It was three years since Jack Frost became a guardian. And for the first time, North had asked him to join on the sleigh ride on Christmas Eve. Admittedly excited, in certain places Jack would find himself letting it snow, creating a white Christmas for the boys and girls below. Jack was even allowed to visit Jamie, who through the years, despite a few children began to forget the night they saved them, refused to stop believing.

However, Jack soon became confused, as when the last present was delivered, North did not go straight back home, he looked up at him, "So wait a second-Where're we going now?"

There was a grin on the old man's face, but he didn't say anything. Although when Jack looked down, the forest around them began to look more dead and colorless, "North!" Frost yelled a bit louder, "Seriously-Where is this place?!"

"The Hinterlands, Jack!"

"And where are we going?!"

"To see the king of fear!"