Hello. This story had originally been written by Ireland Maslow,but she was unable to continue it and put it up for adoption. I have adopted the story and will be continuing it from chapter six onward. The first chapters have been re-posted exactly as she has written them, apart from some minor editing for spelling.

The first five chapters no NOT belong to be and full credit goes to Ireland Maslow for them.

Jack's POV:

It was dark and cold. I felt weightless though I wasn't sure why. Suddenly I could see a round, silver light above me. I wasn't scared anymore because I remembered the moon. I knew I was safe. Or so I thought. Panic set in as my chest began to burn. What was happening? I suddenly realized what was wrong. I was drowning. How was this possible? I'm a guardian! I'm Jack Frost! I don't drown! I started to frail my arms and legs and trying to get out. As I got to the surface there was ice covering it. I started banging on it. I had to get out now! Why wasn't the ice breaking? I pounded at the ice as the panic began to rise in me more.

"Please! I don't wanna die!" I shouted in my head. Finally the ice shattered from all my punching. I pulled myself up and took a deep gasp of breath and coughed as I struggled to get out of the water. I managed to pull myself up and I crawled carefully off the ice. I fell to my side in the snow and coughed drastically. My throat burned. Soon I became aware of everything around me as the panic diminished. The first thing I noticed was it was daylight. Wait, daylight? But the moon... How did it become daylight so quickly. The ringing in my ears finally silenced enough that I could hear what was going on around me.

"Jack!" I heard a familiar voice yelling. I sat up and looked around. There was a young girl on the other side of the water.

"Emma?" I whispered. I looked down at my clothes and saw I was wearing the brown pants, white shirt, brown vest, and brown cloak I wore the day I... What was going on? What happened to my staff? My frost-stained sweater? I was shivering and cold. Jack Frost doesn't get cold. I felt panic all over again and quickly went to the water's edge. In the ice I could see my reflection. But what I saw scared me. I had brown hair, my eyes were brown too and my skin wasn't pale anymore.

"Jack!" I heard Emma yell again, this time closer. I stood as I saw her running toward me. I was shocked when she threw her arms around me and squeezed tightly. "I thought you were gone!" She cried as she held onto me. I reached down slowly and wrapped me arms around her. It was nice to feel her warm arms again. I have missed them all this time. I have missed her all this time.

"Emma, what's going on?" I asked as if she would know. She stepped back slightly without ever taking her arms off me.

"You saved me as the ice was cracking under me. You said we were going to have fun but it wasn't fun, Jack. It was scary! Then you fell through the ice after getting me safely off. I thought you were gone!" Emma cried as she latched back onto me. I stood there as I tried to figure out what happened. "We should get you home and get you out of these wet clothes." I agreed with Emma and we made our way home. I wasn't sure what was going on but suddenly I felt excited to be going home. It has been ten years since Baby Tooth gave me my memories. I had missed all this for the past ten years. But now I was back. How can I be back? I didn't have time to ponder this right now as I saw my home coming into view. I started to run toward the house with a huge smile on my face. Were my parents really there? Emma was here so why wouldn't they be? I opened the door and there my mother stood at the table stirring something in a bowl.

"Jackson! What happened?" She asked as she walked quickly toward me. I was soaking wet and freezing. "Are you okay?" She asked as she placed a hand on either one of me cheeks. She turned me face as if it would help her determine if I was okay.

"Mom..." I said and then got lost in staring at her. "I uh, fell into the pond." I said when I realized I hadn't answered her. It was really her. It was my mom.

"Jackson, you need to be more careful. This is why I didn't want you guys going out on the water. I told you it wasn't safe. It's getting later in winter and the ice is going to start melting. No more skating this year." She said as she led me toward the fire place in the living room. "Stay here and I'll go get you some dry clothes. Emma, are you okay?" She asked as she turned around.

"Yes, Mom, I'm okay. Jack saved me! I almost fell in when the ice began to crack." Emma told mother the whole story as she followed her to my room. I stood in front of the fire and looked around the room. It looked exactly like I remembered. The couch, mom's rocking chair, the wooden floor, the wooden walls with pictures hanging on it. It still didn't make sense for me to be here though. What happened? I know I'm not crazy. I was Jack Frost. I was a Guardian. Or was I? Did all that really happen? What if I had just dreamed it while unconscious in the water? But if I had been unconscious long enough to dream up all that, I would be dead right now. Wouldn't I? I have always been told I have a vivid imagination and knew how to use it by my father. Maybe all that was a dream. Maybe I never really was Jack Frost, I never met The Easter Bunny or North or Tooth and Baby Tooth. But it all seemed so real. How could it have not happened?

"Here are some dry clothes. You can change in here so you don't track water through the house. Please put all your wet clothes near the fire place and I'll get them when you're done." My mom said as she handed me some new clothes. She left with Emma behind her. I quickly changed into the dry clothes which were black pants and a dark blue shirt. I left my wet clothes on the stone of the fire place just like Mom asked. I went into the kitchen and found Dad standing in the back door as my mom told him what had happened to Emma and I. My dad looked up at me when he noticed I had come in.

"I'm proud of you for saving your sister, but you two need to be more careful. Jack, life isn't all fun and games. You're fourteen years old, you're going to have to start being more responsible." He said and I nodded me head. I have gotten this lecture before when I fell out of a tree playing with Emma, when I tricked Emma and her friends into going into a "cursed cave," or simply when I play childish games with her and the other kids that he sees as immature or unsafe for the kids. I'll admit I have done some pretty dumb things in my life but I was always careful and Emma had never gotten hurt doing any of it. I made sure of that. I even gave my life to save her... Or maybe I didn't. I don't know.

"Dinner is done," my mom said to break the tension between my dad and I. I knew my dad only my best interest in mind, but I'll never be what he wants. He wants me to be mature, grown up, an adult, but it just wasn't me. I'm mischievous, a prankster and childlike. We sat down as Mom set the table. I wanted to enjoy being back here but it seemed wrong. What if this was the dream? What if any minute I woke up as Jack Frost? I decided just to enjoy being here in case that actually happened. I sat down and ate dinner with my family. Afterward we sat in the living room near the fire and talked. My parents asked Emma and I about the incident earlier. They discussed -once again- our safety and my maturity. They trusted me completely with my sister but my dad felt that I need to grow up more and be more responsible. He saw what happened on the ice as being irresponsible. I kind of felt like I was being blamed for what happened. I knew that wasn't Dad's intent, but he was never very good when it came to this stuff. He and I were two completely different people.

"Alright, I think you two should get ready for bed. It's been a very eventful day." Mom told Emma and I as she stood up. Me and Emma made our way to our bedrooms. As I got changed into my pajamas I thought about the possibility of all the Jack Frost stuff being a dream. It couldn't be possible. Too much happened, I had been hurt, upset, happy -over-joyed even-, and it was too real to be a dream. But how am I back in 1712? This doesn't make sense! I fell onto my bed and stared at the ceiling. It wasn't long before I heard small feet running down the hall toward my room. I looked over and Emma's head poked into the room.

"Can I come in here?" She asked and I nodded and patted the bed beside me. She came in, shut the door and climbed onto the bed to lay next to me. "Tell me a story." She said and I thought for a moment. I decided to tell her the story of the Guardians. How they defeated Pitch Black and kept the kids safe and full of joy, wonder and fun. I told her the story of Jack Frost. The way he had no memory of his past life and then Baby Tooth had helped him when he was attacked by Pitch. How Jack Frost felt lonely and scared until he found Jamie believed in him. He discovered his center was fun.

"And then Jack Frost took the oath and became a Guardian. He didn't have to be lonely anymore..." I trailed off as I realized what I just said. There was no way all that wasn't real.

"Jack, are you Jack Frost?" She asked with a smile.

"I was," I whispered softly. I heard her laugh a little and I looked down. "No, I'm serious! When I fell through the water the moon chose me to be Jack Frost! I was Jack Frost for three hundred and ten years! But now I'm back here! And I don't know what happened." I whispered the last part.

"You're funny, Jack," she said and I shook my head. Of course she wouldn't believe me. I have to figure this out.

"Okay, I think we need to get to sleep now." I said and she looked at me oddly.

"What? Mom hasn't even come and gave us a warning yet." She said and I sighed. I had remembered that I would keep Emma up past her bedtime and Mom would give us warnings to go to bed.

"Yeah, but you need the sleep. You can sleep in here if you want." I said and she moved over to lay her head on the pillow. I turned the lights out and laid down next to her. She cuddled up to my side and I put my arm around her. I just stared at the ceiling and it wasn't long before Emma was asleep. I was having mixed feelings. Being here was amazing but scary. Did I do something wrong. I laid there for what felt like ever. Emma was fast asleep beside me. I gently moved her over and got out of bed. I covered her up tightly to keep her warm. I went to the window, opened it and climbed out onto the tree branch that was against the house. I climbed up to the top of the tree and sat on a branch. I leaned back against the trunk of the tree and stared up at the moon.

"Manny, why am I back here? Did I do something wrong? Please don't ignore me again." I begged as I stared up. If he ignored me for three hundred years, he would definitely ignore me now. I just hope he doesn't.