Chapter One: Chronological Caos
Years went by, but no one paid attention to him.
He brought winter, madness and hate, or so other creatures of the spirit world believed.
"Evade him and you will evade the coldness and pain from the frostbite and death he brings", said other seasonal, "someone that makes die everything on earth shall not be trusted".
Without anybody to talk with him, just the wind, that warned him of the approach of danger, and cared for the child.
Without anybody to understand his situation.
Without, just without.
First meetings were not the best moments, they were short, and usually the subjects ran away from him.
After years, his hope started dying, but never leaved. Of Course, this hurt more, his heart was icing inside, holding desperately the little hope he did not wanted to loose.
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Countless decades, countless moons and minutes. The frozen child was trapped in his destiny, in his immortal body. Immortal sorrow that iced his dreams.
He met de Sandman, an entity that brought dreams, dreams that never reached the frozen boy. Then came the mini fairies, minions of the Fairy Queen, they were fast, with bright colors dressing them, never looking at him, in the shadows of the night.
Several spirits, entities and creatures coming from the magical world, several beings that never cared for him.
Growing smaller, and sad he met the light. She called herself Spectrum, the physics phenomenon. She offered a hand at his loneliness and shared little things with him, but they encounters were not so often, she being Light was everywhere, meaning she attended several things everywhere in the world at once.
Wind and Light were his friends.
He met Santa Claus after that, a jolly man, surfing clouds and winds delivering presents and coal to the world. Spectrum told him that the Bringer of dreams, the teeth collector and the Jolly Russian were part of The Guardians, protectors of childhood, workers of the moon. She added a fourth one, but he didn't know him.
Years passed and he finally met the last of the Guardians, the Easter Bunny. He severe and serious and Jack thought he didn't resemble his Holiday's season.
The first time they saw in each other's eyes, a pair was filled with blind rage, venom, and hate, the other with pain, loneliness, and terror.
It didn't matter that the winter spirit had been attacked earlier by a herd of seasonal spirits and sprites, it didn't matter that the pain caused by an injected venom was making him lose control over his powers, it didn't matter for the so called Guardian. It didn't matter to anyone.
The years went through.
The Moon always in its permanent silence.
The child always hunted.
Then the time arrived, and he was dragged to a fight where he was needed. He helped, actions promoted by promised rewards, He helped, was betrayed, misunderstood and loved. Nobody said that finding love was easy; nobody said that having a family was easy.
He didn't care, he had someone that cared for him, and he cared back.
"Family is troublesome", he thought," it's difficult, confusing and puts one to the edge, but it's funny, caring and sweet, everything at once, and i love it."