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-RotG-
Jack Frost was flying. Now, this wasn't an unusual occurrence. Spirit of Winter and all that jazz. He was flying aimlessly, not really sure of where he was going next. Again, not that unusual. Jack had this tendency to go wherever the wind took him - quite literally. Sometimes he had a place he went to purposely, other times he just kinda showed up and went with whatever chaos he could cause.
In fact, nothing was really unusual about that day. If anything, it was typical. Jack was hoping to see one of his good friends, Jamie Bennett, after a long year. Hopefully, if the kid wasn't too caught up in his studies, he could enjoy a nice winter night, for old time's sake.
Jamie Bennett, like all humans, had grown in the past 12 years. He was in college, a big stuffy place that was worse than normal public school - for one, snow days didn't work as well there as they did in the lower grades. However, he never really grew up, still a child at heart, as cheesy as that sounds. And even though his roommate gave him hell for it, every winter he left the window open, in case Jack decided to stop by.
Jack couldn't help but smirk as he approached Jamie's college campus. Winter weather could be absolutely brutal, and yet Jamie saw fit to leave the window open. Then again, he probably would've given Jamie hell if he didn't. With a curt laugh, he dived straight for the window, swooping in gracefully. With him, he brought a sudden gust of wind, and he heard a curse and the sound of papers flying into the air.
"Dammit Jack!" The winter spirit grinned as Jamie turned to face him from his desk.
"How you've been, Jamie? Haven't seen you all year." Jack greeted, taking a seat on the bed.
"'S your own fault. It's not like I can just call you whenever." Jamie threw back, grinning. "But honestly...it's been brutal." He sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "Semester exams are this week, and those are awesome." He deadpanned, looking out the window.
"Should I stir up a storm to postpone it?" Jack offered, gripping his staff. Jamie laughed.
"Nah, it's not worth the inconvenience - I think everyone would have to stay here for another week. And that means not going home for another week." He waved off.
"How's Sophie back there, anyways? She's what, 15 now?" Jack asked curiously.
"16 back in September." Jamie corrected. "Although you should probably visit her - she's telling me things are getting boring back home. Not enough snow days and not enough visits from the Guardian of Fun." He mentioned, smirking at Jack. The Guardian groaned.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that. North's been trying to get me to be a bit more responsible and actually spreading winter rather than using it for no reason other than entertainment. Saying something about how adults are freaking out over 'global warming', whatever that is." He grumbled. Jamie let out a bark of laughter.
"You're serious? Global warming is because you won't spread winter to places?" Jamie asked incredulously. Jack sent a glare at his friend.
"It gets boring just freezing an already frozen continent. What, do you expect me to try and make it some sort of fancy ice palace or something?" Jack snarked.
"I was thinking more along the lines of an awesome place to sled. Like..." Jamie trailed off for a moment. "The ultimate sledding track thing." He tried to explain. Jack suddenly perked up.
"Speaking of which, wanna do some sledding?" He asked, jumping to his feet.
"Now?" Jamie asked, surprised. Jack scoffed.
"Don't tell me you're becoming a stuffy old adult." He teased, crossing his arms. Jamie looked back at the papers on his desk before sighing.
"I hate you Jack." He muttered, standing and grabbing his coat and boots. Jack just smirked, putting an arm around his first believer as he flew them out of the room.
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It was rare to find a human and a winter spirit going at it in a race down a mountain. Especially if the human was heading into his adult years. However, it was still an interesting scene to watch.
"No fair, Jack!" Jamie shouted as Jack threw another blast of snow his way. Jamie swerved to dodge before skimming his gloved hand over the ground's surface to get some snow and mold it into an instrument of war. When Jack turned to Jamie again to attack, instead he got a facefull of snow.
"Oh, it's on!" Jack whooped, grinning. He lifted his staff and began to turn the sled path to ice, speeding it up a bit before leading the sled on into a loop-de-loop. Jamie yelped at the sudden change in gravity, though it turned to laughter in a heartbeat. Jack flew beside him, continuing to make the path of ice for Jamie. In a sudden change of pace, he turned the path into a ramp, and before Jamie could realize it, he flew off it and right into a huge pile of snow.
"Jack!" Jamie yelled, popping his head out of the snow and glaring at the cackling immortal.
"Hey, you started it!" Jack defended himself, leaning against his staff. Jamie opened his mouth to protest when suddenly, there was a huge rush of wind passing by and something flew right past them. Jack instinctively held out his staff, getting closer to Jamie.
"What was that?" Jamie asked, getting out of the snow. Jack looked deeper into the woods, taking a short glance at Jamie.
"I'm not sure..." He muttered, eyes searching the trees. Suddenly, Jamie gasped out, and Jack turned to see he was pointing towards town. Jack followed his gaze. Every single light had gone out, and a sort of eerie feel hung in the air, palpable even as far out in the woods as they were.
"I don't like this..." Jamie murmured, brushing the snow off his pants and standing at Jack's side. Jack looked to Jamie, and then to the town. "Think we should go check it out?" He asked.
"Think so." Jack muttered, grabbing Jamie under the armpits and lifting off. Jack flew high above town, watching it with interest and curiosity. The foreboding, eerie feeling was still there, and as they touched down, Jack suddenly felt like something was very, very wrong. The streets were silent, there was no sort of human activity. Even all the cars were off. Jack walked down the middle of the street, Jamie beside him.
"What the hell is going on?" Jamie muttered, looking around everywhere. The only light in town came from the moon, and Jamie had to swallow the lump that had formed in his neck. "It can't be Pitch, can it?" He asked Jack warily.
"Doubt it." Jack replied almost instantly. However, before they two could say anything else, they heard a faint scream from one of the houses. The Spirit of Winter grabbed Jamie again and the two flew like an arrow to the source. The house was a small, two-story one in a tiny neighborhood. Jack hovered by the windowsill, and inside they could see a little girl pushing the door, trying to keep it closed. Without a second thought, Jamie knocked on the window, and the little girl jumped, looking behind her fearfully.
"Help!" She screeched again, running to the window and throwing it open. The two climbed in.
"What's wrong?" Jamie asked the girl, who had a waterfall of tears running down her face.
"S-something's wrong with mommy!" She wailed, sniffing. "I had a bad dream and I went into mommy and daddy's room and I-" She started bawling, clutching Jamie's coat and crying into it. Jamie looked up to Jack.
"What's your name?" Jamie asked, putting his arms around her.
"L-Lindsay." She sniffled.
"Lindsay, when this happened, did you see all the lights in the town go out?" Jamie asked. Lindsay looked up to him and nodded.
"Mary said that when the lights go out and no one turned them off, it means demons are here.." She whimpered. "Is that true?" She asked, looking up at him with big eyes. However, the doorknob suddenly jigged, and all three people tensed.
"Lindsay, honey, what have I told you about locking the door?" A woman from the other side asked. Jamie pulled Lindsay behind him and put his ear to the door. Lindsay, however, squeaked.
"Don't open it!" She yipped, pulling Jamie away. The jiggling intensified.
"Honey? Who are you talking to in there? Come out, I need to talk to you about your father." Jamie looked to where Jack was.
"Jack...freeze the door shut." He said, backing away slowly. Jack touched the door with his staff and frost spread, eventually making that whole area of wall a big block of ice. However, the woman on the other side began changing her tactic.
"Lindsay, open the door." Jamie could feel a chill at the change in the woman's tone of voice. There was a loud bang at the door. "Lindsay, I told you to open this door!" There was a louder bang, and while the iced door had become solid enough to break a bone if someone kicked it hard enough, they kept hearing the bangs.
"Jack, I think it's time to go." Jamie whispered, looking to the window. He nodded, walking towards the opening, when for a moment, they all saw the lights throughout the whole town flicker again, and they stopped, looking around. The banging stopped for a moment, at least until the lights went back out. From the other side, they could hear a sinister laugh coming from the woman. Suddenly, they heard loud gunshots, as if from a shotgun. They could hear the ice cracking.
"Jack!" Jamie shouted, getting the spirit's attention. Jack ran over to them, grabbed Lindsay's hand and Jamie's arm, and flew out the window to the street below. At that moment, all the lights turned back on, and the three tensed for a moment, expecting them to turn back off. What they didn't expect was for the entire street to erupt in screams, wails, and other blood-curdling, unsavory sounds.
"What just happened?" Jamie breathed, looking around in confusion and a sort of fear as Lindsay held his leg tightly.
"I...don't know." Jack admitted. A dim glow caught his eye, and he looked to the north to see colorful green lights caressing the sky. The Aurora Borealis. The beckon to the Guardians. "But I have a feeling that I might just find out." He muttered, turning to the two. "Jamie, stay here with Lindsay. If you need anything, go to my lake." He said. "I'm going to the Pole." He said, lifting off and calling for the wind to take him to Nicholas St North and the other Guardians.
-RotG-
Hi. I'm a person.
First chapter. Could be worse, could be better. I think I did pretty okay.
Okay, alright. I've seen a lot of Rise of the Guardian fanfiction dealing with new threats, but they always seem to involve Pitch directly as the big baddie. Also, they tend to show more of Jack being angsty, or Jack being severely tempted by evil things. Of course, I'm just saying that's most of them, not all.
This is my attempt at something a little different. Forgive me if the first chapter is a bit iffy. It's been some time since I wrote multi-chapter fanfiction and I just want to see people's reaction to this before I start to type up any more. I already have the second and third chapter done, though, so they should be up soon.
Feedback would be appreciated!
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