As Jack walked to school, taking the safest way there, through the back, he tried to ignore the pain in his legs, arms, and back. He was not looking forward to school today. Johnson beat him badly that night for not cooking his food fast enough, or, obviously, Johnson hated him and was only using him to get money from the government.

As he rounded another corner, he was met with the back of the school, which was surrounded by a metal fence. He started to walk along the outside edge of it, until stopping. He got down onto his knees and disappeared onto his stomach crawling through a hole under the fence.

He popped back up onto his hands and knees, then slowly brought his backpack through the hole, wiping it and himself down. When he stood up he revealed a blue hoodie and tight black jeans. Both hiding his bruises. His eyes were a shockingly ice blue, and his hair white as freshly fallen snow. His hair was a natural white ever since that day, but that's a story for another time.

He was also a very pale color, and always felt cold. He didn't mind though, he felt comfortable, to other people he felt freezing however. He, in a way, felt more alive when cold. As he got up, he sighed and started to walk towards, not his safe haven, but his torture place.

When he got to his locker, without being seen, he reloaded and unloaded his bag, then started off towards his first class, Algebra with Mrs. Garret. He got there early as usual, and took out a worn looking leather notebook, with most of the pages full of beautifully written lyrics of songs that he wrote in black ink.

Jack is extremely smart, has the most wondrous singing voice, and can do jumps and twirls on the ice, as if he were on land. However, nobody noticed. They all just wrote him off as some weird wannabe because of his weird hair color and complexion.

As he was just about to put his pen to paper, the bell rung.

~~~~Time Skip of Three School Periods~~~~

He waited until all of the students left the room, then swiftly packed his bag. As he was walking towards his locker to unload his bag for lunch and the periods after, he was suddenly pulled aside by multiple hands. They slammed his locker shut and started to pulled off his backpack, and tugged his arms behind him. One going as far to gag his mouth, and a pair of hands tying a cloth over his eyes.

His eyes widened whenever they jostled one of his wounds. Before he knew it, the cloth was torn from his eyes, mouth, and hands, as the hands let go of him. He then turned to see his worst fear.

Pitch and his Nightmares.

~~~~North`s POV~~~~

As me, Tooth, and Sandy met up at my locker as per usual, we all immediately started to talk about our weekends. Tooth about assisting her father with kids teeth, while Sandy just listened and observed. I started to talk about how me and my dad started working on a new toy when Aster walked over.

"Hey, mates."

"Hello Bunny!" Tooth said. Sandy waved, and I walked to Aster with my arms wide open.

"Oooh no, mate! You ain't gonna hug me! Last time ya did it felt like ya were crushin` my bones."

"Hahahaha!" I just laughed and backed off.

"What about that new toy, North?" Toothiana asked.

"Oh, yes! The new toy lights up, and toy flies! You see, it-" I stopped mid-sentence when I saw Jack Frost being dragged and gagged by Pitch and his Nightmares(that's what the school calls them).

When they walked out the door I stormed outside to see them dragging him towards the pool building! Even though I haven't taken the time to get to know Jack even of he was in three of my classes, nobody deserves to be treated that way. Jack also hasn't done ANYTHING to make him a bad guy, or to deserve any of that treatment! The teachers sometimes forget about him even!

I could hear my friends calling my name, so I turned and put a finger to my mouth rather violently, and used the other to point the way Pitch and Jack went. The others, confused, looked at each other, and soon realized what I meant and nodded towards me in agreement.

Together we all followed and slipped inside the pool area to hide and listen to see what would happen, and maybe, most likely, step in.

~~~~Jack's POV~~~~

Pitch took a step towards me. I was about to step back when he grinned in amusement and said, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jackie."

I growled at his nickname for me, and turned around to see a pool. I felt myself start to shake, my legs grew weak, as my eyes widened. I turned back around, my eyes pleading to him to not go along with his plan. When I realized my mistake. I let my fear show through, and proved Pitch's theory true. He probably guessed when we went out...

I have aqua phobia! I couldn't help but be scared! I watched closely as Pitch threw my backpack to the side, watching his every move closely and analyzing them as best I could through the cloud of fear in my mind.

My breathing picked up the pace, going faster and faster, along with my heart and with every step he took towards me. I didn't step back, however, for fear of falling into the pool. I looked up to see his eerily amber, glowing eyes staring at me with mirth. His lips spread into a smirk of amusement. I watched as he slowly lifts his hands, when, my mouth betrayed me, and let a soft whimper escape.

"P...please, d-dont do this." I whispered in a terrified voice.

Pitch leaned down, hands on my shoulders, his lips and hot breath pressing against my ear. He whispered gently, in a mocking way, "Why not, Jack?"

I gulped. I couldn't admit to him my one greatest weakness! Though he already knew by now. A hand pulling my chin up broke me front my thoughts. As I stared into yellow looking eyes, he spoke.

"You're worthless Jack. A pathetic human being, always keeping quiet and hiding your wonderful voice from the world, and hoping to be saved. You are worthless, Jack! It's your fault they died! It's all. Your. Fault."

I silently, and desperately tried to make an escape plan. Pitch seemed to notice, as he smiled and pushed me into the water. The last thing I heard was a shout, running, and a door slamming shut.

~~~Authors POV~~~

When Pitch pushed Jack into the water, North (or also known as Nick) stood up and shouted in protest. Pitch and his group turned and ran for the door after seeing the burly teen and the others, while the other four ran towards the edge of the pool only to see Jack floating down, not even attempting to swim, only letting out bubbles of air.

"Save him North, Aster!" Tooth yelled, desperately.

North, being the first to react, took off his backpack, coat, and shirt, and quickly jumped in. Taking very few seconds to come back up with Jack in his arms. He then tugged him out to the edge of the pool, and jumped out as well, while the others pulled the rest of Jack's body out.

They panicked when Jack started to cough up water while flipping onto his side while desperately gulping in air.

"Jack. Are you alright?" Tooth asked softly. Jack froze and tensed as he quickly sat up and looked around him. Aster, being more than confused asked what seemed like a simple question.

"Why didn` ya swim?" He watched as Jack froze, avoiding eye contact, and slowly started to stand up, swaying a bit. That's when they saw it.

His sleeve was up and stikingtohis arm to reveal purple and blue bruises littering every space on the skin seen.

"Vhat happened Jack." North said in a serious tone.

Jack simply whispered, and answered with a single word of, "Nothing," while he pulled down his sleeves, his eyes averted.

Then he ran out to go, to escape the strangers he just knew were going to hurt him, when an arm reached out and grabbed a hold of him softly.

He turned, and tried not to flinch when she grabbed a hold of more bruises, and a couple of cuts from the kitchen knife. What he did surprised them all and gave him the chance to escape.

He smirked.

Tooth, gasped at how gorgeous his teeth were, and, before they knew it, her hands were in his mouth while she gushed compliments, and he tried to talk. His words only came out as strange mumbles though.

"Your teeth are lovely! Oh! You even floss! Just look at that-!"

"Tooth!" North yelled. She gasped just realizing what she was doing, and pulled her hands out of his mouth, and blushed while saying one last comment of how beautiful his teeth are. When she turned to leave, Jack decided that he should act as if they didn't see anything and nothing happened. So, he smirked while looking laid back. He spotted his backpack, so he turned to retrieve it.

He got down onto his knees and hurriedly opened his backpack to check his songbook. He took it out and sighed in relief that it wasn't damaged in anyway. He put it back in and zipped up his bag.

He turned and saw the group of four talking.

`Okay, time to go!` Jack thought. He ran for the door and made it! He opened the door and ran. He could hear them trying to catch up and make him stop at the same time.

"Vait Jack! Just talk to us!"

"Yeah! We only want to talk!"

"C`mon ya wacker! Don` make this any `arder than it needs to be!"

That was the problem though. If they push him and ask him where the bruises came from,he might spill about how his `guardian`, Johnson, beat him since he was 11 years old
The day Johnson's wife died, and he started to drink.

Jack ran home, never stopping, until he was five steps away. He looked at the driveway and didn't see the Hummer the color of the night sky. Black.

~~~Guardians POV~~~

"Good! He might as well leave! `ight mates?" Aster looked around to see his friends wearing worried expressions.
"What?"

"Those were no ordinary bruises you get from falling bunny."

"What do ya mean North?"

"... ve should go to class." North said while turning back to entry the school building.

"But North-" Tooth started, but Nick interrupted and said that Jack would be fine.

~~~~At Jack's House~~~~

Jack raced in through the front door, terrified at what just occurred at school. He didn't hear the shouts of his guardian, and ran upstairs to the attic, sitting in the corner of his barren room.

He was shaking from the cold, it was fall after all. He started to shake even more when he heard stomping footsteps coming upstairs and then stop at his door. A gentle knock sounded at the door, along with his name being called. Then the door slowly opened, and a foot stepped in followed by another, until a man was visible. It was Johnson.

"Jack?"

"Y-yes?"

"Why aren't you at school?"

"I-I got-t wet because I was pushed I-into the pool."

"Ahh! Poor little Jackie!" He said my name vehemently, and, I knew a punishment was coming.

He pushed me harshly so that I was on my back, and his legs on either side of my waist. He sat down onto my stomach, leaving me breathless he was so heavy, and me not having any meat on my bones for protection. He slapped me.

My 4 hours of hell started.