Yup... so saw this movie the other day and it was fantastic! :D I loveeee How to Train Your Dragon (it's one of my all-time favorites! :)) so this was right up there with it. Anyhows, this can be seen as a sequel. It does seem like I'm obsessed with shadows... lol. But really, I love the word :) And it just fits so well :D I will be continuing with this, though I'm not sure when or how frequent I'll be updating... sorry :/ But I promise, I will try! And you know... reviews and favorites are great motivation... :) ^^ Anyhowsers... hmmm... can't really think of anything else to say soo...
Hope you like it, Enjoy!
Jack breathed in deeply. The cold winter air filled his lungs, snow flakes dancing in them before he let them out in a contented sigh, a puff of air swirling before his face. It was a fantastic winter night, and he sat atop one of the tallest buildings in the area, overlooking the street-lantern lit streets. Everything else was a dark blue, and the Moon shown greatly. Jack grinned up at him. He was completely at peace.
After a few more moments of beautiful bliss, he stood, stretching his limbs. His staff clutched in his hand, Jack tilted his head back and closed his eyes.
"Wind… take me home!" Immediately the ice disappeared from below his feet, covered by a breeze that swiftly curled about his body, rustling his hair and tugging up his hooded sweatshirt. Jack rose higher and higher before shooting off, letting a yelp rip through his throat as a grin overtook his face, wind swirling and caressing his body. Out of his jacket pocket he pulled a small snow globe and tossed it in front of him.
Without hesitation, he flew into the swirling, colorful vortex that appeared before him, and suddenly everything transformed. His feet landed on warm wood, and the air was filled with the smell of cookies and Christmas. A happy warmth settled on him and he smiled, waving to a few of the elves and Yettis that he passed.
"Oi! Where ya been, ya bugga?" Jack rolled his eyes and twirled his staff.
"What, you miss me?" The large bunny rabbit scoffed, his fur soft-looking and combed as usual.
"In ya dreams, Frostbite."
"Or maybe in yours, Kangaroo." The two glared light-heartedly at each other before suddenly there were two small hands pushing the two apart.
"Guys, guys, come on," Tooth giggled, fluttering with Baby Tooth at her side, "Nice to see you, Jack. North's been waiting for you." Jack laughed and widened his arms.
"Come on, I'm not even late!" Bunny's ear's flattened.
"You were supposed to be here an hour ago." Jack rubbed the back of his head.
"Ok, so I'm a little late." As Bunny and boy bickered, Tooth pulled the two passed the rest of the tables piled with Christmas toys and through the thick double doors. A loud voice drowned out the ones arguing as Jack was enveloped in a large hug.
"Ahh Jack! I's good to see you again!" North laughed heartily, crushing Jack's chest as he attempted to gasp for breath.
"You just saw me… this morning!" Jack spluttered, stumbling as North let him go and Bunny snickered.
"Hey there, Sandy," the frosty boy greeted once he caught sight of the small man made of sand, who waved back and smiled at him. North wiggled a finger and began to walk backwards, towards the globe at the center of the room.
"Now, we have few things to discuss, so please, sit. And where are my cookies?" A few small elves stumbled into the room with a plate of gnawed-on cookies as the five took their seats, Jack leaning back with his staff held lovingly in his lap. At the head of the table, North took up his entire chair, nodding thankfully to the elves once they set the plate of cookies in front of him before waddling off.
"Now," North began, picking up a cookie and waving it at them, "It has been peaceful for long while, but now there seems to be problem. More nightmares have been happening in small children, says Sandy, and fear has been more present." Jack frowned and leaned forward.
"You don't think it's Pitch again, do you?" Tooth asked worriedly, chewing slightly on her fingernails. North shook his head and leaned back in his chair.
"This I do not know. It does not seem powerful enough, but it may be because he was weakened since last battle. We must keep eyes open for any sign of shadows and nightmares. Alright?" Everyone nodded in agreement, and North grinned.
"Well then, that is all for tonight! I am tired, and must work long day tomorrow. You may get your rest, and I shall see you in the morning!"
Everyone left the room, and Jack returned the "goodnight" Tooth sent his way before walking down the hall. His footsteps were slow, the wood not as warm on his bare feet as before. His snow white eyebrows burrowed together.
Was this really Pitch? Could he be back after all that had happened? Jack knew it was inevitable that evil would come back eventually. But so soon? He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, trying to wipe the thoughts from his mind.
Once he reached his room, the boy opened the door and stepped inside, closing it quietly behind him. The room was instantly cooler than the rest of North's palace, and Jack smiled. He walked over to his bed and pulled his sweater over his head, tossing it on the chair nearby, soon followed by his pants.
Now only in his boxers, Jack placed his staff carefully leaned against the side of the bed, where he could grab it in an instant. He used to literally sleep with it clutched in his hands, but lately he'd been a bit more relaxed and taken to letting it settle next to him instead. Jack climbed into bed and slipped under the covers, smiling as his head hit the pillow. Immediately he was engulfed in sleep… and instantly his body knew it wasn't like any other he'd ever had.
Jack opened his eyes and gazed around. It was extremely dark, but he could still see gray rock sitting around him, jutting from every space. It was as if he was in a cavern of some kind, or a cave, but it was completely dry, and there were slightly warm rocks under his feet.
"Hello?" Jack called out, or at least, tried to. Nothing came out, and his eyebrows furrowed. He noticed he was wearing all of his clothes, too, and his staff was clutched in his hand. Jack frowned. Where was he? How had he gotten here? Just then there was a small sound, almost miniscule, but his ears picked it up and he whipped around to his left.
There, standing in the shadows, were two dark, gleaming eyes, watching him. A shiver ran down Jack's spine; it felt weird. Usually he was the one making everyone else shiver, as cold had no affect on him. But no… this was different. The eyes scanned him up and down, and Jack almost opened his mouth to try and speak before suddenly, out of the shadows, the eyes moved forward and revealed the rest of what they belonged to.
It was a boy about his age with jet black hair—darker than night—with the tips slightly silver. He wore a short-sleeved black shirt and was pale, paler even than Jack Frost. He had black and gray camouflage pants and, like Jack, wore no shoes.
His eyes were the deepest black Jack had ever seen in his life—it was as if he could swim in them, and drown in the sea of darkness.
"Who are you?" Jack asked, but again, it was silent. He almost growled in frustration. Suddenly those eyes were inches away from his, and Jack stepped back to have his heel pinched by the rock. He flinched slightly, but his gaze never left that of the boy's. The other boy's eyes examined him with deep concentration, as if calculating.
He pressed his body to Jack's, the full length of his body, and Jack's breath caught. It didn't exactly feel… bad. But Jack's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The boy leaned in next to his head, and his lips lightly brushed Jack's ear, making him shiver once again.
"Find me. Look for the shad—"
Jack's eyes shot up and breath jumped into his lungs as his body jolted upward. The vision of his room swam before him, and he blinked. What…
There was a pounding on his door and Jack jumped.
"Oi!" Bunny's voice broke through his daze quickly, "Come to tha meetin' room, there's an urgent meetin'. Now!" Jack croaked out an "ok", thankful that his voice worked, before jumping out of bed. He looked down to realize he was still in only his boxers, and he glanced over to see his staff sitting beside his bed innocently, not an inch from where he had placed it. Shaking his head, Jack Frost slipped hurriedly into his clothes, grabbing the staff before flying out the door.
In the meeting room, the others were already there, all four looking equally as trouble as the next. Jack blinked at them as he took his seat, and the meeting immediately began.
"It was in me dreams, las' night!" Bunny snarled, curling his boomerang tightly in his furry fingers.
"Oh, I had the worst nightmare, all of my Baby Teeth were gone, and…" Tooth went on and on, distraught. Sandy made angry motions, his sand curling into different shapes and forms of terror he had apparently seen in his nightmares. North raised his hands and cut through the chatter, successfully causing it to cease.
"I know," he stated, shaking his head tiredly, "I, too, had the bad dreams. It seems Sandy was right, and there is something here. Now, whether it is Pitch or not remains to be seen—"
"O'course it's 'im, who else invades dreams and turned 'em into nightmares like tha'?" Bunny cut in. North raised a hand again.
"I know it seems likely, but we must not jump to conclusions. We will be on guard for the rest of the day, and if the nightmares get worse or continue, we will assume it is Pitch and attempt to find him out. Meeting is finished." They all rose and Jack hurried out of the room, but, unfortunately, not before he was stopped by Tooth.
"Hey, so you didn't mention your dream," she said, frowning, "You had a nightmare, didn't you?" Jack's mind flashed back to that body pressed against his, and the lips on his ear, and felt his face flush.
"Erm, yeah… it was pretty bad…" Tooth let out a curious "oh", but before she could ask more questions, Jack sped off, pulling a snow globe out of his pocket. Once he reached a safe distance away, he chucked it in front of himself and leapt in.
Cool air whooshed past him, rustling his clothes and hair. Jack's bare feet landed on top a building different than last night, and he gazed around, clutching his staff. He let cold air breathe into his body and smiled. It was so refreshing to get away from work and just play sometimes… though, a lot of his work was playing.
He jumped down from the building, determined to go find Jamie and his friends. As he wandered around town, passing people by as not many of them saw him, he tried to shove his dream out of his mind. After all, it was only a dream, right? And so what if it was different than the others? Jack frowned. But the boy—Just then there was a shout and he lifted his head.
A few kids he saw playing around occasionally were giggling in the snow, a few of them building a snow man while the others talked. Jack grinned and slid forward. Without them seeing him, he lifted a snow ball and threw it hard at one kid's face.
It was silent in shock before all of the children started busting out laughing, and the kid who'd been victim of the snowball wiped his face, picking up some snow and gathering it to toss it at one of his friends.
Jack laughed as he added to the fun, hitting some of the kids and knocking the carrot nose off of the snowman. Just then a ball of snow hit his ankle and he hissed in pain. Frowning, he twisted his head slightly and lifted his foot, looking down. There, just below his jeans and above his heal, was a small nick in the skin, slightly bloody from where he had cut it on something sharp.
:O dun dun dun. Sooo was it a dream? Who was the boy in the dream? Why did it not feel bad when they were up close and personal? What'll happen? I don't know! :D well... I do, kind of... but you don't :) soo yeah. I hope you liked it. OH and yes I'm aware North talks weird... He's Russian. So yes, I did that on purpose :P anyhows... if you liked it, review! if you didn't like it, review! any reviews are welcome. Flames will be used to fuel my fire in the winter. So thanks. Anyways... byessss...