Eeyup, so I decided to do a Reader X Jack story! I'll also be posting a Jack X OC later :P

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(e/c) = eye color

I don't own Rise of the Guardians or any of its characters (If only! X3)

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~Two Frostbitten Hearts: Chapter 1~

Rain steadily pounded against the car windshield, only to be swept away by the windshield wipers. A second later, and new raindrop replaces it.

I'm leaning against the car door, eyes closed, ear buds in and music as loud as it will go. My (e/c) eyes snap open whenever a tire goes over a pothole, banging my head against the window and rattling my skull. "Ow…" I mutter, rubbing the sore spot on my head. "Mom," I say, pulling out my left ear bud and turning towards my mother. She glances at me but then turned her attention back to her driving. "Why'd we have to go down this shortcut? There are plenty of others." I state grumpily.

"Because," my mother says simply. "It's the shortest one."

I just grunt and look out my window. Trees whip past as me and my widowed mom make our way to the place of my dad's grave. It was the anniversary of my father's death after he was murdered from a rare heart disease. I remember every detail of the day it happened four years ago: I had only been 13 years old. Shuddering at the memory, I pushed it aside and stared at a raindrop on my window. Then something very interesting catches my eye.

The beautiful design of frost I've ever seen was slowly growing up to cover the whole right side of my window. I smile happily, remembering the stories my father used to tell about the infamous winter spirit, Jack Frost. Wait, I think to myself. It's raining and it's the middle of summer! Since when does frost-WHAT THE?! I suddenly screech and scoot as far away from the window as my seatbelt will let me after seeing a pair of bright blue eyes suddenly appear right behind the glass.

"_? What's wrong?" My mother asks, following my shocked gaze to the window. "What are you looking at?"

I give her a confused expression. Looking back out the glass, I get a good look at the thing that had scared the living crap out of me.

A boy around 17 was flying, yes flying, alongside the car, back facing the ground, smiling like an insane idiot. He was wearing a blue hoodie with tightly fit brown pants cut off right below the calf. Leather straps were wrapped along the torn cuff of the pants. In one hand, a long wooden stick with a large curve at the end was grasped in his right hand. What was most shocking though was his snow white hair and dazzling blue eyes. He waves at me with his free hand and I slowly return the gesture.

I feel my mother shaking my shoulder and calling,"_? _? Earth to _?"

"Huh?" I breathe, breaking my gaze with the strange teenager, only to look at him again when I see him making frantic movements with his hands and arms. I raise one eyebrow and roll down my window, feeling the rain spray my face. "What are you doing?" I ask him.

"The road!" The boy yells back, pointing ahead. My eyes follow his finger and land on the terrifying scene that lay ahead.

A thin ice slick covers the middle of the road. Turning, I see my mother still looking out my open window, searching for who I was yelling at.

"Mom!" I yelp, already grabbing for something to hold onto.

My mother turns her attention back to the road and gasps. She tries to swerve out of the way, but it's too late. The front tires hit the ice slick and the car spins to the right.

I see the flying boy desperately moving about, trying to find a way to stop the out of control vehicle.

Time seems to slow as the windshield shatters and I'm thrown out of the broken window.

Everything

goes

black.

~End Chapter~

Muahaha! Cliffhanger! You're welcome :3

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