This is my first actual, chapter by chapter fanfic on here. Woo! I got the idea from the fanarts I've seen of Jack Frost and R. I don't know. It seems like they'd be friends or something. My two favorite guys who wear hoodies. Well, here goes nothing!

Snowballs and fun times. That's me. Or at least, it was me. Until the apocalypse began.

After the dead rose again, hungry for human flesh, the living locked themselves away in an abandoned stadium. Now, there's no one to share the fun with. Whenever I decide to give the humans a little snow, they close the roof to keep themselves warm. Of course, the little ones are not allowed outside into the dead's territory. It's kind of sad, actually. The older kids probably don't remember it much; the younger ones will most likely never see it at all. There aren't even any windows for them to peek out. I can understand why. The corpses' strength is surprisingly powerful. Any window is no challenge for them.

The dead don't believe in me. Although I'm sure it's because they don't remember anything but brains and hunger. At least I've got my fellow guardians for company, now. Sometimes, I catch a glimpse of little dead children lumbering around aimlessly, not trying to get anywhere except to some place they can eat. I get a sinking feeling in my stomach every time. It's a depressing sight. The eyes that once sparkled with delight are now a dull grey, adorned with deep purple bags. The hair that mothers used to fight to get the tangles out of is now caked with dirt. No more spirited giggles or toothless grins. Just indifferent expressions along with the occasional grunt. It's awful.

With all this, the kids still have more emotion than the adults, who just wander the airport. They roam around together, playing what would be tag if they could run a little faster. I try to jump in and start a game, a little hope that they'll see me. This has never happened. They just limp straight through me. It still hurts, even though it's coming from a corpse. One time, I saw a little girl chasing a butterfly, her pale and scratched up hands stretched in front of her. Her pewter eyes were wide, and she was making a deep gurgling noise that I assume was their form of laughter. It brought a smile to my lips. Even in these dark days, they manage to have at least a little fun...it doesn't matter if all the emotion has been almost drained from them.

I like to drop in sometimes, just to see how things are going, or if there's been any process towards the cure. There barely ever is. Just guards at the stadium bringing down a few more dead guys. It's close to winter, so I'll be here a lot more often. I walk through the deserted streets, past the rusted cars and run-down buildings. Graffiti and messages to any survivors line the walls. I pass a few Bonies devouring a body, and a chill goes down my spine. Those things are downright creepy. Even worse than the corpses. They're purely just skeletons. They eat anything that's alive without a second thought. I walk right by them, unnoticed. This is the only time I'm thankful for being invisible to most. Although I am immortal, if I were chased down by one of those things for a couple blocks, I'd be scarred for life.

My icy gaze catches on a lone corpse as he shuffles into an long-abandoned skyscraper. I go up to the window, intrigued. I watch as he stops, his nostrils twitching. I hear a sudden yelp coming from the corner of the room, and my eyes widen. A woman crouches there, doing her best to hide. It's no use. He's seen her. Her breathing pick up as he makes his way towards her, the animal in him taking over. She lets out a blood-curdling scream and jumps up, going to make a run for it. I can't just stand here and watch anymore. It's my duty to protect people. I shatter what remains of the window with my staff as the beast gets a hold of her shoulder, slamming her onto the dusty floor. The screech that comes from her mouth is unbearable as the corpse bares his stained teeth at her, ready for the killing bite. I leap through the window, adrenaline kicking in.

"Hold on!" I call, desperation in my voice. I'm too late. The corpse takes a hungry bite out of her forearm, and she wails in agony.

"No!" I yell, swinging my staff at the monster. It comes into contact with his head, and his whole body reels to the side. Frost blooms on his wrinkled skin, spreading all over him. He drops, not moving. Corpses are so delicate. One blow to the skull was all he needed. I turn to the poor girl, kneeling next to her. She gasps for air, laying in a pool of blood. The color is lost from her face. Tears spring into my eyes.

"I'm so sorry," I mutter, taking a quivering breath. "I'm so, so, sorry. I could have saved you. But I was too late. I'm sorry." She can't hear me, though that doesn't matter. She gives a final sigh and goes still. I gently close her eyes and get up to leave, guilt flooding me. I don't want to be here when she returns. I exit through the window and let the wind cradle me. I fly over the Stadium, looking down at the commotion inside. People crowd its narrow streets. Animals graze in a squared off patch of grass. I decide to make a little pit-stop. It's nice to be among the living again; a place where people smile and laugh and breathe. Where there's more things on their mind than hunger. A mother bends down to pull the jacket tighter onto her daughter.

"It's getting cold! We don't want Jack Frost nipping at your nose, now do we?" she says. The little girl stares up at her with big eyes.

"Who's that?" she asks in a squeaky voice. My muscles tense up as I wait for the answer that the mom will stew up.

"Oh, just some folktale. He's not real," she replies with a brisk laugh. I roll my eyes, sighing in exasperation. I've heard this conversation one too many times. The little girl shrugs and walks off with her mother, though I swear I see her throw a fleeting glance at me. I take off into the sky once again, my heart heavy. I've already had enough of this place for the day. It's time to see how things are going at the airport.

If you took the time to read this chapter, thank you! It's a strange idea, I know, but I've had it for a while, as I adore both of these characters. I thought I'd give it a try. Reviews are appreciated! :)

~Sea