Unknown Cold
Jack Frost enjoyed having children believe in him. Every time they'd see him out their window, flying on the winter winds, they knew that the next day, he would bring snow. Eventually they would grow out of believing in him, but one kid, Jamie Bennett, never stopped believing. Jack would often visit Jamie and talk about the Adventures that Jack and the other Guardians would get into. Jamie would also talk about things that were going on that he didn't think he could talk about with anyone else. Jack was enjoying life (?) as a Guardian, but the cold crawling through his gut, that was something he did not like.
"What's wrong, Jack?" Jamie asked. "You seem out of it."
"It's hard to explain," Jack responded. Jamie just leaned against the window, getting comfortable for the story. "I just… I have this empty feeling, right here," Jack clutched his stomach. "It's really heavy and cold, not something I ever felt before, at least not since becoming a spirit."
"I think I get it, I've been feeling it a bit myself recently," Jack looked confused at Jamie. "Loneliness. That's the feeling you get."
"I have the Guardians, why would I feel alone?"
"Because they're friends, maybe family, not someone you'd consider more." Jack thought on it. It made sense, he died around eighteen, the age Jamie reached a month or so ago. If there was any humanity left in him it'd still be going through puberty, and he's seen plenty of kids grow up with similar complaints to what he was having.
Jack. Jamie. There was a silent voice rushing through his mind. A voice Jack only heard once before.
"You say something, Jack?" Jamie asked. Jack looked stunned at his friend as he remembered the only other time he heard the voice of the Man in the Moon.
"No," Jack responded. He looked to the moon and yelled at it. "What do you need!? In all of three hundred years you never talked to me! Why now!?"
"Is that the Man in the Moon?" Jamie whispered. Jack nodded still looking at the moon for an answer to his question.
You two are in danger. Moon said. Take flight to the west and keep going until the city becomes the wood. You will be safer there.
"Why should we listen to him?" Jamie asked. Jack just answered the only way he knew how.
"He knows the future." Jack picked up Jamie with that, holding him piggy-back style, and flew west, towards the setting sun, eventually feeling a slight shift in the wind that distracted him enough to cause them to fall face first in the snow. Jack stood up and rubbed his head, only to realize he got to the woods much faster than it would normally take even him. looking around, he realized he didn't even recognize the woods, and he's been all over the world.
"Jack?" Jamie said as he got up. "Where are we?"
"That's the problem," Jack said. "I don't know!"
