The Ghosts of Winter Past

by GracyPhantom

"Why am I here?" The one question Jack is longing to know the answer for. For more then 300 years, the moon has not been answering his plea, but know he truely has, but how? By sending Jack twirling through the depths of the Ghost Zone, that's how. But will Jack find the ghosts he's looking for and get his answers, or will he be stuck clueless for the rest of the time.

1. Prolouge

Yeah yeah, another fic- I know, I know.

I wish I could focus on one and get it done, but... yeah no hope in that ;) Sorry to everyone waiting for me to post another chapter on my DPxH2O fic, I wrote the next chapter but then accidentally didn't save it and haven't been bothered to re-write it.

PROLOUGE

Snowflakes began to drift down from the sky and settle upon the ground below. Down on the streets, children cried out in delight that it was beginning to snow.

If the kids were lucky, tomorrow would be a snow day full of snowmen building and snowball fights, but who they paid credit to for creating such a wonderful thing, they did not know.

Not one child knew of the teen boy who flew above them, spreading winter and most importantly, fun.

Jack Frost was his name- and sure we've all heard of him but do we believe in him?

Jack watched on as parents hustled their children inside their toasty warm houses, promising they could go out and play the next day. Jack moaned, knowing that he'd have to wait until tomorrow to have any fun of his own. He urged the snow to fall heavier, before flying over to a lamp post and perching himself upon it. The streets were now practically empty.

Jack summersaulted over to a roof top and began to run, jumping from one to the other. He called out in glee as he changed direction and swooped up into the sky. Breaking through the clouds, he paused to look up at the moon, full and bright. He let out a sigh.

"Can you please tell me yet!" He yelled up at the glowing moon.

"WHY AM I HERE?" He called. No response. "WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME?" Nothing.

Jack sighed again. "Yeah that's what I thought," he mumbled, letting himself free fall back to earth.

When he felt the ground approaching, he flipped back over to face the surface, expecting to see rooftops covered in snow, but instead found himself face-to-face with something very different. A floating sphere of swirling green.

Jack tried to fly away, but it was no use. The sphere sucked him up like a vacuum, consuming him in nothing but green and the sound of his own screaming.

Short and Sweet ;)