Author's Note: This story is a sequel to my previous story "Winter Spirit" in other words, this is my own version of the movie, most of its events have changed since this is a fanfic. Wanted to put it in the summary, but ran out of room.
Chapter 1- It has to be a dream right?
I walked aimlessly in the dark abyss, I couldn't find my way; I was hopelessly lost. "Where, where am I? What am I doing here?" I managed to choke out from the cold trembling fear I was experiencing throughout my entire body. I turned from every corner searching for something that would help me in indicating where I was, but to no success, it was completely dark from every corner I examined; though I kept steadily walking forward hoping to find something. It was very strange, as I walked deeper into the unknown abyss, a breeze of wind started to emerge, whispering to me, pulling me in closer to the unknown. In that instant, things even got more bizarre, from a distance, I faintly started to hear a small voice calling out my name. The voice sounded like an innocent little girl's voice. "Jack!...Jack!" the voice kept calling, ringing in my ears. This may sound weird, but for some reason, every time the girl called out to me, I had this urge to break out and run to her call; oddly her voice sounded familiar too; yet at the same time, I feel like she's a total stranger as well. After awhile taking baby steps forward, I couldn't help myself and started to run….faster and faster, every single time I heard my name. As I ran, I suddenly saw a small glimmer of light that was shining from a far ahead of me; it kept growing within every second as I kept getting closer. Once I did, I was practically bathed in the light and couldn't see a thing anymore; I was surrounded by the warmth of the light now. I raised my hand, squinting/covering my eyes. "What!" As the light descended, the environment I was in now came into view. I looked around again, and saw that I was standing in the middle of a forest; I practically felt the smooth and softness of the fallen leaves as I was stepping on them with my bare-feet.
"What is going on?" I wondered to myself looking at the leaves. Then I started to hear the little girl's voice again, "Jack! Jack come on," the girl called out. "Where is that voice coming from?" I wondered. I then walked slowly forward, looking everywhere trying to find the source. I rested one of my hands on a nearby tree catching my breath, and collecting my thoughts together. Then all of a sudden I heard the same girl again, except this time she was laughing and giggling; like if she was playing with someone. I looked to the side and saw a small figure coming across my direction running. As she came, I managed to get a clear view of her before she passed me by. It turned out that she really was a sweet little girl; she had a big smile on her face, and was quite energetic, she kind of reminded me of the sweet little girl I once knew, her name was Melody; though this girl had striking brown eyes, and dark brown hair, matching with the clothes that she was wearing. Seeing this little girl, really brought out a warm smile across my face, just seeing her happy and being carefree like any other child would be at that age really touches my heart. "It's weird…I feel…I feel like I know her," I whispered, still watching her run farther away. "But…but how can that be? I mean… all through my life I clearly remembered I was raised in a similar world to the North Pole along with my parents, and lost brother." My mind really felt like a train-wreck trying to make some sense from what I was feeling in my heart. Then what even made it more nerve wrecking was that I noticed another figure approaching my direction as well. My eyes widen as I saw the appearance of the person slowly walking. I felt frozen like a statue staring at him as he also passed by me following the young girl. "He…he looks…like me," I stammered, pointing at him; though it seemed like I was a ghost since neither he, nor the girl noticed me. By his clothes, eyes, and hair color, I would say that he was the little girl's older brother, but it was nerve wrecking since he looked identical to me, though he had slightly darker skin than me, and had brownish eyes, along with dark-brown hair. "Could he….could he be me!?" I wondered, but then I quickly denied it, "No, it can't be, I lived with my own family ever since I was a baby, it would be truly impossible for him to be me, this must be a crazy dream that I'm having." I then chuckled a little, "It has to be," I scratched the back of my head.
Then I suddenly heard a voice that startled me, "Are you sure you can truly say this is a dream Jack? Who's to say that this is a dream, what if it's more than that?" a dark sinister voiced spoke; it almost felt like if he was whispering it near my ear, like the wind. Then unexpectedly the atmosphere began a drastic change, the wind was blowing harder moving the leaves under my feet, the warm sunlight was now being blocked by the clouds making everything darker, and when I turned my attention to the teenage boy, he disappeared leaving the girl alone still running around playfully. "No!" I yelled. "Jack! Jack! Where are you?!" the girl asked worriedly. Even though the wind was blowing hard, I pushed my body forward, immediately running towards the little girl; though with every second I took, I felt like an unseen force was pulling me back. Time seemed to have gone slower while my body felt excruciatingly heavy as I kept desperately trying to reach her. Though she ended up fading away along with the rest of the world I was standing upon. Everything was being swallowed up by the shadows of darkness. "This can only be the work of one man, Pitch." I watched helplessly seeing everything being torn to pieces due to the shadowy nightmares. I then looked down, with my silver hair covering my eyes, a tighten fist was formed into one of my hands. "What is it that you fear the most Jack?" Pitch spoke again; darkness was slowly swirling around my body. My staff magically appeared in my right hand; gripping it tightly, I didn't move a muscle, "Leave me alone, you already caused enough damage," I spoke out in anger. Though he only laughed at my response, "But the fun has only begun Jack Frost….if that is the person you truly believe you are," he said. "You will fall along with the rest of those pathetic friends of yours," Pitch continued. Then in a flash I suddenly felt something that pierced my body making me drop my staff.
It felt like if it was a knife or a dagger. I managed to choke out a scream from feeling the pain from the unexpected attack. My eyes looked downward in seeing a shadowy blade that was thrust into my body; blood was dripping off of it down to the ground; I even examined my hand and saw that it was covered with dried blood. My vision started to get hazy as I was being slowly consumed by the nightmares that were approaching me. "A dream…to a nightmare," I said in a soft low voice trying to breath. Then the last thing I saw was that a shadowy creature screamed demonically and then jumped, coming after me.
"AAAAAHHHHH" I couldn't bare it, I was screaming at the top of my lungs; my eyes were shut tighter and I believe my face was wet due to a few tears falling. I moved and unexpectedly fell hard down to the floor with the blanket still wrapped around me. All that could be heard was a loud thump, I slowly got up and rubbed the top of my head, "Ouch, that really hurt," I sleepily said. I then examined on where I was and quickly remembered that I was in my new bedroom that Santa Claus (North) had provided for me. I then blushed and gave a weak chuckled, "It was only a dream," I said feeling a little relieved. "And because of it I fell off the bed, luckily no one saw that or I think the Kangaroo (Easter Bunny) will be laughing at me getting a kick out of it." I then got my blanket and slowly crawled back into bed; though in a sitting position. I slightly tilled my head resting it on the window staring out, seeing my own reflection. I then wiped the wet tears on my face away, sighing. "It was a dream, yet…why do I feel it was real? It felt like if I was seeing a memory which is weird since I can't recall the memory at all. Then….then Pitch came in trying to take over, I believe without a doubt that that part of the dream was real since his goal is to spread fear to everyone; mostly the children, but what does he want with me? But most importantly, what does he mean by, " if I truly believe that I'm me"…is he trying to make me doubt my existence, or what he said holds something no one, not even my parents told me about." I just kept trying to make sense out of all this. I then turned my attention upward, gazing at the moon up in the night-sky. "The moon…why do I have this feeling it has something to do with the moon," I said softly. I then pulled the covers, lying down comfortably on the bed, resting my head on the fluffy pillow. "I'm thinking too much about of all this… I mean it was a dream right?" I spoke staring above the ceiling. Then before I closed my eyes to continue my sleep, I suddenly heard a small knock on my door. I rose up from bed, "Come in," I said. The door opened slowly revealing to be the Tooth-fairy.
"Jack, are you okay? I heard a loud noise coming from your room," she said with a worried expression on her face. "Yeah, I'm okay, no problem," I said giving a small laugh, "I just fell off the bed that's all, clumsy me." I said giving a bright smile; though it still seemed like she had the same worried expression on her face. "Well…okay as long as you are alright, just don't forget that you have to wake up early since we have to do many things tomorrow in planning our strategy to take out Pitch," she slightly turned her back and reached for the knob. "Yeah, I know, thanks for checking on me though," I said starting to get comfortable on the bed again. She then gave a warm smile, "Goodnight," she whispered. "Goodnight," I said tiredly; I ended up yawning while stretching my arms. I then turned my body to the opposite side of her still having my eyes open; eventually I finally heard the door shut quietly, leaving me alone with my thoughts again. "Like I said before it was only a dream, when we destroy Pitch, all this will just be a forgotten memory." I finally closed my eyes, slowly drifting back to sleep again, waiting for the arrival of day.
*While everything seemed peaceful in Santa's workshop, outside in the frosty cold, a dark figure was standing eyeing at the building. "Like I said Jack, this is only the beginning, enjoy your last night of sweet dreams, because after tonight, it will be your last," Pitch said coldly with a wicked smirk on his face. After while, he started to walk off into the distance, he then turned his attention to the illuminating moon, "No one will stop me, I will get my revenge once more," he said determined pointing at the moon, "You were the one that chose him to defend the dreams of children and to destroy me, well since I have a few tricks up my sleeves, I'll make sure that your little plan on choosing the boy will backfire, I have my own plans for him," he said putting his hands together giving a sinister laugh. Then from behind a wave of darkness appeared surrounding him; some of the darkness emerge into shadowy horse-like creatures. "Come now my friends, we have so much to do," he said patting one of the horses on the head. With that said Pitch and the nightmare creatures vanished, lost in the snow. Things have only just begun…