Jack was walking home after a hard working day. He was thirteen, only just a teenager yet he had began working months before his birthday. He had to admit it was hard work, but he had always loved being bale to help his family out. Especially now that he had a little sister to care for.

Jack coughed a little as he stopped to drink some water at the lake. He loved walking home though the forest, it was a lovely walk, especially during winter, the lake would freeze soon and snow would fall. Before Jack loved the snow because he felt healthier with it around, now he didn't need it as much. But it still brought him comfort.

"Jackson Overland" came a male voice from behind him.

Jack's eyes widened he turned around backing away and nearly falling into the lake. A group of older boys approached him, fists clenched, looking threatening. Jack looked around, searching for an escape route.

"Had a busy day? You look slightly nervous."

Jack gulped "don't come any closer..." he whispered reaching out and grabbing hold of a stick "I've not got time for this!"

"Oh, hear that guys, he hasn't got time for us?"

The others laughed causing Jack to bite his lip as he held up the stick trying to look threatening "I'm warning you! I-I will not hesitate to act in self defence!"

"Self defence? Are you saying you think I'm going to attack you?"

Jack hesitated "it is the impression you give, in all honesty."

"I feel offended."

Jack's brown eyes filled with fear as the boys began to surround him, closing in, making him feel slightly claustrophobic.

"Now Jack, we don't want to hurt you... no, we can easily hold back, just give us your earning from today" the boy said.

Jack looked at him "what? I spent all day working! I work to pay for my family!"

"Yes, and we have families too."

"Then get your own job."

The boy frowned "we gave you a choice" he said and grinned "prepare yourself."

Jack's eyes widened and he looked behind him at the river, there was no point of jumping in, they would just stand around and wait until he had to get out because of the cold. But he could at least prevent them from getting what they wanted, quickly he threw his bag into the water.

"Go get it" he said grinning, still holding his stick, now more calm, knowing it would do him no good.

The boy looked at the lake and then at Jack "you can go swimming now and get that!"

"Not happening."

"Fine" he said sounding bitter, he grabbed Jack by the neck and threw him against a tree, Jack whimpered and held up his stick as he managed to land on his feet.

It didn't do much good, a boy took it out of his hand as easy as taking candy from a baby. Another boy punched, another kicked, Jack closed his eyes and breathed, waiting for it to stop, he heard voices but couldn't be bothered to listen to what they where saying.

The pain went on until the pain finally Jack's entire world faded into blackness. By the times Jack woke up, it was not sunset but a few hours before sunrise, Jack frowned as he looked up at the sky, the moon and the stars shone brightly even do Jack could tell from here the moon was the night would soon end.

Jack tasted blood in his mouth, he reached up for it and pulled out two teeth that had fallen during the fight, he sighed "that's the last of my Baby Teeth" he whispered, before looking around. The stick he had used was on the floor. There was no sing of the boys who had attacked him, Jack guessed they had left long ago.

He grabbed the stick using it for support before he wondered over to the lake, looking down into it's depths to see if his bag was still there, he couldn't really see, deciding he had nothing to lose, he placed the stick and his teeth on the ground before diving in.

He had to swim to the bottom three times before he managed to find his bag and get it up, he sighed checking everything was there and throwing it over his shoulder once more, he grabbed the stick and the teeth and began to make his way home.

He got home and opened the door as quietly as he could. His mum came running the moment it was open "Jack!" she shouted a bit louder then she intended, waking Jack's sister who came running down the stairs "are you okay?" she asked a bit quieter looking at Jack worried.

It was obvious he was not, he had been attacked and there was no need to say it, but Jack did anyway "I'm fine, I was attacked on my way home, they wanted to take my earning but... I didn't let them" he grinned.

"Oh, you need to be more careful! We'll find a way for your dad to walk with you back or something, this can't keep happening."

"I know mum, I will be more careful next time" he promised, then turned to his sister who looked worried, she had never seen her brother like this.

"You should be in bed."

"I was worried about you, Jack."

Jack smiled "I understand, but don't worry, I'm not working tomorrow, you want to play outside?"

"Yes please! Are does teeth?" she asked spotting what Jack held in his hands, Jack opened up his hands.

"Yeah... but don't worry, they baby teeth, there meant to fall out, the Tooth Fairy will visit tonight."

"Who?"

"You don't know about the Tooth Fairy?" Jack pretended to be shocked.

His sister shook her head.

"Well, sounds I have a story to tell you."

His sister smiled as Jack led her upstairs and to her bed, Jack sat down and began to tell her about the Tooth Fairy, about how she collected every child's teeth and gave them a gift or some money. He told her about how she had lots of little helpers and how hyper she was.

Eventually his sister fell asleep and he tucked her into bed, placed his teeth and fell asleep moment later. A small fairy flew in, just before sunrise, the last teeth for the night, she smiled at the dreams floating above the children's head before grabbing the teeth and leaving some coins.

The next morning Jack spent the coins to buy him and his sisters a treat, a treat that was hard enough to make his sister's first loose tooth come out and inspire Jack to make up more stories about the Tooth Fairy.

It became a tradition hat Jack would make up a story about the Tooth Fairy and tell it to his sister each time she lost a tooth. These stories where so good, that some of the fairies would come listen then pass the story around.

All the fairies where horrified when Jack's sister lost a tooth after Jack's death, and they found her crying into her mother's lap, explaining how Jack would tell her story, screaming about how she would never hear another story from him again.

It broken all of the fairies hearts, one in particular, the one to pick up his last baby teeth, Baby Tooth, was the first to recognize Jack when the mischievous winter spirit began to wonder the world, spreading snow and ice.

Bringing trouble and fun, wherever he went he would start a snow ball fight, start a blizzard. Freeze a lake, freeze a fountain, perhaps even a water park.

And does teeth! So shiny and white! They always managed to distract the fairies form there work.