Heart of Ice
By Mallory Mirkov
Chapter 4: One big happy family…plus Jack
The rest of the week went by rather quick. Luna and Alexander come over on Wednesday and Thursday but Jack's blizzard managed to keep them away on Friday, granting him and Logan some quality time together.
"What's the movie now?" asked Jack
"Home Alone. A classical" smiled Logan.
After playing the movie, Jack scooped up Logan and lifted him up, causing the other to giggle as he was set down and wrapped in a blanket and hugged by Jack tightly. However, he'd barely hit the pillow when sleep claimed him
When Logan woke up, he was hearing something amidst the roar of Jack's blizzard: the familar screech of the garage doors
"Holy fuck!" he swore and leapt off the couch. Swiftly, he shoved all the junk food from the coffee table into a nearby bag, threw the clothes Luna and Alexander left and never picked up in his closet and turned off most of the lights. With a leap worthy of a gold medal, he landed on the couch just as the door opened.
"Wuzzgoingon" rumbled a sleep Jack
"Parents are here." said Logan before shutting his eyes and wrapping himself in a blanket
Coop and Helen Matthews, along with Rosemary Matthews strolled in. Jack looked at them. Coop had a sort of bachelor/playboy kind of look while his wife, with dark orange hair and full red lips, looked like a model. Rosemary, barely at the ripe age of 10, had long flowing dark brown loosely curly hair, probably from of her father.
"Damn" said Jack.
"Logan?" asked Helen, narrowing her eyes. Logan feigned getting up, yawning sleepily
"Oh hi guys...what's up?" he asked.
"Nothing much…heard there was a blizzard and Rose was getting sick so we decided to come home a bit earlier...any problems I should know about?" asked Helen
"Nope." said Logan
"Okay then,"
"Hi bro" greeted Rosemary, sneezing. Despite her attractive appearance, it was somewhat subdued with her sickly skin and slightly blood-shot eyes. She walked over and hugged her brother for a bit before collapsing lifelessly in the couch.
"It's kind of cold in here" noted Coop, shivering slightly
Logan blushed. Jack's presence hadn't bothered him for some reason. He would get cold but with him blushing so hotly at the Guardian's affection, he barely noticed it.
"Um yeah, the room was getting stuffy. How was the lodge?"
"It was great honey but I'm exhausted so please don't stay up too late...Good night!" she said, climbing the stairs with her husband
Jack sat down near Logan, smiling
"Well guess there goes our privacy...I'd make out with you to pass the time but it would look weird to your sister." said Jack, nodding at Rosemary, who was watching as Kevin and his mom hugged.
"Yeah, making out to an invisible albino would be" snorted Logan in a whisper
Over the next few days, the blizzard lessened a bit so Logan was allowed to have friends over. His parents had only Christmas day off, not the entire week of it and Rosemary was too busy with her computer to bother to pay any attention to her brother.
"I feel worried" revealed Jack
"Why so?" asked Logan
"Pitch. You saw him. That's not good...not one bit" he growled.
"I can take care of myself" retorted Logan. Sure, Jack might be the Alpha but he wasn't a wimp either.
"Pitch is serious stuff Logan. He can make you feel like there's no hope for anything" replied the winter spirit darkly, freezing a few leaves
"I know but don't get all protective boyfriend on me. That is not how I roll" said Logan
"Okay...hopefully we won't see him again though" said Jack, narrowing his eyes and causing a puddle of half frozen water to become a solid block of ice.
"You think he wants something?" asked Logan
"I have no clue." said Jack. He got up suddenly.
"I'm going to go to the North Pole to report this. It might be something" he said. His determined face broke into a small grin and he gave Logan a passionate kiss before he whispered
"Wind, to the North Pole" The wind swirled around him and he was instantly thrown in the heavens, letting out one last laugh before he disappeared in the clouds. Logan sighed.
"Well, now I'm bored..." he said. He looked in the distance. The sun was setting and he was tired from his recent snowball fight with Jack...
Climbing back into his room, he changed into some pajamas and baggy gray shirt and began to drift into a comfortable sleep.
Logan was laughing as he, Luna, Jack and Alexander played in a semi-familiar pool of ice. Jack was levitating snow balls and pelting Luna, who grinned at the Guardian with glee. Above, the sun shined brightly, causing it to sort of glow underneath them as the frozen water caught the light and reflected it.
However, a cloud suddenly passed over the sun and blocked it. Not even noticing, Logan sent a huge snowball at Alexander who was too busy staring at the ground to care.
Logan suddenly noticed tiny hairline cracks in the ice. They were releasing black sand.
A cackle, malevolent and dark, filled the air.
He let out a yell as he went under the ice as it cracked.
Logan was plunged into a dark cool world. The water didn't bother him too much but Luna, Alex and Jack were sinking fast like stones. Logan watched helplessly as a black tentacle rose from underneath and grabbed Alexander and pulled him into the depths. Logan let out a yell that released a lot of oxygen from his lungs. His vision blurred but he managed to see Luna and Jack also get pulled under the pool. He swam upwards, scared and terrified.
He broke the surface of the water with a echoing splash and tried to swim to the shore when fire suddenly blazed out everywhere, circling the lake and boiling it.
He felt himself grow horror-struck. When he was 8, he had been caught in a school fire...he had been in a fiery inferno...flames blazing out of nowhere-
But he was no longer in a boiling pool but a flame engulfed school, papers and desk being reduced to ash and the air itself so poisonous his lungs felt dirty. He tried to cough but couldn't breath properly. Sweat poured from his forehead as he weakly tried to run out the classroom, go anywhere. But outside was the same: fire licking the floors and walls, burning them. He felt his knees buckle and collapse underneath him, feeling powerless. Then, in the hazy smoke and blurred vision, he saw two golden eyes, watching from in the middle of the hall. The man. Pitch.
"Die" he breathed before the entire school exploded with a bang, sending Logan flying backwards. Fire caught on his jacket and began to burn his skin, feeling it get devoured and his screams, though weak, loud over the crackle of fire-
When he opened his eyes, he saw only a red light and Pitch in the floor, hair standing on end.
"Guess you lived that...we will meet again" grinned the Nightmare King before leaping into the shadows in the corner of his room and vanishing with one last cackle. Logan snatched the wood piece and felt tears fall on it as he called for Jack. And Jack came, his eyes wide and fearful as he watched Logan sob. Wordlessly, he held him tight until Logan managed to stop.
"He...he...showed me...fire...you and the tentacle...everything so hot" he sputtered.
"It's okay, it's okay" soothed Jack, trying to calm him down, despite cold fury growing in his core. How dare he. He was going to freeze him from inside out.
The next morning, Logan woke up, his eyes feeling swollen and his mouth slightly salty, in the arms of Jack, who was lying beside him, arm loosely wrapped around him.
He smiled
"Always the protector, huh?" he whispered before getting up and walking to a book nearby.
Ever since he could remember, he would draw strange and to others, wondrous pictures of what seemed to border on reality. Giant castles and monsters.
There was one picture he liked in particular. An angel he guessed, flying across a silvery moon, a bow in one hand. He had been in one of his dreams once. However, he hadn't seen the angel's face and was forced to leave it blank.
It was one of his things...
He flipped over to a new page and labeled it "Vision 49"
Jack's magical wood hadn't been the only trigger for his visions. He guessed that he had been gifted with some sort of power that allowed him to see strange but amazing things, so vivid it was like he had been there himself. At night, he would always wake up and start to draw a bit, just to keep the memory. Mostly, he saw people. From different centuries and eras. He noticed there were always too and there always happy... he had no explanation for it. When he was older, he felt the vision growing less vivid and the senses, the touch, the smell, the taste and the noises were gradually fading and at high school, vision. When he was only in kindergarten, the visions had been intense and more frequent. Nowadays he was lucky to get one at all.
"Whatcha doing?" asked Jack suddenly, sitting up in his bed and watching Logan sketch.
"Drawing something" he replied, still absorbed in his drawings. Jack floated over to him and peeked.
"Vision 49?" asked Jack.
"It's the latest vivid dream I've had in a while" explained Logan. Jack furrowed his dark eyebrows.
"You get these often?" he asked.
"Mostly." he replied.
"Humm..." said Jack.
"What is it?" asked Logan.
"Nearly 50 visions is something rather strange" pointed out the Guardian
"Well, there were more when I was younger but I can barely remember them..." said Logan.
Jack's eyes, bright blue, shone. "You want to?" he asked, smiling and grinning.
"Sure? How?"
"Tooth Fairy. She has memories of your childhood in teeth, after she takes on of your first few teeth from when you're little. I can try and convince her to bring them to me if you want" said Jack Frost.
"That would be awesome!" exclaimed Logan, hugging him and dropping the drawing.
"Great! We'll go after breakfast. I'm going to spread a bit of winter in the north side of town. Dress warm!" smiled the spirit, before once again calling the wind and flying away, staff in hand
A/N: And that ends another chapter! I hope you enjoyed it! Next chapter will introduce some foes and a bit of a climax scene because well, you know, love's a battlefield you know! Review and rate please! And I have to say, wow, I never thought people would think this story would be that good! :D
My cat is my inspiration you know!
