HEY GUYS! I'M BACK FROM THE DEAD! First lemme rewrite this.
Prologue
| CN City
Jack Frost flew and landed on a tree that sturdy branch, enough to hold off his weight. Curious about what lies ahead, he flew to another tree that is the highest one and landed on its harder and rougher branch. He rest his free hand on the bark of the tree and look around the city beneath him. Noises echoed through the dark skies and Jack finally sat, letting his feet hang on the branch and never took his eyes out from the city. He didn't notice that he subconsciously leaned his staff against the trunk. He sighed and rest his head on the trunk. His eyebrows furrowed when glittering sand came twirling around from the dark sky above and went to the windows of the believers.
"Just right in time, Sandy..." he whispered under his breath.
A stream of of sand passed by beside the Winter Spirit and touched it by his pale hand. The sand formed a dolphin and "swam" on the air. Jack is entertained for a few minutes before the dolphin dissipated to a stream of sand and continue to travel on the city below.
Jack sighed and let his feet rest on the branch. He was a Guardian for months and have a bunch of believer in Burgess, his hometown. The reason he is in this city is to bring winter. The spirit decided to rest first for the rest of the night and watch the city not far away.
He was reminded by North that before he go to this place, he needs to be careful for he doesn't what kind of people lived there. Some of them have are heroes and heroines. And some are villains and other bad guys roamed and hide among the shadows, and some are ordinary humans. His train of thoughts was interrupted when the question came out from nowhere: How could he find more believers on this place? Yes, they believed in the Big Four, in Santa Claus, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny and The Sandman but never in him. He knew that the people told the past and today's generations that he was only a legend.
He slightly frowned and shook off the sadness as he close his eyes. He leaned on the branch, folded his hands atop of his chest and fell fast asleep.