had gotten the short end of the stick. It could be worse, what would it be like if no one had spoken to him, was it like that for any other spirits?
Jack looked at one of the trees, he just had to. He walked over and tapped one end of his staff on the large trunk as a grin started to grow then freeze onto his ice pale lips. Frost instantly covered the tree. Jack enjoyed every second of watching the magic of winter do its thing. He loved watching the happiness winter brought to the children, that brought happiness to him like an adrenaline shot. Now the tree was entirely decorated with curving fern like frost patterns.
His foot swung around, despite the snow you could still see the stars, Jack just like anyone else had to squint. They looked pretty when you just took a moment to stop and stare, although admittedly they'd probably look a lot better if it wasn't snowing out right now.
We'll it was definitely time for Jack to get back up high in the sky and start flying around again. One phrase and it was straight back up. "Wind, take me up!" He called out. Instantly wind scooped him up in the air. Okay so he had wind all the time he was alone, but it still would've been nice if wind maybe could've talked a bit more. (Not like wind talked anyways.)
Just as Jack barely got into the air he saw something barely in the distance speed down past him, he jumped back putting his hands up nearly dropping his staff. What was that he asked himself, he had to look down.
Something was falling, and it was falling fast. Jack dived down hearing the wind hiss in his ears as the thing came down even faster. His eyes widened, was that a person, an animal, or was it even another spirit perhaps! He didn't know, it looked wrapped in feathers or something, but there were a pair of feet sticking out of it. Jack and wind knew what to do, Jack shot like a dart towards it as fast as possible. It was feathers, he reached out his arm with wind pulling it back to his body.
His hand came into contact with what was in front of him. The feathers felt soft and cold. But instantly the moved as whatever was inside was now aware of the situation sprang to life. Jack soon discovered something, at the moment he might've been looking at an angel.
Her hair was a pale pink, and her right eye was red while the other one had a layer of bandages over it. The dress she was wearing was almost white with barely any sleeve, and over her right arm was dark metal armor. Her eye starred blank and confused into his, he had to admit she looked beautiful. He really hoped he wasn't blushing at the moment.
She didn't have time for this though as her body turned around as she was heading straight for the ground. Jack followed not her really knowing what to do or say. Getting nearer to the ground she spread her wings out wide in slow flaps to slow herself down until both feet were flat on the ground. She took a few breaths as she grabbed her left arm and let go all effort standing up. Jack took a few steps closers to her, obviously she was hurt.
Now he saw all of her, two brown wings from out her back, her hair was short and uneven with her bangs covering her left eye. She didn't look back at Jack. He watched her for a small amount of time not wanting to make the situation worse, he really didn't know what to make of it.
"Uhm," He looked at her, her head looked up at him like she was surprised. She starred at him hugging her knees while sitting. "Do you need any help?" Jack asked extending a his hand out to her. She looked down at it scowling the up at him.
She closed her eye. "No!" Jack Jumped back, she shouted at him like she was angry with Jack. "I mean, don't look at me! Just go away!" she turned her body completely away from him. What exactly does someone say to something like that?
"Sorry, but you just fell who knows how many feet through the air. You think you'd probably be pretty hurt." Jack was slightly annoyed at her, just a thank you would be nice. She looked up back at him, there was fear in her eye. But why? Then she just gave him a glare and turned her head away from him. "You know I'm not going to hurt you right?"
"I said go away!" she shouted without even looking at Jack. Wow she definitely was different from the other spirits, for starters a lot angrier. It was worse than Bunny, at least even he had first met he only seamed skeptical but she was just completely rejecting. But why?
Jack really didn't want to just abandon her, she looked like she was freezing. Like wearing metal would help any of that. "I'm not just going to leave you here you know." He said smiling. He just leaned against his staff waiting for a reply from her.
"Just leave me alone, please." She mumbled not turning her head this time. "I don't want your help, I don't want you."
Jack didn't know what to make of it. He decided to sit down beside her to if that'd help him helping her. "Okay then who do you want?" He presumed that was where to start. The girl curled herself up more in response.
"Not you." She mumbled angrily. Jack was slightly annoyed, but his felt that he needed to help whoever this spirit or angel was.
"Well I kinda guessed that already, but seriously I want to help you. C'mon, please just talk to me?" He smiled, she looked back at him meekly. "I'm Jack Frost." She just continued to stare into his eyes.
"I'm not telling you, go away!" she was still not willing to interact with him at all. That annoyed him.
"Well obviously you're just little miss rainbows and sunshine." He huffed back at her sarcastically. He was starting to get tired of these sort of responses.
"You're stupid." At this point she had given up even trying to avoid talking with him. "Leave me alone." Never mind, she was still trying Jack thought. He shrugged in response, we'll he didn't exactly think he was the sharpest tool in the shed.
"I'm just going to ignore that for now, so who are you even looking for? I might be able to help you find them." He explained slowly, she looked at him like she was now interested in what he had to say.
"Are you one of them?" she gave him an immensely perplexed look. Jack turned his head not knowing what she meant.
"What are you talking about?" Jack got a little bit closers to her, she didn't even seam to notice it at all.
"Demon or spirits, what are you?" she looked at him, and what was she?
"I think I'm a spirit." He responded, like he knew all that much about it. "And what are you?"
"Me." She stated. Wow was she an odd case. Jack figured she didn't trust him, so this was slightly expected of her. For now though she was an angel.
"Well you look like an angel." He smiled shrugging, she blushed a little at the compliment. There it was, she was smiling. Jack laughed under his breath. He felt like he was warming up on the inside a little bit. "Admit it, you were smiling." He grinned raising a finger.
She dug her head deeper in her knees obviously embarrassed by Jack pointing it out. "Leave me alone now." Even her tone was sounding like she was embarrassed.
Jack waited and thought. There was only one way to get her some help. "Okay fine, I'll leave you alone." And with that he flew away. Not away perhaps, but simply just up. Once higher in the air he chuckled to himself. "Yeah, that's what you think. Wind down, but please be quiet."
She looked around , he wasn't there. Jack had really left her alone? She unfolded her body, wow the feeling in her knees and feet was super weird. She stepped pushing herself upwards and onto her flat foot on the ground. Woah, going up felt like a rush all at once in the head. Then came a sharp pain, she grunted. Left arm, both wings, dammit no flying for now!
Oh man that's really going to complicate things. She sighed, maybe she should've been more welcoming to Jack, nope. She knew who she was looking for, and they were definitely not a spirit. Jack would've hated her because of it she thought, he was a spirit. Jack Frost wasn't a demon's name or any of the other types of people who existed here.
Spirits were not able to see what was really the truth, they were always too blind and judging. They would never change their ways of thinking either. The truth was that not everyone different from them was a demon, there were dark spirits and monsters too. That's why she preferred not to talk to other spirits, or demons.
Just one of them, and she had to find him. They had protected her, and she protected them as well. They worked well together, and they had been separated.
One step. Everything hurt in an instant again. She let out even more grunts of pain, each small step holding more pain and discomfort to come. At least there was no more annoyance of Jack, at least he seamed nice. But he'd probably judge. They all did.
She has to stop, panting. It just hurt too much to keep going forward. Biting down on her lips hard as tears formed in her eyes, she clutched her now noticeably battered side. She could feel her heart absolutely throbbing and burning in her chest. She was surprised that she hadn't fully collapsing at this point. Just had to keep going, despite all of the pain, at this point her armor was digging into her right arm with all the dents and chipped spots and other things forming new and reopening cuts and skin injuries.
Why the hell! Of all times why now? She knew she had to find him, but at the same time she was on the run. Everyone has enemies, there were spirits and one demon with a particular luster for vengeance against her. Like she needed to be found or just bleed out at the moment. It was awful, feeling like you couldn't go on but still too hesitant to stop yourself.
A mere yet surprisingly loud snap of a twig caused her to be surprised enough to jump. She spun around instantly, there the hell he was. Why now Jack, not when you're in danger.
Okay wind definitely needed to be a lot more gentle next time. She shot Jack a glare, he smiled back nervously. They both knew that Jack wasn't supposed to be there, that left a silence between them for moments. Jack was nervous, she looked like she was going to punch him, chances were she might've. But she surprisingly just stayed silent glaring at him. It still left him nervous though.
"Stop." She said grimly proceeding to turn and walk away from him. What exactly does someone say to something like that, just how do you respond?
Jack knew how, get had to get her some sort of help for the girl's injuries, how did she even get them, and maybe help her find out more about who she was and who she was looking for. Maybe North would know who exactly she was, he knew about a lot of different spirits.
"You've got to be kidding me, look at you!" He placed a hand on her right shoulder. Finding it uncomfortable to have this kind of contact she swung her shoulder back as hard as she could. Jack let out a painful yelp, he looked at his hand to see blood. The armor had cut his left hand, good thing he was right handed. The girl looked at his hand surprised, he looked at her shoulder. It looked both bruised and cut.
"I just- I'm sorry!" she stammered grabbing the other side of Jack's hand to take a look, not too deep but still looked like it hurt. Jack pulled it back giving a small grunt. It almost felt like it was burning his hand off. To think it was the smaller injuries that were the most noticeable.
"See, this is what it's doing to your arm!" He said biting on his lips slightly. He looked straight into her eyes fiercely (or at least he tried to), she looked slightly intimidated at him. She then just shook her head for a second just before responding.
"Who cares-"
"I do!" He blurted out genuinely concerned. He couldn't believe someone would say something like that! The girl looked shocked and amazed at how he reacted to her saying it. She never would have thought that someone like him would ever react that way. Could she really trust him, maybe. "And I want to help you!"
"Why?" she said in a low tone. It couldn't be true, it just could not be. Not like this, no one was supposed to.
"Why not! I want to help you, why can't you just let me?" He said finally letting a bit out his frustrations. He had to wonder why was she being so daunting? She once again starred in his eyes, Jack let his eyes and face do the talking. It was really the only thing that could say more information about this.
The girl grabbed the sides of her head and looked downwards. "No, no, no, no. This was all a big mistake, I don't want your help. I don't have enough time for this." She was completely shutting him out of everything going on with her. Nope, this just couldn't happen. Jack didn't know what to do anymore. He just felt completely lost at the moment.
She stopped for a moment to take a few breaths, Jack felt out of place and confused more than evet. Was she okay, he meant in the head kind of okay. He just wanted to help her, what did she have against that? She turned her head upwards and looked at him, please don't kill me was the only thought on his mind. She looked like she was going to say something but was very hesitant to talk.
Then she finally said something. "Jack."
"Yes?" He replied, her eyes looked at his desperately.
"I'm sorry." She said.
"Sorry for wha-" just as he was abut to finish his sentence a metal gauntlet came striking the side of Jack's face, knocking him unconscious.
A.N. Welcome to the first chapter. So what do you think, it's been a living nightmare getting to post this. I've been dealing with a little pervert problem lately on another Fandom I used to post on. Now I don't, that'll give me some more time to work on some of my other stuff. As in before I was juggling 3 different stories at once, now it's really only 2.
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