Epic! More Please! -AyameKitsune

Thank you! I'll do my best, I promise ^_^

Haha! I've been waiting/wanting to write/read a fanfic like this forever!
Pls continue the story~!
-YataraM

Glad I could fulfill the need! Don't intend to be dropping this... ever!

I'm really liking this so far! The way you wrote it was smooth and straightforward. Your description had me seeing a clear picture. To-to be honest I'm actually jealous. Keep it up! :D BraveDragonof214

Aww, thanks! I try my best; I really do. Mebbe I can keep it up? I try!

Sorry if I spelled any of your names wrong, it's late over here and I can hardly keep my eyes open... Have to listen to really loud music to stay awake... . Which is actually inspiring a one-shot for Blue Exoricst One-Shots and Parodies... so I guess it's not all bad. Anyway, you're not here to listen to me blab, you're here to read the story, right? Well, get on with it, then. ^_^


~Jack's POV~

Darkness slowly ebbed away towards the corners of my vision as I slowly stirred from my sleep. One look around told me that I was not at my lake.

It was a rather bare room, furniture-wise, with Christmas-colored wallpaper. A single toy train ran in a square around the room, the track being fixed to the wall, above my head. Everything was illuminated by the light from the sun outside.

The first thing I felt was something soft, which turned out to be a simply, white bed. It stood it rather well against the red, yellow, green, and brown surroundings.

My mind burst into a panic when it realized my staff, my oh-so-similar-to-a-shepherd's staff, was neither in my grasp or near me, then to relax when I noticed it sitting in a corner to my right. After that, my mind flew back into panic when I saw a white door in the middle of the wall with one large window on each side, revealing the fact that I was somewhere inside the North Pole. And rested when I turned and saw a closed window on the left wall. The back into panic when I saw it was locked. And back into calm when I realized I could just freeze it off.

Mental exhaustion came and brought a massive headache with it.

I dropped back down onto the bed, intending to wait out the headache, but instead found myself slipping away from reality and back into the my mind. Just for the time being. Only for a few minutes. Then I'll go.


~Still Jack~

A strangled cry slipped out of my mouth as I jolted into an upright position. My hand slapped itself over my mouth and my eyes screwed shut. The nightmare played itself over and over and over again on the inside of my eyelids, like some movie.

Over the 300 years, I'd usually find myself waking up after a dreamless night. On occasion, I might have a rather dull and meaningless dream, which I could tell didn't belong to Sandy, but most likely created by my subconscious. Outside of that, I would only see dreams when I was awake.

I would rather live with that for eternity than have that nightmare just one more time.

A nightmare where everyone hated me, no one could see me, and everyone walked through me. At first, I just thought nobody believed in me. Again. Not Jamie. Not Sophie. Soon, though, I realized that wasn't the case, because not even the Guardians could see me, or touch me, and I, them. I couldn't even feel the Wind's presence anymore. My body followed Bunny and didn't respond to my brain's commands. It followed him through his tunnels until he reached the North Pole and grouped with the others guardians in some room somewhere in the North Pole. At first, it looked like it was just going to be a normal conversation, when it suddenly went downhill. Bunny started talking about how much better life was, now that Jack Frost was dead. Then, they all laughed and agreed with him.

And then I woke up as they suddenly turned towards me and started strangling me. Hence, the strangled cry. It hurt me, more emotionally than physically. North's rough hands, Tooth's gentle one's, Bunny's paws, and even Sandy's little hands, all wrapping themselves around my throat and squeezing.

And dammit, it really did hurt.

I could still feel a ghost of the pain in my neck, and that made me want to put my hand there, to make sure that it never really happened. But I knew it didn't happen, because I definitely remembered falling asleep.

Even now, I could hear their laughter as I moved across the room to retrieve my staff and fly out the window.

Right as I grabbed my staff and turned to head back to the window, I heard a gruff voice yelling something incomprehensible, but I recognized it to probably be yetish from behind me, probably from the other side of the window, which was then followed by an uproar of more yetish and the jingling of the bells that I assumed to be the elves.

Then, loud footsteps. Fast. Coming this way. There were small thuds that were poorly out of time with the footsteps, but they were just as fast and coming this way as well.

The fight-or-flight instinct, something I hadn't felt in a long time, punched me hard in the chest and promptly shoved me, so I ended up running to the window even though it wasn't that far away. The obvious solution would've been to freeze the lock off, but I didn't have my head on too straight, and instead, ended up yanking at it desperately, quietly pleading for it to open. I knew I was too late when I heard the door open and was suddenly hugged from behind. A head rested on my head, and I could assume it to be Tooth's, as I then heard her voice come from above me.

"Jack!" She hugged me even tighter. "Oh Jack, we didn't know what happened to you! We watched all the Nightmares chase off Pitch and then we turned around and you were gone! We thought the Nightmares had taken you!" For a moment, I wasn't able to comprehend what she had said and thought she had been speaking and hyperventilating at the same time, but once I thought about what I did hear, I was able to piece it together and realize she was simply excited.

"Is good thing Sandy found you, no?" North's Russian accented voice bellowed loud and clear. "Sandy say when he found you, he almost not recognize you because you look so out of it and almost afraid!" He shook his head. "When he tell this first time, I not believe him because I think, 'That is not our Jack', but when I remember how you suddenly vanish, I think he maybe right. Good thing I listen second time, yes?" He chuckled.

"..Yeah, it's a good thing." I decided to play along and figured that I could leave when they had gone to sleep. Sandy, however, did not seem fooled by my words.

"Come, let us go for a walk. I want to know what happen." North gestured for me to follow him out of the room, and I did just that, gripping my staff much tighter than usual. Sandy was nudging Bunny and pointing at me, making symbols over his head that I couldn't make out from the corner of my eye. Bunny, who hadn't said anything, cast a glance my way, with an emotion that I couldn't quite figure out.


~You Guessed It - Jack!~

"So Jack..." North had his hands interlocked by his fingers, behind his back, as they slowly walked through the workshop. Toy planes zoomed past, a yeti ran across their path carrying a heavy-looking dollhouse, the elves played with the lights, rows of yetis painting toys to then put them on the stands and keep working. Though it looked rather tedious, it was easy to decipher the yetis' grumbling to one another as enjoying their job. "What happen? You were there one moment, and next your were gone, like that!" He swung his left fist in a horizontally curved uppercut, held his arm in the air for a moment, and then promptly dropped it at his side. My eyes never wandered to North himself; rather, I distracted by gaze with the bright lights and interesting objects, some of which I had never seen before. What distracted me the most, though, was an elf running by wearing a purple light-up squid hat.

"Jack?" Oh. Must have zoned out a bit there. "You going to answer question or what? We not have all day." He said in a joking manner, but there was an underlying seriousness to it that couldn't be ignored.

"I... don't really know what happened. One minute I was there, and the next... I just... don't know." My voice cracked a bit during the sentence. Thank... whoever bothers to listen... for voice acting. I'm not very good at it, but if you want to be a good liar then you have to at least be somewhat decent in the art of voice acting. North sighed, obviously displeased with my answer.

"Alright then. You want to go back to sleep?" My brain kept telling my nerves to tell my muscles to make my head nod, but for some reason I just... didn't. After about a minute of this, I sighed and shook my head, which came - annoyingly - easily.

"No... I don't feel tired." I stated bluntly, wishing the conversation would end so I could stop feeling bad about lying to North. If we hadn't shared the whole 'defeating Pitch' experience, I wouldn't have cared, but it's funny how some time together can basically split everything that you've done to shield yourself. Everything I'd done to shield myself from contact with other spirits, taunting me about the fact that I couldn't be seen. I mean, Jamie's group of friends could obviously see me, or at least, I hoped they still could, but now... I just don't know. And that's scary, to not know.

"So, what you want to do, Jack? You been gone for 3 months. We have to do... some welcome home party. That's..." North paused as a grin spread on his lips. "That's exactly what we will do! Stay right here, Jack. I be right back." He sounded more... cheerful than usual. And then he was off, leaving me to stand there. A few of the nearby yetis had heard North tell me to stay there, and I could guess they wouldn't let me leave easily. I saw no open windows, so there was no way for the Wind to get inside. I could always freeze everything and leave like that, but I didn't want to leave the Guardians on a bad note. No... not at all.

I don't know how long I stood like that, but I was starting to become a bit uneasy, until Bunny came up behind me and startled me.

"Hey, Frostbite." "Kangaroo." I acknowledged him with a humorous tone, but didn't feel elated at the moment. Bunny pushed aside the comment and continued, so I figured it must be something of relative importance. "Is... something wrong? You seem a bit... off, Frostbite."

"Why would you think that, Kangaroo?" I didn't trust myself to look at him; I was honestly afraid of what I would do if I saw his face. The path this conversation could take pulled at my heartstrings and I knew it would only get worse, as we got deeper into it. So, I had to make sure that didn't happen. "You've just been a bit.. off, is all. Not acting like yourself." "I'm just a bit out of it. Just need to rest a bit." I really wanted to look at him, for him to see the emotion splayed clearly across my eyes. But at the same time, I shouldn't. So I didn't.

"...Alright, Frostbite. I gotta get back to the Warren for now, but... you're welcome to visit." His voice was a bit softer than usual. "Okay." My gaze was focused on my staff as I tried so fucking hard not to cry, but my eyes were still watering anyway. No, I didn't cry, but it emotionally hurt, so badly, that I'm not even sure how I did it.

Sure enough, I heard the double-tap of Bunny's foot on the ground and a whoosh as he hopped down, and a flower was left in its place, sitting in the workshop. None of the yetis or the elves paid it any attention, with them all being too wrapped up in whatever they were doing, whether it be important or not. I turned around, and sure enough, there was a flower, sitting in the ground. A primrose, in fact.

"May as well have something to remember them all by... Just because I'm moving on doesn't mean I have to forget, right?" I whispered into the air, and, as I had expected, nobody heard, as I walked over to the flower and gently picked it. A thin layer of white frost coated the flower to a standstill. It stopped moving entirely, and the way the ice had to bend around the curves made the actual flower hard to see. The ability to see the color was lost in the frost.

Right. Because winter isn't much beloved. Winter holidays are. Not winter itself. Death and darkness was often associated with blizzards and ice. At first, I thought that was kind of ridiculous... but time went on, and seeing all the people believe it. Children wishing it wouldn't snow that year because it was so cold. Parents hoping it wouldn't or that ice wouldn't form so they could drive safely. Some kids liked a white Christmas, but not on the level of a blizzard, but more-so on the level of a light snowfall. Enough to make a snowman, or have a snowball fight. Maybe even enough for a snow day. Otherwise? Nothing.

About 10 more minutes passed before North finally came back. He looked excited, winded, and red in the face. "Jack! Good news! I plan party for tomorrow evening! I invite other spirits, too." He was grinning from ear-to-ear, and I didn't have the hear to tell him no, despite my dislike of the other spirits. "Alright. I'll just stick around the Pole, then." The words came tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. "Alright. I assume you know way back to room you were in?" "Yeah." I really didn't, but I'd figure it out eventually.

"Okay. I go make official preparations!" He clapped his hands together and went running off. Again. Leaving me alone. Again. He didn't seem to notice the frozen flower in my hand, and, to be honest, I was glad about that. Didn't want to go explaining it to him. The rest of my afternoon was spent wandering - aimlessly - around the Pole, mostly in my own thoughts. I hardly noticed when I bumped into a yeti and accidentally caused him to drop the paint he was carrying. It stained me a bit, but I just mumbled an apology and continued on my path. Froze a few elves, tripped over a few elves, but nothing was really bringing me back down to earth.

Until one of the yetis shook me and pointed out a window to show me that the sun had gone down. I just nodded and continued walking, now searching for the room that I had slept in.


Light slowly entered the room, but that's not what woke me. A knocking at the door is what woke me. The light just happened to be the first thing that I saw. One glance through the window was all I had needed to know that it was a yeti at my door. As soon as it noticed me, it nodded and walked off. The first thing that crossed my mind was that he wanted me to follow him, so I stood up with my staff and followed him out, with the primrose bouncing lightly in the front of my hoodie.

I'll have to find out what a 'primrose' is in flower language... because a primrose is usually not the type of flower that Bunny leaves behind.


It's 2 in the morning.. my younger sister won't shut it... I'm blasting music in my ears at almost full volume... Urggghhh, I wanna go to sleep... *facedesk*

Night, everyone.

Das vedania!

IMPORTANT (Only really important for the 3 reviewers at the top, so if your name is not on there, you may continue on with your business)

Oh, and the 3 reviewers (that I so greatly appreciated your reviews, brightened mah day) at the top, here's a little challenge.

Each of you will pick either the number 1 or 2.

Step One: If only one person picks the answer I have already decided on, then I will request for them to become my beta.

Exception/Step 2: Should they decline, I'll hold a different challenge for the other 2 that I won't mention now.

If someone disqualifies I'll skip to step 2. If 2 people pick the right number, I'll skip to step 2.

If nobody wants to be my beta, expect grammar and spelling mistakes in the future.

Das vedania to whoever bothered to read this little extra part!

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Alexia: I wanna go to sleep!

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