Holly crap! It's been...two weeks! I'm really sorry guys! School started and it's been really chaotic since. :(I'm back with a new chapter! I can't promise that this won't happen again, so don't expect another chapter in this week. It's a bit shorter than the others but hopefully you guys will like it?

Disclamer: I can't believe I didn't do this yet. I only own Amber! Everything else belongs to Dreamworks©.

Someone knocked on the room door. I shook my head and hurriedly opened the door. Jack stood there, leaning on his staff. He smiled as the door swung open. "Need some company?" I let out a small laugh. "Sure. Come in, just make sure you don't freeze anything."

I sat on the bed, keeping a distance from him. I took the golden tooth case and examined the outer shell. Jack floated in the air, sitting cross-legged. He settled down and looked at me, smiling. "Are you okay?" He asked. I tore my gaze from the case. "Yeah." The temperature in the room turned colder as he hovered nearer to me. "No you're not." He frowned. "Hey, don't cry." "I'm not." I mumbled. My hand automatically went to my face, just to realize that tears were streaming down my cheeks. I grabbed a tissue from a nearby tissue box and quickly wiped away the tears. He moved over to my side and glanced at me worriedly. "Is something wrong?" He waved a hand over my face. "Nothing's wrong, stop bothering me." I said as I swatted his hand away. We both sat for a while in silence.

A thought suddenly hit me. "The way you die relates to your power, right?" "What?" "I mean, you died in winter, in a cold pond. You get powers to control winter. Get it?" He nodded. "So according to MY death, I should have some kind of technology or something as my power?" "You're not really dead, you're just in a coma. Though you're kinda a half-blood guardian, and you will be a full guardian sometime." Jack pointed out. I groaned and muttered, "Like North didn't explain that to me earlier a thousand times." He rolled his eyes. "Just saying. Anyway, I guess you're right about it being related to technology. Maybe you're some kinda guardian angel?" Jack walked around my room and tapped his staff on a lamp, freezing it. I laughed at the last sentence. "Like hell I am. I couldn't have been that tough-Hey! I need that!" He shrugged and waved his staff a bit, and the bulb on the lamp was lit again, with the frost gone. I stared at my gloves. Maybe if I do this...?

There was a bigger circle apart from the others. Starting off from one of the lines that connected to it, I traced a finger through a line on my right glove. It turned left, straight, right, straight, left, left again, okay, I lost count. "What are you doing?" Jack returned to my side and looked over my shoulder. "You look like you're playing a game of PacMan." "Shut up, I'm trying to figure this out." I muttered. My finger eventually ended up in one of the glowing blue circles. I straightened myself, waiting for something to happen. A few seconds passed. "Okay, this is weir-" Jack was cut off by a blinding light from the circle. A long blade emerged from the area of the back of my hand, shining a beautiful silver.

I smiled proudly at myself. "Now this, is some cool shiz." Flexing my fingers, I stood up and walked up to a wall and took a swift swipe. A large -but not fairly deep- gnash was clearly planted on the wall, tearing the wallpaper and revealing the brick. "Oops." I smiled sheepishly at Jack. To my response, he backed away, looking kinda creeped out. Oh well. To another problem, how the heck do I retract this? I found the same circle still glowing, and poked it. The blade slowly receded back into the glove. Awesome. I tried not to trace the line. Nope, doesn't work. Hmm, what about the cloak? Wait, I meant coat. Darn it, is my brain shutting down?

I took the draped coat off the chair, examining the circles. They don't look that much special. Some of them reached the back, which means there's no way I'm supposed to trace the lines. I put the coat on instead. Hmm...what now? "Any ideas, popsicle?" "Don't call me that." He finally had the nerve to stop staying ten feet away from me and move to my side. "Maybe if you say out loud some commands it will follow?" I raised an eyebrow. "You mean like 'armor'?" As if it heard, the coat morphed into a cloak with hood and long, pure white flakes of iron covered my shoulders in four layers. I had a wide strip of iron on my abdomen and the same white flakes covered my thighs and calves, overlapping my jeans. A layer of black iron emerged from my gloves and covered my lower arm. Different sized spikes rose from the black, their tips with the glowing blue.

It took a while for me and Jack to realize what happened. "Holly crap!" I did a turn in front of Jack. "This is cool!" A knock sounded on the door. I whispered, "Retract." and thankfully the armor disappeared. I walked to the door and turned the door knob.

"Hi Tooth!" The fairy smiled and waved. "I heard from North that you loved art, so I bought you some materials, like brushes, pencils, sketch books, watercolor, acrylics. I love your sketches of him, really adorable! Especially the elves. Ha, a bit too tall and obedient, aren't they-" "The main point, Tooth?" Jack interrupted, apparently bored out of his mind. "Sorry. Here's your things! If you need anything just ask."

I smiled and nodded, taking everything. "I guess I'll see you later?" I asked. "Okay, bye!" Tooth waved and flew away, probably to her tooth palace.

I sat on my bed and dumped everything on it. I picked up a marker and examined the brand. "Hey! Isn't this a Copic marker? This is awesome!" I rummaged the pile of materials and found a bunch of Copic markers almost every color. I remembered that-wait, I remember! I excitedly turned to Jack. "I remember something!" He raised his eyebrows. "What is it?" "I remember that my friend once promised that she would buy me Copics for my birthday. Instead, she kept telling me that they were still out of stock! I still didn't get them. I guess, until now." We both smiled. Now I can finally properly color my drawings!

"Oh, and here's something for you." "Huh?" Jack flew out of the room and returned in a flash. "What is it?" I tried to look behind his back, where he hid whatever it was. "What is it?" He took the object from behind his back. I immediately recognized it as my sack. "My sack!" I gasped and grabbed it from Jack. "Where did you find it?" "I saved it from the fire in the crash. I knew you loved your sack too much to even bear having it lost." "Thank you so much, Jack!" Without thinking, I hugged Jack. Oh god, what am I doing?! I immediately pulled away, blushing. "Sorry." I mumbled. Jack suddenly laughed loudly, almost making me fall off the bed from surprise. My face felt really hot as I stuttered out, "Hey! What's so funny?" But he looked so ridiculous that even I ended up laughing.

For the armor, I reference to the Assassin's Creed guy and this sketch: art/Female-Armor-sketches-71551263. SPOILER ALERT! Amber's powers will be kinda referenced to Generator Rex's weapons. And seriously, the copic markers thing really happened to me. My bff still didn't give me my copics. Dammit! Thanks to everyone who enjoyed this story, and please feel free to give me any ideas or tell me what I need to improve on. I will really appreciate it a lot! DM out~