Jack was simply resting a moment after giving a snow day Burgess, the place of his birth. He leaned against a tree letting his eyes drop slowly into the sweet darkness of joyful sleep. He did not stir to any noise, but to a dark feeling. A presence that was not welcome and he felt it in his very soul. Opening his eyes, Jack slowly stood with his staff in hand and surveyed his area.

Suddenly he was thrown sideways fast and hard into a tree midway up its trunk. He fell into the snow, unmoving a moment before his breath finally came back to him. He coughed, and clawed at the snow to stand but a pain in his side surprised him. It delayed his actions, long enough for his attacker to strike again.

He has thrown into another tree, the pain was in his back this time and he found himself leaning against the tree trunk nearly losing consciousness. A black figure walked toward him, grabbed his neck in an iron grip and lifted his body of the ground. Through a fog and blur Jack recognized the figure. "What…do you want…with me?" and struggled to ask.

"Wouldn't you love to know?" Pitch replied, and with that he stabbed jack's center with a sword of black sand, the sand engulfed his insides and then burst from his wound and curled around his body. He screamed at the pain, and then found himself in darkness.

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"North!" Bunny called as he entered his workshop, the guardian was in the mist of his preparations for Christmas, a legendary cluster of toys and parts were scattered about every room. Some of them already played about with themselves and North was distracted among them, checking their function, their appearance, setting his workers straight. He was too busy to notice Bunny's unexpected visit. "North!" Bunny called again, in a mid hop, landing with a thump in front of North.

North, a bit surprised, stepped back and greeted his friend, "Bunny! What have I done to deserve your unexpected visit! What a surprise!" He rubbed his belly as jolly as usual. Bunny hardly had the time to take a breath before a loud crash sounded. Looking toward the sound they found that one of the yetis was covered in a mess of red a green paint, and sat in a puddle of it on the floor. North shook his head.

"North," Bunny continued, "Have you seen Jack lately?"

"No, I haven't, I wonder how the boy is doin." He responded, touching his chin in thought.

"That's the thing, its November, and winter has yet to come." He said worriedly.

"Ho Ho, nothing can stop winter my friend." North laughed.

"But it's unusually warm, I know you're busy, but surely you've noticed." Just then several elves walked past, sweating, panting, and just simply looking hot, and uncomfortable. Bunny eyed North with folded arms.

"So it's a little warm this winter, it happens every now and then." He defended.

"But it's never been this warm, it was cold as first, but something just doesn't feel right."

North clapped a hand on Bunny's shoulder, "Well, if it would calm your nerves, I could send out a message to him."

"Thank you." Bunny spoke as they walked to North's globe room.

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Shelly frantically searched all of Burgess looking for Jack; he was nowhere to be seen. She felt fear rise inside her, it was as if the spirit of winter had disappeared completely without a trace. In was during a hopeless moment that she saw the call. It was not for her, it was for Jack, he was a guardian. She stood determined to know if he was ok, and began her journey to the North Pole.

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"It's taking too long North, he should be here by now." Bunny tapped his foot, flustered.

"But it is Jack we're talking about." North replied.

"Yes, I suppose your right." He sighed, calming himself.

"Bunny! Watch out!" North tackled him out of the way, of the red figure that crashed through the window, and tumbled across the floor coming to a painful stop at the wall.

"Ouch." Said a soft feminine voice.

North helped Bunny up, and together they approached the small form that was covered in a red cape. They watched her slowly, almost struggle to right herself, she remained on her hands and knees when she felt their presence, and looked up to them. As she did so her hood fell, revealing her face, and long black hair.

"Shelly Summer?" Both North and Bunny spoke.

"Hi." She replied with an insecure smile and a slight wave of her hand.

"What are you doing here?" Bunny asked.

Shelly stood up, pulled her hair out of her hood, and brushed off her clothing before answering, "I'm looking for Jack. Have you seen him?"

"No, we've been wondering about him ourselves."

"No, it can't be.." North spoke to himself, standing with his arms folding and hand to his chin thinking intently. "Right." Then hurriedly he called the other guardians.

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Sandy came quickly enough, leaving Tooth the last to arrive. "North! I hurried here as fast as I could." She said as she flew in. Then she look around, and then right at Shelly, " What are you doing here?" She looked around again. "Where's Jack?"

"That's what we need to figure out." North said.

"He's missing?" Tooth asked.

"Aye."

"I thought it felt unusually warm."

"Where do we start? Has anyone a clue where he could have disappeared to?" North asked. They all fell silent, unsure, but then sandy broke the silence.

"You have an idea?" Tooth asked Sandy responding to his open thoughts.

"Can you show us?" Sandy shook his head and the guardians wasted no time heading out.

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They all landed in the small clearing at once, and scattered. Shelly wondered toward the pond, its water was perfectly still. "Over here!" Tooth called, "There's blood, on this tree!" The guardians rushed toward her location, it had been dry a long time, but it had dripped down the trunk leaving a strip of black red behind. She covered her mouth, and tried not to cry, he just couldn't be hurt, he just couldn't be. She shook herself out of, determined to find him. Her eyes wondered back to the crystal clear water, and right there settled at the bottom, was Jack's staff broken in two.

"Jack!" She yelled and jumped into the water. She swam to the bottom and picked up the two pieces, then kicked off toward the surface. Just as she came close her head hit something hard, and he found herself trapped under ice. She pounded on it to no avail, it would not break for her, and already she was running out of air. Everything began to go black.

Then a pair of hands pulled her out, and dragged her away from the water. She rolled over and coughed water from her lungs. "Are you alright?" She heard Bunny ask, and shook her head and responded.

"But Jack isn't." Then she held up the two pieces of Jack's staff. Suddenly, a black figure burst from the pond.

"Ha ha ha," It gave off an nightmarish laugh.

"Pitch." Tooth said, all of the guardians took a defensive stance.

"What have you done with Jack?" Bunny yelled.

"This." He shot out a stream of black sand towards Shelly, black sand bounced off her chest and curled around her body to immerse her whole body. An explosion of power burst from her throwing back all the guardians and stopping the black sand. She fell limp, as if lifeless. Pitch laughed again and disappeared taking her with him in a dark cloud. The pieces of Jack's staff landed with a clank upon the ground after being released from Shelly's hand.

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Jack began to stir, his whole body hurt, but it was his wound that caused him the most pain. His breath was unsteady, because every breath irritated the wound at his center. His hands were also stretched uncomfortably above his head. When he opened his eye, he found he was several feet off the floor, and his hands and feet were trapped in black stone. He was in Pitch's labyrinth which was adorned in black and gold, and then right in front of him, in his same position, was the spirit of summer.

She was unconscious, limp against the black stone that held her captive. He tested his bounds with his frost power, and was rewarded with great pain that shot through his body. His screamed echoed through pitch's labyrinth alerting anyone who might be there. When the pain stopped his was sore, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. He listened for any other presence that might be close by, and when he was confident that he and the spirit of summer were alone he prepared himself to try again.

This time he put more power into his right hand, as much as he could cracking the stone, and then gave in to another great burst of pain. He caught his breath and prepared himself again. One more time and the rock shattered, freeing his hand. After recovering from yet another great pain he reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out a shard of ice.

After becoming a guardian, he created a way to contact them, and this was it. With just a tiny bit of power the signal was out. He put the lightly glowing stone back in his pocket, and relaxed a bit. Everything was sore and he had no more energy to free the rest of him. He began to get dizzy, and fall back into unconsciousness.

Just an idea, I hope you guys like it Let me know what you think.