Hello again! Here's the first chapter of "Young Bloods." If you have already read the preview of this story from my last story, "Love Is Worth The Fight," I added more stuff to it and used it for this chapter. CHAPTER RATED: T
Chocolates. Pastries. They were everywhere! All perfectly and neatly centered on top of a long table, aligned like a legion army ready for battle. The battle of choco-holics and pastry addicts is what Jack commented while gazing at the main centerpiece of the grand dessert buffet table of the party. It was a giant chocolate fountain with its thick russet-brown geyser gracefully pouring sugary sweet liquid down to an elegant pond. The pond was delicately decorated with hand-made water lily pads and flowers floating across the surface.
Jack only knew the sisters close to six years and he's still getting used to their addictions to sweets. Especially when it came to chocolates. Milk, white, dark, mint, or hazelnut, name them all and Arendelle's royal family would definitely adore you and accept your generous gift in a heartbeat.
But, he worried sometimes when Elsa and Anna become too sugar high to function properly. It's close to being drunk, but, in this case, it's dealing with sugar, and lots of it. In the beginning, when Jack first knew them, he found their sisterly bond adorable, likely hyperactive six year olds who can't get enough with each other. However, he never knew about their unexpected sugary addiction. Like the aftermath of being super drunk came the downward spiral of having a head-beating hangover with sweets. Mainly, the girls would end up having annoying stomach aches, slight dizziness, and constant trips to the bathroom to throw up all that devilish sweets. Good thing, the sisters had patiently loving boyfriends there to help.
Elsa being hungover by sugar can sometimes bring a laugh or two for Jack to endure happily. He couldn't imagine what his life would be if they were expecting a little Elsa or Jack. And during that nine month journey would be Hell for the both of them. Jack shook away the idea of creating a family aside because he didn't aske Elsa whether she'll accept his proposal or not.
Hopefully not, Jack commented. Baby steps, he reflected inside while continuing his daily chants to remind himself that he needed to slow down and take one step at a time. Since the changes in his life, he had to function along with the humans on Earth after turning himself into a half-immortal half-human twenty six year old.
Jack isn't eighteen anymore, nor looked like a three-hundred year old man. So instead he finally aged to the point he looked like a twenty-six year old young bachelor. For the ladies, he's unfortunately taken. Which was a good thing for Jack from growing up the colonial times as a teenager. Dating wasn't on his mind at the time nor was being a Guardian. But, that all changed since he bumped into a young goddess in a Manhattan subway station. Technically, Jack and love didn't mix well in his life until he began to date a modern-day queen of a small kingdom in Norway.
The Queen of Arendelle isn't a normal human. Of course she had the appearance of a human, but, she held similar ice powers like Jack since she was born. Unlike Jack, he was given the powers to control ice and snow, Elsa had to grow up alone without a teacher to mentor her about controlling her powers. However, these two spellcasters ended up teaching themselves to control their powers in order to protect those closest to them dearly. Elsa protecting her sister Anna while Jack accepting his Guardianship to become the Guardian of Fun.
But according to Jack, the best part of dating Elsa wasn't only the things they shared in common. Yes, they were overly protective older siblings and carried a great deal of responsibilities. It took years for him to realize, but, Jack noticed Elsa as a special someone he couldn't live without. Elsa felt the same way too. Well, they had to learn it the hard way during those three years of separation when they were just naive twenty-one year olds.
With his past aside, Jack only looked forward to what his future has in store for him. As he glanced around the crowded ballroom of elites, dignitaries, families, and friends, Jack hoped for more wonderous adventures for him and those he loved the most.
He stood by a young, energetic redhead, watching her happily straightening out her blond boyfriend's honorable sash. The young man with snowy white hair browsed around the grand ballroom with great amazement, his charming sapphire eyes were glued at the vast traditional decorations of Norwegian culture beautifying the room. With high ceilings where they meet to cast a triangular shape to rise up the castle's exterior pointed roofs, the floor was spotless like a freshly coated sheet of ice on a frozen lake. The three friends couldn't contain their laughter while looking down at their goofy deformed reflections.
"Well, don't you all look elegant and well-dressed for tonight," The three looked over their shoulders and spotted the young queen in a classic polished gown in fine teal silk with white embroidered laces that were sewn to look like freshly fallen snowflakes.
"Really? Well, you look beautiful. More beautifuller actually!" The redhead squealed delightfully.
The queen chuckled. "Thank you Anna." The two sisters exchanged joyous smiles among one another.
"Seems like the party started off pretty well. Your guests seem to be enjoying themselves." Kristoff commented.
The four looked around the dance floor with awe. From diplomats to locals, everyone was from the town of Arendelle to those the royal family had a relationship with, were all attending the celebration. The townspeople were grateful for all what the sisters have done for the town, they couldn't be happier and pleased to see them again over those years of separation.
Five years ago, they were forced to leave the kingdom in order to keep their citizens safe from harm. With the heavy amount of responsibility from the queen and of course the princess as well, the two had to flee to a city where their kind was welcomed and protected. No, not a place for the elite and royals to be spoiled with the top of the line security and luxury, but, the essence of not being shunned by society.
"C'mon Kristoff let's go dance!" Anna rushed over to her broad-shoulders boyfriend.
"Um, Anna maybe we shouldn't. You just ate two slices of chocolate cake." Kristoff advised her to relax for a moment.
"Don't be a party-pooper, c'mon!" Without giving Kristoff a fighting chance, the squealing redhead dragged her boyfriend, looking ever so helpless calling out his friends to save him from a night of endless dancing and embarrassment.
"Well, there they go," Jack shook his head, while chuckling happily. Elsa nodded. "So are you enjoying yourself tonight?" The young man stood by her in a very regal navy blue suit in royal accessories, a traditional Norwegian sash, a few badges and pins decorated the left side of his chest, and an honorably sword hung by his side.
Elsa looked over and spotted the charming smile on her boyfriend's face. Who knew she found someone that was worth loving and protecting. She certainly knew he never given up on her while the world was turned upside down. Besides fighting together to stop a psycho maniac of darkness from turning the world into a giant meat locker, they learned that their broken past brought them together to give each other another chance of a better future. Hopefully a happy one.
"Maybe we should join them." Elsa suggested with a cheery smile, her crystal blue eyes were gleaming with joy while Jack's was locked into her beautiful gaze.
Jack blushed. "Oh man really? I'm sorry love, but, I just ate. You see I can't dance right after eating."
Elsa rolled her eyes, her arms crossed while staring at him until the former Guardian was broken by the young blonde's strong sense of intimidation.
"Gah fine." Jack grunted. "You win." He cast a scowling expression all over his pale skin face with his eyes narrowing at his girlfriend while frowning like a very disappointed puppy.
Elsa couldn't help it, but walked over and pinch Jack's cheeks. Instead the caring blonde peek a soft kiss on his face, causing Jack's cheeks to flash a streak of red. "Love you." She said in return.
"Oh! Anything for you, my majesty" Jack playfully acknowledged her in an obnoxious Londoner accent while bowing his head, one hand by his heart and the other extended up in the air. He looked up and found Elsa rolling her eyes again, the gesture just made him grin.
"Stop playing games with me Jack. C'mon!" Elsa was truly impatient to the point she quickly dragged him across the dance floor until the couple bumped into Anna and Kristoff.
Poor Kristoff, he wasn't always the dancing type. He mainly focused on hockey, reindeers, and ice harvesting. Since visiting his relatives in Norway, his cousins, who were actual rock trolls introduced him to the history of ice harvesting thanks to a friendly mountain man who owned a trading shack in the middle of the forest outside of town. But, when it came to dancing, the young man was clumsier than his girlfriend.
"Anna, sweetheart, can you slow down for a second!"
"No way Kristoff. This isn't a slow song" Anna locked both of her hands onto Kristoff's while she slide to her left, then to her right. The young dancer was in sync with the local band that were playing traditional folk songs. The violins and woodwinds were singing. Heavy instruments like the tuba and trumpets were shouting with excitement. As for the guests, some were clapping while others were shouting, 'Hey!' to the jolly melody which echoed beyond the grand hall.
The two ice spellcasters laughed over how adorable the two dancing couple were acting. They cheered at them while walking over.
"Ready?" Elsa asked Jack kindly.
"Nope." Jack grinned mischievously. Elsa shook her head, a smirk on her face to show how she was already used to Jack's mischievous side. He was once the Guardian of Fun after all.
Jack extended his hand for Elsa to grab hold, her fingers intertwined perfectly with his. The young Guardian used his other hand to wrap around his lover's waist, pulling her close until the space between was nothing by less than an inch. They could hear each other's heartbeats and soft breathing. Elsa cast a loving smile and gazed up at her handsome sweetheart's warm sapphire eyes. She placed her empty hand on his shoulder and winked at him.
That's my cue, Jack told himself while he began guiding Elsa across the floor.
The two were well-known throughout the town. A loving couple with amazing dance skills. Another cute thing they could put down on their bio page as a couple. Anna once told them they might have at least a Wikipedia page dedicated to them. As the former Guardian and young queen glided around the floor, the band tried to keep up with their dancing, as if the couple was the one conducting them instead. When the music was speeding up and the melodies' pitches and frequency began to increase, a sudden ringing sound echoed across the hall.
The ringing was somehow strong enough to slowly distract Jack from dancing. He assumed one of his ears was just ringing because of the endless hours of blasting loud music through his headphones. However, this wasn't any ordinary ringing. It felt like more whimsical, more like a changing spell than an instrumental track playing in the background.
Suddenly the ringing was so loud inside Jack's head, he let go of Elsa's hand and pushed himself away from her.
"Jack!" Elsa saw him gradually in pain, both of his hands were covering his ears. He had his eyes closed shut, teeth clenching like he was truly being tortured by an unknown source of pain. Everyone in the hall stopped whatever they were doing. Eyes were stuck staring at the troubled ex-Guardian. The band paused for a moment from playing.
"Jack! Are you alright?" The queen rushed over to help him.
"No stay away!" Jack held up a hand to stop Elsa from coming any closer. He took a step back. His hands were pressed against the side of his skull, fighting the headache of high pitch noises ringing inside his head.
"Jack please let me help you," Elsa didn't give up on talking some sense to him.
"Please Elsa, stay back!" Jack shouted. The headache was unbearable for him to continue on standing. His knees gave in, causing him to kneel down on the floor.
"But Jack."
"No stay back!" Jack roared in a furious tone. Not just any ordinary tone, more like his voice was taken over by a demonic spirit. It sounded menacing, causing everyone to slowly back away. Chills ran down their backs and sweat drops began to trail down the side of their faces.
Elsa stood in the middle of the floor, eyes locked at her boyfriend who was hissing and struggling - the pain was just too much for him to endure. With great determination, the courageous queen walked towards him with caution. She took deep breaths at the same time clearing her mind.
Be strong, don't show any fear. Protect those in needed. She chanted one of her various mantras to keep herself and her powers intact. A technique she taught herself over the years while learning to finally accept who she was.
"Jack, my dear. Please don't be afraid, I'm right here." Elsa called out to him in a most tender-loving tone.
"Elsa!" Jack screamed. "Stay back!" The demonic voice over took the loving voice which Elsa grew to love.
Then Elsa's eyes widen when she noticed sheets of ice began to cover Jack's body. From his arms to feet, coats of frost and solid ice was taking over him. Jack was screaming in pain as if his own powers were killing him inside. Spikes were forming on his back, large ones that made him look like a monster than a human being.
Jack's hands were transformed into the most horrific case of deadly sharp claws, sharp enough to slick a throat with one swipe. His feet and legs formed into the legs of a dragon, no scales, just deformed to the human eye. Then an unusual reptile looking tail magically appeared from behind, flailing, swinging in the air. Lastly, for the finishing touch, Jack's eyes no longer looked welcoming. His signature sapphire eyes faded into black, until glowing streaks of red consumed the dark color to make his eyes vile looking.
Without thinking of the safety of the guests and his loved ones, Jack released a mighty roar that caused the castle to shake violently.
"Jack," Elsa was speechless.
"Elsa get away from him!" Anna shouted from behind a wall of castle guards. Kristoff was right by her side, holding her back.
"No, he won't hurt me," Elsa replied back. "Jack please, I'm here. Everything is going to be okay." The queen continued on giving reassuring words for him to calm down while slowly approaching the spot where ice and frost was forming on the floor.
"I said, stay back!" The demon inside Jack's body was too much to contain and control. His newly transformed body leaped into the air and dived towards the queen. With his heavy, monstrous hand held above his head, he swiftly attacked Elsa with one mighty swipe of his claw.
"Elsa!"
Jack jolted up from his bed. Drenched in sweat, the young man was heavily gasping for air. He covered his face with both of his bare hands and wiped away the salty liquid.
"Damnit! These nightmares are getting worse," He said while staring at the naked ceiling.
The ceiling fan was quietly turning throughout the night, but, the air wasn't cold enough for him to cool off. Jack removed his blanket and rolled out of bed. His bare feet casually walked down a messy wooden floor of scattered clothes, folders with papers inside, and other junk in his chaotic bedroom. Without even thinking of turning on the lights, Jack let the moonlight that slipped through his room guide him to his bathroom.
Jack turned on the bathroom lights and walked towards the sink. His tired hand turned one of the knobs to release a flow of cold water down the faucet. He cupped his hands together and captured the water inside, he tilted his head down before splashing his face - trying to absorb the cold touch of the water in order to calm down his restless nerves. He gasped for air after splashing his face a couple times before turning off the faucet.
One by one, little water droplets fell off the tip of his snowy white hair while some playfully ran down his face, leaving a trail on his pale fair skin. The droplets mixed with his sweat, working together to cool himself off while the air outside was starting to get warmer.
Summer was on its way.
Jack placed his bare hands on the edge of the sink while staring at his reflection in the mirror. He wasn't the same old teenage boy he used to be for almost three centuries. Since that unforgettable battle five years ago, he completely changed, his entire life has changed. But was it for the better? The young man was now in his mid-twenties, who would have thought he still had his human features and qualities while being a Guardian, an immortal - and yet besides his white hair and sapphire eyes, his appearance completely changed over the years.
At twenty-six, he was close to five feet eleven with a slender body and dark thin hair, peach fuzz, colonizing at the edges of his chin and the side of his face. Though he occasionally visited barbershops around the city to get a cut or trim once awhile to maintain his short hair style. He no longer carried an oval shaped head, but a carefully sculpted-chiseled strong chin and cheekbones. His set of eyes remained the same, but the various expressions he carried throughout the day are a mixed of someone who was serious and benevolent at the same time.
I wonder if I look like him. Why can't I remember what he looked like, Jack wondered quietly inside his head.
As he continued to stare into the mirror, a sudden ringing noise invaded into his ears - causing to lose his sight and started seeing things blurry. The noise was too much for him to take in. He nearly fell down on his knees. But the high pitch ringing ended after a few seconds and Jack managed to carry himself back up. When he looked back into the mirror, his reflection was no longer the same, it was a shocking image of a demon with glowing sinister eyes staring back at him. Its skin was gray, pale, lifeless all together with spikes trailing down its back. On its bare chest had the similar scar that Jack carried on his own.
When Jack reached over to feel his bare chest, he felt the scar line through his fingertips, reminding him that the mark was permanent. But what shocked the young ex-Guardian the most was how the demon in the mirror was in sync with his every movement. Jack saw it touching its own chest too.
"What's going on?" Jack whispered.
The demon's eyes continued to glow furiously, causing Jack to feel more intimidated. The growling sound coming from the monster's voice grew louder by the minute as if the demon's cry resembled a lion's roar and a dinosaur's scream. Overall, the ruthless roar made Jack feel uneasy. Just when the demon was transforming into a different shape, Jack took a step back. In a matter of seconds the demon turned into a cloud of dust and emerged out of the mirror. Jack turned around and quickly reached for the nearest item he could use as a weapon. The dark cloud of dust was rushing towards him.
"Stay back!" Jack shouted, thinking the dust was going to swallow him whole. And yet, the demon never actually existed in the first place.
"Jack. Are you alright?" A soft well-spoken voice entered the bathroom.
"Go away demon!" Jack turned around to find his loyal friend Izo standing in front of him while rubbing his sleepy eyes with one hand while the other was holding his stuffed bear.
"Jack, what's going?" Izo blinked twice before realizing Jack was holding up a toilet plunger like it was a mighty sword - pointing it straight at him. "What on earth are you up to this early in the morning?"
Izo was a talking ice dragon which Jack met five years ago. He was a spirit that once lived inside a katana for centuries, more than Jack living on Earth. If it wasn't for Jack, who answered his call, he would be still imprisoned until this day.
"Oh Izo it's just you." Jack let out a sigh of relief.
Izo walked over to where Jack was sitting down, on top of the toilet seat. "Are you okay?"
Jack nodded. "Yeah buddy. Just had a crazy dream that's all."
"You sure? This is the third night you woke up from a dream. You sure it's not a nightmare?"
Izo placed his small claws on his knee. Jack looked down to meet the little dragon's crystal blue eyes. The concerned looked on his face told Jack that sooner or later he had to at least tell someone about the recent dreams he was having. But were they just dreams?
I shouldn't be having nightmares. They shouldn't be existing. Jack reflected, trying not to sound crazy because his statement should be true. Since the battle in New York during that one unexpected summer, nightmares or any sense of fear, shouldn't be roaming around the minds of children on Earth.
"You want to talk about it?" Izo asked him, taking a sit on the bathroom tile floor, thinking that it's going to be story time.
Jack raised an eyebrow. "You know it's like three in the morning."
"C'mon, let's go talk in the kitchen. I'll make you some tea while I'm up."
Jack followed his little dragon friend out his bathroom, down the small hallway and into the opened roomy kitchen that was attached to the his apartment's living room.
His little home was pretty small for his laid back lifestyle as a middle school teacher - working at one of Manhattan's school districts. Maintaining the space is a must for him while also keeping up with his payments to pay off bills to keep the water and heat running. Especially the electricity of course. Since becoming a half-human, he faced the everyday struggles humans encountered while surviving on Earth. But, he also had the responsibility to balance his Guardianship.
He was still somewhat the Guardian of Fun and the Spirit of Winter, but, the tasks of traveling from one hemisphere to another to check on how the winter season was going on every corner of the world was now monitored by his own minions - which he enjoyed calling them. They weren't those small yellow creatures who worked for a certain super villain. But, instead they were creatures from nature that were made out of ice and snow that freely roamed around the world to send out report on how winter was going. Generally, they were like Tooth's mini fairies. Like Tooth, Jack now supervised his wintery animal sprites while grading his class's book reports. But things will change when he finish his last week of school - summer break is coming to the city.
"Now do you want chai, oolong, we have jasmine. How about green tea?" Izo asked while digging through the cupboards. The little guy stopped searching for a moment when he heard the fridge door being opened. He stuck out his head from the cupboards and found Jack holding onto two coffee cups and a gallon of milk.
"How about some hot cocoa instead?" The young man with snowy white hair smiled back at him.
Izo raised an eyebrow, questioning why his roommate preferred something hot during the early days of summer. Then again, he suggested tea in the first place.
"Fine, I'll have some." Izo shrugged, flapping his baby dragon wings - flying over to help Jack by pouring some milk into the cups.
While Jack searched for the needed ingredients, Izo was the one who put the cups into the microwave to warm them up. After a couple of minutes, he took them out and settled them onto the small kitchen counter where Jack laid out all his ingredients.
Izo patiently watched Jack stir up their drinks with great amazements. "Is this North's special recipe?"
Jack nodded. "Yeah, he taught me this awhile back. It's his favorites, just a little classical Russian hot chocolate drink."
The young man took both of their cups where Izo pour a half of milk on each. Jack added some water while putting a few tablespoons of sugar, a teaspoon of vanilla, a little pinch of salt, of course, at least half a cup of cream and a big ounces of chocolate into each cup. He would add in coffee mix into the drink, but, this was for helping him get back to sleep.
"Okay, here ya go little buddy." Jack gently pushed Izo's favorite coffee cup with a three headed dragon emblem from his favorite TV show - Game of Thrones. He's a big fan of the House of Targaryen.
"Thank you." Izo cool down his drink by blowing away the dancing steam from his cup before taking a sip.
"How is it?" Jack asked happily.
Izo let out a satisfying sigh. "Very good." Jack chuckled and went ahead and took a big sip from his cup. "So about your dreams, what were they all about?"
Jack took a moment to collect his thoughts. His tiresome sapphire eyes were busy staring deeply through the kitchen's large double hung windows.
It was a quiet night in his neighborhood. Though he lived in the lower East side of New York, an area of the city that can be loud, noisy, and busy during the day, tonight was peaceful for everyone except Jack. A lot of things were racing around head, but, all he was focusing on right now was someone else, not the recent nightmare he has been experiencing. He was longing for the day when he was able to see her again. Even though they've been doing this long distance relationship for some time, they experienced the typical ups and downs any couple's relationship faced. But, their relationship goes by another category or level because they always faced the struggles of coming from two different worlds. And yet, they didn't let those obstacles get in their way when it came to their love for each other.
"Jack?" The sound of Izo's voice brought him back to reality.
The young man's eyes shifted away from the window and focused on Izo. He stared into his small concerned eyes.
"Yeah." Jack cleared his throat before continuing. "I'm just tired and confused about these dreams lately. I don't want to call them 'nightmares' because they shouldn't be around anymore." He paused for a second. "But that's what I think. I don't know what really happens when Fear no longer exist in the world. Is that possible?"
Izo saw the great concern in Jack's eyes. Though he was only twenty-six years old - not including the fact that he's technically three hundred twenty-six years old, he still had a lot of things to learn about life.
"I think you need to slow down. Take things easy before one day you crash and burn. I know you've gone through a lot of things lately, but, you need to at least take a break once in awhile." Izo began to lay down the line of things Jack has been facing and doing. "I know you have work, you technically have two jobs!"
"I think it's not that bad having two jobs. A lot of people have it." Jack took a sip of his hot cocoa.
"Well Jack you're not like them. They are working to survive in the world - putting food on the table, making sure loved ones are alright. But you're half-human remember. You're no longer a full immortal. You have weaknesses Jack. And you still getting used to this new lifestyle. Especially if you get hurt, you won't have your Guardian healing abilities anymore."
Weaknesses, something Jack hasn't worried about since becoming a Guardian. The idea of being invisible was a luxurious gift to keep until the very end of time for him. Then again, he traded that gift for something else that he felt was way more important than having powers. And that was to find true love.
Jack nodded. "I know Izo. I should be able to handle this human life by now. I actually started living like a human since living on my own back in Japan. Remember?"
Izo did remember. Jack told him the story of how he spent three years living a different life than being a Guardian while running away from home. He went by the name Izo - a mysterious man who only worked at a convenience store in a town not far from Mt. Fuji. And lived in an abandoned cottage in the mountains. Throughout his time in Japan, Jack never thought about his old life all because of living through three years of suffering amnesia.
"How can't I forget about the days you felt lost and confused?"
Jack rubbed the back of his neck. He let out another tired sigh. "Well, at least I managed to get back home with the help from strangers and finally remembering those I used to love." He let out a soft chuckle and paused for a moment to see his companion staring into space.
"Are you okay?" He asked Izo.
"What does it feel like to have a family?"
Jack blinked twice. "What do you mean?"
"You might still know how it feels. You definitely had one from your past and you still have one now."
The sound of his voice caused Jack to remain quiet throughout the conversation, he bit his lips accidently when Izo mentioned about how it would feel like to meet loved ones from his past.
"Then again, I never had one in the first place. I was just a lonely spirit living inside a sword for centuries." Izo went on explaining. "Hey, do you still think about your family?"
A trail of memories escaped from Jack's mind like opening up a box that was filled up with his life story. But there's a setback, these memories are copies of his past which he remembered when retrieving it from Tooth.
He remembered that he was once a human being. He had a mother and little sister while living during the early Colonial years in the New World - The coast of America. Jack was a playful prankster back then, he was very protective over his sister and tried his best to be respectful to his mother. And yet he soon became curious about his father. He had no memory of him in anyway.
Who was he, Jack wondered. Why can't I remember him?
"Jack?" Izo got up from his seat and waved his claw across Jack's face.
"Huh?" Jack woke up to find Izo staring at him. "Oh, sorry bud, kinda lost my train of thought there." He let out a sleepy yawn. "Can we talk about this another time? I think I should go back to bed and get more sleep before work. Gotta follow doctor's orders." Jack gave Izo a wink before rubbing the top of his head. "Night buddy. Just drop your cup in the sink, I'll wash it later. Go get some sleep."
Izo watched him walk away, dragging his sleepy feet that carried his worn out workaholic body. Every minute of the hour he grew more worried about his friend.
Jack jumped back onto his bed and pulled only his blanket to cover his bare chest. He looked at the corner of his eyes, glancing over at the empty spot on his bed. Neatly made and untouched. Jack let out a yawn and slowly pushed his body back down onto his soft bed sheets. Before heading back to Dreamland, if his mind could get there, the young man glanced over to his night stand.
The moon cast a light through his bedroom window, giving him a chance to see the young couple in a small picture frame that were holding hands, smiling straight at the camera.
"Can't wait to see you again." Jack slowly closed his eyelids, drifting away back to sleep.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! So overall the story will take place five years after my first story, "Love Is Worth The Fight." The story will explore around Jack's past, for example, he somehow became curious about his father and have been thinking about his old family lately. Besides the past, Jack has to balance his new lifestyle along with his Guardianship while trying to main his relationship with his girlfriend, Elsa. That's all I have to say for now.
I'll try to maintain a weekly update - one chapter per weekend. Thanks again for reading! Happy weekend!
