Hello everyone. First ROTG fanfic.
I have been reading them nonstop and there are few good ones out there. But most of them are soooooooooooo out of character that I just can't read them.
Now, I really do try to make them as authentic as possible but with a slash story, that is always a hard one XD
And most of them don't have the particular story or the characters reactions that I would love to read.
So thats why I decided to do it myself.
This is a Pitch Black x Jack Frost kinda fanfic. I dunno how deep I will get into it but we will see.
If there is any resemblance to other stories, I am sorry. It is not intentional.
Do forgive me for the typos and other grammatical errors. English is not my first language and I have a lot of problems putting these: , suckers in a sentence. I just don't know where I need to use them and where not.
But apart from that, please feel free to read or leave. You decide which one.
Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians or any characters from it!
Let's begin!
Chapter 1
It was cold. Naturally, since it was a winter night.
But Jack Frost, who created the cold and the ice, was only smiling as he lay in the snow. He liked to be outside in the cold and stare at the stars on a clear night. He could hear the children playing outside in his snow as they laughed, probably enjoying a good snowball fight.
He laughed quietly and sighed in content. It was nice being a guardian. He finally had others he could talk to and to rely on. But most importantly he knew he was welcome if he needed a listening ear.
North was especially good at listening to him talk for hours.
Jack, who didn't have any contact for 300 years, only maybe to annoy a certain bunny and his egg hunts felt happy about these little things.
But sometimes it was good to just relax alone somewhere secluded and think in peace.
Of course if the others really wanted to find him they could. He didn't hide away that deep.
It was on this night however that the wind suddenly stopped and Jacks senses went off.
He sat up atop of his little snow hill and looked around in the dark. He was sure something was off but couldn't quite place his finger on what it was. It was really strange. Why would the wind suddenly decide to stay silent? It was usually really happy and loud when Jack was with her.
His brows furrowed as he stared at a particular dark spot in the forest that was a few meters away from where he was. He held his breath. It was so, so weird.
"Hello?"-he called out into the night.
Nothing came as his answer.
He stood there for a few more minutes before he shrugged and with a leap flew into the night air. The wind once again blowing, as she carried him away from his spot.
The shadows moved in a strange grin before vanishing.
Jack landed with an almost silent thump in a room in the North Pole. He liked coming back here the most. And it was easy to guess why if you looked outside into the vast snowy hills.
"Hey North! I am back. The strangest thing happened to me today with the children!"- he began in a very excited voice and waited for a reply. Usually North would be in his room tinkering with something but as Jack opened the door no one was there.
Now that he paid better attention he couldn't really hear any noise at all. Which was really strange since the North Pole was busy all year long. The yetis building toys for the children and the elves being under foot.
But it was silent.
Jack could only swallow and float up into the air to search for either a yeti or North himself. Maybe something happed and they all had to leave. Or they were gathered somewhere having a meeting. Highly unlikely, but Jack wanted to believe that one of those reasons was true.
Still this huge place being so quiet and abandoned seemed wrong. He silently made his way from one room to another but no one was there to greet him. He felt dread creep up on his spine and he went faster and faster in hopes of finding someone.
As he came to the huge open place with the globe his breath suddenly stopped.
The globe was completely black. No little glowing dots that indicated that the children believed in the guardians. No light could be seen anywhere. Jack ran over to it and went around it until the only thing he could do is sink to the floor and just stare.
How could this have happened? Everything seemed fine yesterday when he was here. There were a lot of dots shining brightly and everything was so cheerful. Now it felt empty, hollow and dark.
Jack began to feel tremors running around on his back from nervousness and dread.
How did this happen? When? How? Why didn't he notice any of it?
A lot of questions ran through his mind, but there was no answer.
He took a deep breath and stood up, a determined look shining in his eyes.
He was a guardian now. He had to find out what was wrong. First things first. He had to see the others. Surely they would know what happened.
He walked back to the window, ready to call the wind and leave when a thought occurred to him.
If all the lights were gone, does that mean….?
No it can't be. North and the others can't be gone. No no no NO!
But if that was the case, why was he still there? Why did he still exist? He was a guardian now too. So technically, he should be gone. Vanished together with the last light.
Maybe he was dead and he didn't realize it yet.
His breathing began to get faster and faster as his panicked eyes raked over the room but not really seeing anything. His mind trying to come up with an answer, when suddenly, he saw movement from the corner of his eye.
"HELLO?!"-he called desperately, flying over to the corner of the room. Maybe hoping it was a little elf. But there was nothing there.
"It's okay to be afraid of being alone, Jack" –came a cold whisper from behind him
Jack only jumped and turned around, his huge eyes landing on Pitch Black himself.
Despite his fear, he gripped his staff tighter and held it between himself the Boogeyman.
"Pitch! I should have known it was you! What did you do?!"
"Oh, come now Jack. Stop with all the theatrical sentences and heroic fighting positions or whatever. I am not here to fight you." –he said while looking at his nails in a boring manner.
"Yeah…right. Sorry, I will stop just because YOU asked so nicely! Now answer my question!"
"So impatient. Haven't changed at all, have you Jack? Still that naive little boy that can be so easily angered."- said Pitch as he smiled at the white haired boy. "You want to know what happened to your lovely Guardian friends? How lovely and sickeningly sweet!"
Jack only grit his teeth and fired an ice blast, which the other quickly dodged.
"How rude of you."-he said in a fake hurt voice.
"I can become more rude than that. I was actually pretty nice considering it is you."
At this the Boogeyman laughed, his sharp teeth showing a menacing grin.
"It is always so much fun talking with you. So much witty banter don't you think?"
Pitch slowly made his way over to the globe as Jack stayed with a raised staff behind him.
"I think it looks much better like this. But that's just my opinion. Though, I would be thrilled if you shared the same, Jack."-he said and turned a little to look at the boy with one sharp eye in the dark room. "I said it then and I will say it now. We would make an excellent team, you and I."-here he extended one gray hand towards the boy as he fully turned back again.
"What do you say?" –he whispered and smirked at Jack with a knowing smile.
Jacks eyes only narrowed more as he scoffed.
"I thought you were more clever than that. But apparently I was wrong. You are still an idiot. I will never join you!"
Pitch held his hand in the air for a few more seconds before he let it fall gracefully next to himself.
"I wonder how long you will keep yourself to that."-he said before suddenly vanishing.
Jack stared at the spot where the Nightmare King stood a few moments ago, before running to the window and jumping out.
He had to find the others! He had to!
I know it's short. I am already writing the second chapter. And my mind is full of ideas.
Until then bye ^^
