Chapter 1
Eighteen year old Jamie whistled to himself as he walked to his dormitory.
It was another beautiful day.
The town was covered in white snow under the clear blue sky. The pathway between the children's hospital and the soccer field was neatly shoveled and salted.
He stopped to watch the children. Some were building a snowman while others were having a snowball fight. He felt a sense of déjà vu. They were about his age when he and his friends met Jack Frost and the Guardians. But the years have passed after his fateful encounter and the battle against Pitch.
Jack and the others would visit them from time to time. After they entered their first year of high school they stopped visiting them.
Jamie and his friends would always talk about Guardians until they graduated from high school. They still kept in touch from time to time and promised to meet again.
Although Jamie was too old for childish stories and fantasies, he still believed in them.
Jack laughed ad he tossed a snowball at a child. He saw Jamie watching them from a distance. His face broke out into a huge grin when he recognized his best friend. With a mighty leap, he flew up in the air. He created a gust of wind as he landed in front of Jamie.
"Hey Jamie!" He greeted him. "It has been a long time, how are you?"
A cold wind blew at his face, waking him up from his reverie. Jamie shivered from the cold and passed through Jack as if he was a ghost.
Jack's smile disappeared. He had forgotten Jamie couldn't see him anymore. After their battle with Pitch, he thought Jamie and his friends stop believing in him and the Guardians after they become older.
The Guardians tried to warn Jack and he thought he was prepared for this. But seeing the first child who believed and touched him after 300 years was painful to watch.
Jack noticed Jamie stopped in front of a window of a little girl. She was wearing her pajamas and her black hair was tied into braids. Next to her was a metal pole with a plastic bag hanging from the hook. Behind her was a hospital bed, surrounded by toys, flowers, balloons and cards said, "Get well soon."
She watched the children play in the snow wistfully.
She saw Jamie standing next to her window. The girl nervously backed away from him. Jamie smiled at her and waved. She hesitantly waved back.
Jamie leaned against the glass window and breathed on it until the glass became foggy. He drew an Easter egg.
Jack's eyes widen, "Hey, isn't that..."
Above the egg, he drew a rabbit.
The little girl's face brightened. She leaned against the window and breathed on the glass. She drew a flower next to the rabbit.
Jack got an idea, he flew back to the children.
The two continued playing on the window until they were on their third round of tic-tac-toe. The sound of a shrill whistle caused them to look away from their game.
The children in the soccer field have made several little snowmen surrounding the big snowman. They made the smaller snowmen look like them and one of the little snowmen have black yarn for hair and tied it into braids, just like the little girl's.
Glittering under the sunlight in front of the snowmen were frozen icicles and sticks that Jack made. The children used the sticks and ice to form words. "We missed you, Get well soon!" They stand next to their snowmen and waved at her.
The little girl's face broke into a big smile and she waved back.
The children waved good-bye at Jamie. He waved back and resumed his walk.
The snow caused Jamie to think his friend was close, real close. He couldn't explain why, but he felt a strong impulse to say something out loud. He looked up at the sky. "Did you see that Jack? That was from the first time we met and I started to believe in you. Even when I can't see you anymore, I will never forget."
Jack frowned in confusion, "If you still believe in me through all these years then why can't you see me? I'm right here."
Jack decided that he will ask the Guardians, but now he wanted to give Jamie a message.
He tightened his hand into a fist. He felt the cold air accumulate in his hand until he felt tiny small prickles. He opened to reveal several tiny snowflakes nestled in the palm. He blew a little magic in them. The snowflake glow a faint blue light.
Jack tossed them at Jamie.
Jamie saw the white snow falling down; there was no wind or a cloud in the sky.
"Jack?" Jamie wildly looked around. But all he could see was snow, a huge gust of wind blew snow in his face. Jamie covered his face with his arm.
When he moved his arm, he saw nothing.