Writer's Note:

Hello guys! Thanks for opening up this story and I give you guys a bunch of thanks! It means a lot to me that you read this! I have HUGE plans for this story and have been thinking through this quite a lot. I want to thank CartoonCaster21 for helping me decide on what idea I should use (I had two separate ideas) she really did help, so this chapter is for her, and anyone else who loves Rise of the Guardians. The story will probably take a long time to progress, and I promise I won't rush it too much, so you won't see my OC in quite awhile.

Summary:

A few years later after the Guardians defeat Pitch, Jack Frost in the middle of his morning frost route, found a lost dog, with no owner in sight. Since the dog wouldn't take no for an answer, he reluctantly brings the dog with him to the Guardians meeting. When Jack's staff becomes missing, and Pitch's nightmares return, the dog takes him on a wild adventure he will never forget. Which finally leads him to the culprit of the crime. Jack finds himself getting closer to the culprit and to Pitch's plan. (AU story of Jack's past) OCX Jack Frost

Chapter 1: Prologue

I don't really remember where I was exactly, all I thought of was the sound of my bare feet crunching against some crispy leaves.

"Autumn."

I hated the ring to that word, "winter" sounded so much more refreshing. Fall was one of the seasons that brought 'some' ice, but not enough to satisfy my taste. Well, I did get to have some fun with frosting the pumpkins sitting on the curbs of the driveways. I crunched my toes, making sure they were still opposable, and decided to sit at a nearby dark park bench. A grin crept up my face from the little boy and girl playing together in the sandpit. Their loud squeaky voices rang through my pink tinged ears.

"Sammy! You ruined my shovel!"

"No I didn't you brought it here like that!"

"Liarrrrrrrr!"

"I'm not a liar! Mommy!" Sammy whined his small chubby face splashed with red from the cold air. His mother came running towards the little boy, and scolded him under her breath. I enjoyed watching the small gestures, and movements of the kids talking, my mouth forming a smile and my white teeth glimmered in the morning light. I glanced to my side for a second, sensing some strong spirit like a little kid, I hoped the kid wouldn't notice me sitting on the park bench alone in broad daylight. Though I don't mind being alone, since it's easier to do my job that way. My ice eyes flickered again, this time seeing a dog entering the small park.

"Doggie! Doggie!" the small blonde girl yelled crazily, pointing at the calm dog sitting in front of the sand pit. The Mother rolled her eyes and stated, "We have to start going, we have no time for doggies," the kids groaned but followed their Mom anyways despite of the golden dog still sitting. The dog stared at me a little too long for comfort, and I looked behind me to see if it lost a ball or it's owner.

There was no sight of anyone; I was in a small town so it made sense. This dog was getting creepier by the second, when I noticed it coming towards my bench. The dog's brown eyes stared before sitting in front of me. I smiled awkwardly as I quickly slid to the other side of the bench, hoping the large dog just wanted a seat.

This obviously wasn't true. Again, big brown eyes, this time the dog smiled and began panting. His bad breath could last a mile, if the dog continued to open its large mouth. I slid to the other side, but he followed once again. I groaned, "What do you want?!" the dog nudged its raven nose against my leg, and began to lick my feet.

I am seriously not joking…

I instantly stood up and bent down to face the oversized dog. "Are you lost or something?" I questioned as I furrowed my eyebrows angrily, and began checking its faded pink collar, my cold hand glazed against his soft, wavy coat of fur. He was definitely warm through ALL the seasons. I guess we're the same. The gold metal tag engraved his name; I squinted to read it before he could start to lick my face.

"Goldie, huh? So you're a girl, then?" I questioned the calm dog. Well, most boy dogs were pretty jumpy and energetic, and that explained the licking. It scared me that I actually knew something about dogs, I don't really remember momentarily petting one before. Most of the time, the owners would be standing with their pets. Sadly the owner of Goldie put no contact information whatsoever, which is pretty stupid if you ask me.

So what else could I do but bring this dog to North? I thought he might enjoy having a new helper in his grand establishment. Though, I forgot one important factor. Today was the meeting of the Guardians. Yup, this is bound to end bad, especially with a bunny-kangaroo in the same room as a dog. He is definitely going to kill me for this.