Do You Remember Me?

Chapter One: "A Thing From the Past"

Jack Frost, the Guardian of Fun. He's usually known for bringing snow days and winter fun. It's been 6 years after Pitch's loss, and Jack's been thinking about the old Nightmare King. He flew out of his ice winter home somewhere in the North Pole and headed out to find the Shadow. He searched for a few hours, and right before he was ready to head on home he saw the bed. That old, broken bed. 'Good, He's still alive…' Jack thought to himself as he walked over to the bed. He kicked the bed inward, breaking it a little. He then jumped inside and flew down the hole. He walked down the dark path that leads to the King's domain. Jack's stomach felt tight; he hadn't seen Pitch in over six years. He was curious to see how he looked, or acted. He was definitely sure he despised Jack.

Once Jack had finally entered Pitch's lair, he noticed how broken it looked. Not like before, when he came there by mistake. It looked worse than before.

"Pitch…? Are you here?" Jack called out, as he walked forward and looked around. He got no response.

"Come on Pitch, I know you're here, and alive. Come out…" Jack paused, "I know you're still upset about six years ago, but I want to see you. Can't we let this whole thing die down…?" Still nothing. Jack looked at the globe and saw all the lights of children who believed. Then, he heard a large crash. Jack quickly turned staff ready to attack. A tall, very thin figure came out of the darkness. A man with slick black hair slightly spiked. His eyes had bags, like he hasn't slept in days- heck even weeks!

"P…Pitch?" Jack's jaw dropped, he looked terrible! His clothes were ripped and dirty. His hair was messed up and not as neat as before. The Nightmare King sneered at the boy. Just looking disgusted at the sight of him.

"What are you doing here Frost…" He growled, showing his shark like teeth. "Have you come to show off you being a Guardian, huh? Reminding me that I LOST?" His voice didn't sound as confident as before. It sounded broken.

"N-No! I just… I came because I was worried." Jack's face was plastered with concern. He felt guilty. What had Pitch's Nightmares done to him? He wasn't fond of the fact that the other Guardians sat there and watched as Pitch was dragged away by his own nightmares. It was the most horrific thing he'd have ever seen. Now look at him. He's not the king he used to be.

"Bullshit, Frost." Pitch snarled, turning away from the younger spirit. His robe was ripped and covered in holes.

"Pitch… What- What happened… Did you're nightmares do this? I…" He was god smacked by all of this.

"Yes, they did this… Plus, not being believed in took its toll on me as well…" He no longer sounded angry, he just sounded tired.

"Pitch, I'm… I'm so sorry… If I-" He was cut off.

"Just leave. Don't give me that 'Oh, if I would have known' shit. I don't need or want your pity." He began to walk back into the shadows.

"But Pitch-"

"Leave and never come back." He said once more.

"I can help you-"Jack tried to plead with the Shadow.

"GET OUT." Pitch yelled, before stepping back into the shadows once more; leaving Jack alone in the once great lair. Jack let out a shaky sigh before exiting. The trip back was terrible. The guilt racked his mind. He was angry with himself; he shouldn't have let Pitch be taken away. He should have done something!

Once Jack returned home, he crumbled to the floor and hugged his knees. He felt terrible. He wanted to do something for Pitch. Something that could possibly cheer him up. He knew going back there now would just make things worse, so he decided to go off to Toothiana's. Maybe she'd know how to help…

"Tooth, are you here?" Jack called out, walking through a ton of Baby Teeth. He knew Tooth was busy, but this wouldn't take long.

"Hey Jack, I'm a bit busy, so what's up?" She spoke as fast as ever, she was in a rush.

"I just need to get some memories ab-" He was cut off.

"They're over there in the large box~" And like that she was off and away.

Jack tried to call out after her, but she was gone. So he went over to the box and rummaged through the teeth cases. He didn't see Pitch's but he did see his own. Jack stared at his case for a minute or two, and decided maybe he would find something in his past. He touched the case and the memories started flowing in… Little did he know, he would find out a great deal about himself, and a certain someone…

BLAAAAHHH THIS IS SHORTER THAN I THOUGHT IT WAS. ;A; well in future chapters I will make it much longer...