Heya
New story idea just popped into my head this morning
so I just had to write it
Oh yeah, if anyone is interested in Betaing this story please PM me, I don't mind so much if your bad at grammar, I just need someone to let me know if any of the characters are OC (course if you can mark the grammar that'd be great too)
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Jack's POV
Jack floated above New York. Now that he was here he could understand why Mother Nature had told him that this place needed a blizzard. The balance here was all wrong, something had been protecting the city from the lesser elements so now there would need to be a storm in order to even things out. Jack understood this, he really did. But that did not mean that he enjoyed causing a storm that could potentially injure or even kill the city's inhabitants.
"Wind!" Jack called out to his friend. "you know what to do."
The Wind did know, for after briefly spinning around Jack it plunged down to the city below where it became harsh and strong and cold. Giving warning of the coming storm to any who would think to listen.
Jack watched the Wind's progress, nodding as he observed the Wind drive any and all humans inside. Just because his father was Loki Odensson did not mean that Jack wanted to harm humans as his father had not a year before.
Satisfied that the wind had done its job, Jack lifted his Sheppard's Crook, calling the first of the storm clouds to gather above.
Jack watched silently, building up the clouds even as he allowed them to start the first snowfall this storm would contain. To start with the snow was gentle and Jack felt a pang of guilt as he saw many of the children in the houses below looking out of their windows, expressions filled with pure wonder. He was a guardian, he was supposed to protect the children, not give them cause to fear him. But he was also the Spirit of Winter, he was also Jokul Frosti, Asgardian God of Winter, not just Jack Frost the Guardian of fun.
As night fell Jack continued to strengthen the storm, the snowfall growing heavier, covering everything in a blanket of white. But Jack – Jokul – knew this would not be enough.
Jokul called out to the Wind, telling it to blow through the city like a gale whilst at the same time Jokul raised his staff to darken the clouds overhead. The snow thickened, the Wind blew it careening around New York.
Jokul watched
Now that he had started the storm Jokul knew that it would continue unaided. Jokul did not need to watch it run its course. But he knew that he would watch it anyway. Even though he as Jokul the part of him that was Jack made it impossible to abandon the city, even if he could do nothing. That was why Bunny was always getting annoyed about the blizzard of '98. Even though it had been Jokul's work Bunny had only seen Jack commanding the snow to fall.
He knew that the next day the sun would not be able to penetrate the thick cloud cover, it would leave the city cloaked it a sort of perpetual Twilight. Jokul did not care. Jack worried for the children.