This is my first Rise of the Guardians fanfiction, and to be honest the closest info I have on it is from either Wikipedia, wikias, and available trailers. But I have to admit, it was awesome! I am counting down the days and finding the books! So jumping on the bandwagon, I thought about testing the waters of BunnyFrost or E. Aster Bunnymund/Jack Frost. As we count down the days of the premiere screening of the film this month, let's not waste any time and please enjoy this cross-over.

Featured pairing: BunnyFrost, onesided DarkIce (Pitch/Jack Frost)

Warning: May contain slash/yaoi, many forms of violence, strong language, possible genderbending, possible case of OOC-ness, and things of that nature. The current rating may or may not rise sometime in the near future. Viewer discretion is advised.

Setting: AU-ish version of the 21st era of Avatar: The Last Airbender/Legend of Korra, may contain some mentions of the said universe.

Rise of the Guardians and Avatar: The Last Airbender/Legend of Korra is both respectively owned by William Joyce and, Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko. Certain OCs are owned/created by either myself or Ralyena Starrling.

I would like to thank BAMmwuahaha for editing this, thank you my dear friend

Prologue: The Doomed Romance of Winter and Spring

We have heard stories about the Spirit World.

Hei Bai, guardian of the forest.

Tui and her partner, La, spirits of the Earth's moon and ocean.

Wan Shi Ton, spirit of vast knowledge.

Koh, the malicious face-stealing spirit.

Even the mysterious Painted Lady herself.

It is also the resting place for the countless past lives of the Avatar, but do we truly know all spirits?

There is a tale that has been lost within time itself; forgotten by the mortals of the physical world, but not by the spirits themselves.

Long ago, long before Avatar Aang or Korra's time…there were spirit clans that can control the four seasons of the said world.

Winter

Spring

Summer

Autumn

They were old as Time itself, same but separated.

Then one day the most unlike of seasons, Winter and Spring, came together. As a young female Winter Spirit was adding snow to the leafless trees, a thick tree branch fell on her. The poor spirit couldn't get up and no matter how loud she screamed for help no one would come. Then suddenly a creature that the Winter Spirit least expected to show up, came. It was one of the Spring Spirits, and a Pooka on top of that. He looked at the branch on the Winter Spirit's leg then looked to said spirit. Without a word, the Spring Spirit lifted with ease the heavy branch off of her. The Winter Spirit was grateful to the Pooka, but her leg was broken and she didn't get up. Again without a word, the Spring Spirit picked up the Winter Spirit and walked along to his hut to tend to her. After her leg was properly wrapped up the Winter Spirit asked why the Spring Spirit saved her. And the Spring Spirit finally spoke and said:

"Because Spirits help each other."

The Winter Spirit was so moved by his words, that she didn't know how to respond to that. True that their roles benefit both their world and the physical world, but there were rare times that spirits actually come to each other's aid. And this situation could be counted as one of such times. Needless to say, the mere words such as "thank you" couldn't express how grateful she was to her savior. As she healed, the Winter Spirit slowly fell in love with the Pooka.

But unknown to her, there is someone who desired the Winter Spirit herself.

A spirit who seemed to have been born of Darkness itself, had admired the Winter Spirit from afar for centuries; marveled by her sheer beauty and her graceful dancing to bring forth the winter cold upon the physical world. Now he had gathered enough courage, he finally declared his love to her.

However, the Winter Spirit didn't return his love, since her heart belonged to the Pooka.

Heartbroken and rejected, the Dark Spirit's sorrow quickly turned into rage. "If I can't have her…then no one will."

And true to his word, he reduced the poor Winter Spirit into mere snow and mist; not a trace of what used to be her former self was left behind. As quick as he had done the deed, the spirit vanished to return into darkness.

The Winter clan grieved for the loss of their beloved kin, but the one who suffered the most was the Spring Spirit himself who had saved her.

He never had got the chance to return her love. He wanted to find the one who took the spirit's life and avenge her death. But even if he did, it would not bring back his beloved Winter Spirit; however, little does the Pooka know that Fate had something in store for the two spirits.

This is their story…

Helpful critiques will be nice, please be gentle.