So basically, I guess I'm ignoring my other stories? :P
Rise of the Guardians DOES NOT belong to me. I don't own them in any way. I only own my OC… :3
(please forgive me I will try to update the others… have no inspiration nowadays… so after a few months this comes out… -_-'''' yeah I should go kill myself…)
Constructive criticism encouraged, flames are not. Snowballs will be thrown at flames.
It's been a long, long time.
Twenty years, to be exact. Jamie Bennett had not seen even a sign of his old friend, Jack Frost.
Surprisingly, though, there were numerous snow days during winter which let to fun time. But there was still no sign of Jack Frost. Jamie had grown up to be an adult; but unlike others, he still believed in the Guardians, mainly Jack Frost.
He stared at the falling snow for a long time. One landed on his nose. He recalled the time when he first believed in Jack, the day he almost lost faith in the Easter Bunny. Jack had made it snow in his room.
"Daddy, is Jack Frost ever coming again?" a girl, around five years old, clung to Jamie's leg. She was his daughter.
Jamie sighed. "Cathy, he promised he'll meet us one day. He's been busy, being a Guardian and such."
"B-but daddy, what if he never comes?" Cathy started tearing up.
"Don't say that." Jamie smiled. "If he promises something, he will fulfil that promise. If he was completely gone, there would be no snow days and fun times, right?"
Cathy sniffled. "You're right. I guess we'll have to wait, right, daddy?"
Jamie smiled. "You bet."
Just then, he saw a blur of blue and brown in the sky.
"Cathy, I think that's him! Come on!" he started chasing the blur which was still unidentifiable. Cathy ran after him. soon it disappeared to the other side of a tall building. One had to pass through a narrow alley to reach the other side.
"I'm scared to go through here. What if the Boogeyman is here?" Cathy said.
Jamie smiled. "Don't worry, sweetie, he's gone and won't be here for a long, long time. Do you trust me?" Cathy nodded. "Then we'll be safe."
Jamie held Cathy's hand and they started walking. "See? Nothing's here. There is no Boogeyman."
They reached the end of the alley. On the fence sat a girl, no older than sixteen. She was wearing a sleeveless hoodie (which design was similar to Jack's hoodie) over a long sleeved white shirt which the sleeves were rolled up. She held a staff similar to Jack's, although it was decorated with ribbons. She wore three-quarter jeans and blue flats.
"Jack Frost is a girl?" Cathy exclaimed, then ran over to the fence. "Are you Jack Frost?"
The girl turned to Cathy. She studied her with green eyes. Her black hair, the edges dyed blue, fell forward. She had her hair in a ponytail. "Do I look like him? Plus, I'm a girl. I'm not Jack Frost. Sorry, kiddo." Cathy's smiled faded.
Jamie stepped forward. "But do you know him?" he asked, not sure whether her fashion sense was coincidental or if it was based on him, with the only difference being that she was wearing jeans, her hoodie was sleeveless and that she wore shoes.
"Not really, but I've heard of him. He's all 'snowballs and fun times' but I've never really seen him. I mean, I don't even know how he looks like, but then, where does all this snow come from?" she stared at the sky. "Because this time, I'm not doing it."
Cathy gasped. "You were the one making the snow days before this?" The girl nodded. "Except for today. It just snowed by itself."
"T-then maybe… you are Jack Frost!" Cathy explained. "I mean, Jack could just be the shortened version of Jackie, and, and plus, maybe the history got messed up, so you're actually and girl, and, and-"
"Cathy, she isn't Jack Frost." Jamie said that with a sad expression on his face. He turned to the girl. "Who are you, exactly? And you said that you made the snow days before today. Do you have powers like Jack? Are you actually invisible or something?"
She turned to Jamie. "You can call me Kaitlyn, I guess. That's all I remember. Kind of sad, though. I know I had some kind of life before this, but… I don't remember. About my powers, it depends. I know I have ice powers, but I also control the wind. And lightning." She thought for a while. "And about the invisibility thingy, I'm not exactly invisible. I can choose whoever sees me. Just sometimes I forget to, that's why you saw me."
"So you don't know Jack."
"Nope, I don't. But he might be here, like, right now. Which explains the snow." She jerked her head up to the sky. "I think you should be getting home now. The fun is on the other side."
In the darkness.
Pitch Black heard something. Something he didn't hear for two decades. "I'm scared... What if the Boogeyman is here?" it echoed, again and again. "Looks like someone is afraid of me again. Oh, the glee! Once I gather my own team, the Guardians won't stand a chance…" his laugh echoed in the darkness of the tunnels.