Author's Note: Hello!

I'd like to start off with saying this is a simple prologue to the story I am about to start. I must say, I do take pride in being the 2nd Black Butler and Rise of the Guardians crossover on this site. But someone beat me to being the first XD

This is the first thing I've posted on , which is ironic since I am so damn obsessed with Kuroshitsuji. I thought a fanfiction for that would be my first post. I have a lot of fanfictions coming up so stay tuned for those!

Cold...

Cold ice had finally managed to make it's way around Jack's heart, encasing it in the darkness that slept away hidden behind the pointless hope.

Jack was fed up with trying so damn hard to make children happy, then receiving nothing in return. He was done. Don't get him wrong. He didn't want a metal or certificate. But a little recognition and acknowledgement would be nice. It's all he ever wanted.

So he decided to take action. Jack Frost would be believed in if it's the last thing he did.

Jack no longer felt the passion and love he once had. The excitement he felt in bringing joy to children was gone. Gone and replaced by slight hate.

No one had ever helped him get any closer to his goal.

But there was one person, one being, who he could turn to.

And that person was Pitch. Pitch Black.

All the other 'Guardians' shut him out in the cold. This is coming from a guy named Jack Frost.

Jack took the initiative of contacting and meeting up with Pitch.

"But you said you could help me." He spat at the dark figure. Feeling completely lost in the darker than black room. "You of all people should understand."

"Don't pull that. I'm very busy at the moment. I actually have a reputation to keep." Said the voice.

"Fine. I should of known better than to come here." He turned from the voice and began to hunt for an exit.

"Wait!" Jack turned back around to look at Pitch. "I think I know someone who can help you."

"Who?" Jack questioned, a bit skeptical.

"His name is Sebastian. Sebastian Michaelis."

"And who exactly is this guy?"

"A demon." Jack blinked.

"A demon?" His voice skeptical. "There are no such things."

"And that's the problem! People are skeptical and don't believe in things they have not encountered!"

"What do mean?" Jack asked in the same tone as before. He clearly wasn't following.

"Like the man in the moon! None of us have truly ever come in contact with him, yet we still believe. Unlike humans." Pitch's hyped up attitude was toned down. "But then there is you. Poor little Jack Frost. You haven't been here long enough to know there is more out there." An evil smirk made its way across his gray face.

"I have been here long enough!" Pitch struck a nerve and they both knew it. "I may not be a Guardian anymore. But I've been here for a little over three hundred years! And that-" A low and sadistic chuckle made its way out of Pitch's throat.

"Pathetic. I've been here since the beginning of time. You know nothing of this world compared to me. I've seen the monstrosities humans do to each other out of fear. What have you seen?" Jack opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off as Pitch turned to violet-black sand and swirled in the air. Then the sand poofed to life in front of him, Pitch took his normal form again. He hovered over Jack, making the ex-Guardian shrink away slightly. "A couple of scraped knees and tears. Please. Don't tell me you know what goes on in this world." Jack was silent for a moment. He knew what Pitch said was true.

"Then help me. Help me be believed in." Jack's voice was ragged.

"I told you already I can't help you. But I'm sure Sebastian would be happy to be of assistance. The cocky bastard will do anything for his ego."

"How is Sebastian going to help me? Why would a demon help me?"

"Sebastian will teach you what it means to leave a legacy and to leave a mark."

"And how is that going to help me?" Pitch didn't answer. "Where can I find this man?" The shadow shoved a piece of paper at Jack making him stumble back.

"Here. Be at this address tomorrow at nightfall. He'll be expecting you." Pitch vanished, leaving Jack alone in this dark place.

"Well," Jack sighed. "Here goes nothing."

Author's Note Jr.: Ta-da! I hope you guys like it! I'm sorry it's quite short, but I wanted to give you guys an idea of how the story might go. Please leave a review and tell me what you think!

Thankies~