Hello guys, I'm back and I love all the reviews I've received.
I've noticed that many of you want to know about if Jack hurt Jamie and he did. I'll explain it.
But also as a winter spirit I would imagine that during snowstorms a child has accidentally get hurt.
Frostbite, hypothermia, ect.
Just wanted to clear that up because I wasn't going to explain the other incidents.
The song is "Given up" by: Linkin Park
There is some language in this song so I'm changing the words a bit.
I also want to say MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
enjoy
Jack woke up with a start.
He sat up quickly and looked around. He was sitting in a snowbank, the wind howling around him.
He never left his mountain peak.
But how was that possible, didn't he dream of a girl right then?
Jack didn't even remember falling asleep.
But, he felt like he went to the Pole, he saw himself singing with a girl he's never met. He-he somehow knew he was there.
Jack felt like he could be himself around that girl, she just made him feel like she understood exactly how he felt, like she experienced the same thing. Jack vaguely remembered taking off his shoes, which showed how comfortable he felt with her instantly.
The wind blew on him harshly, like his old friend was mad at him as well.
The warmth Jack had felt when he woke up was slowly leaking out of him.
Not moving from his spot, Jack curled up in a ball on his side.
He felt cold again.
The cold never bothered me anyway.
What a lie that was.
Jack thought about Jamie again, what he did to him before that started all of this.
Jack didn't mean to, but he didn't know what happened. He just knew it was his fault.
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"What's up, kiddo?" Jack asked, flying right above Jamie's unsuspecting head.
Surprised, the ten year old glanced up just in time for Jack to drop the pile he was holding on Jamie's face.
"Jack!" Jamie laughed, wiping snow off of his face.
"Yes?" Jack asked, laughing himself.
"Ug-that was cold!"
"It was snow." Jack laughed, dropping onto the ground, leaning on his staff.
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Jack closed his eyes, thinking that remembering that day was not a good idea, but it just kept playing like when you wanted to turn of a horror movie but couldn't find the remote.
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It was 12:00 in the afternoon and Jamie was asleep in his bed, curled up with gold dreamsand fluttering around his head.
It was Jack and him having a snowball fight.
Said winter spirit sat on Jamie's small plastic table that doubled as a desk, watching his friend.
He didn't want to bother him but...Jack turned to see the moon outside the window even though it was daytime.
Jack then proceeded to jump on the sleeping child.
Jamie bounced up a bit but woke up, startled.
Turning to see his friend laughing next to him, Jamie smiled and turned his head away, "Don't you sleep, Jack? Go away."
Jack just laughed harder.
"I can't!" Jack said, dramatically. He stretched out until he was laying on top of Jamie. "The skies awake-so I'm awake."
Jack then leaned his head back, so he was looking at Jamie-who was trying not to smile-upside down, "So we must play!"
Jamie laughed, kicked at the winter spirit, sending him plummeting off the side of the bed, "go play by yourself!"
Jack sat on the ground, trying to think of what he could say to make Jamie want to play. Then he got it.
Climbing back on the bed, Jack looked at Jamie this a sly smile, "You wanna have a snowball fight?"
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Jack hated himself for thinking about this.
He also hated himself for doing it.
How could something so innocent go so wrong?
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Jack created a snow day once Jamie was dressed and outside.
Jamie danced around, looking at the flurries falling from the sky, "this is amazing!"
Jack smiled and created a tiny little snowman with a big head and tiny feet.
Jack then hid behind it and held out it's stick arms.
"Hello," Jack said in a fake, rough voice, "I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs."
Jamie rolled his eyes, "Jack I'm not 5-"
He was cut off by Sophie running at the snowman. She lovingly wrapped her arms around it, saying, "I love you, Olaf!"
Jack shot Jamie a look that said: I know what I'm doing.
Jamie just rolled his eyes, refusing to admit defeat.
Jack's smug look was washed off his face though when Jamie threw a snowball at his head.
Jack laughed, wiping snow from his eyes. "I'm getting you for that!"
The two then ran around the park, flying passed Jack's lake, throwing snowballs at each other.
They were laughing.
They were playing.
They were having fun.
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Jack then placed his hands over his ear because he could hear Sophie, he could hear Jamie.
He didn't want to remember this, why was he doing this to himself?
To make him feel worse?
To remind him off how he began chipping away at Jamie's life?
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Jamie hid behind a tree, snowballs ready, waiting for any sign of Jack.
Jack was walking along,twirling his staff, waiting for Jamie to try and get him.
He saw a flash of brown hair and Jack smiled.
Blowing into him hand, Jack formed a snowball made of magic.
He smiled in Jamie's direction and ran over.
Jamie jumped out at the same time, throwing a snowball at Jack who dodged.
Jack then launched his snowball, it flew straight and hit it's target in the side of the head.
Jamie's head snapped back and he then fell to the ground.
"HA!" Jack jumped up and down, "I am the champion! I totally won! In your face Jamie! What'- Jamie?""
Jack stopped celebrating when he noticed Jamie hadn't gotten up. "Jamie?"
Not getting a response, Jack ran over, turning Jamie onto his back.
His eyes were closed and his mouth was agape. He didn't respond to Jack touching him at all.
A piece of brown hair was bleached white before Jack's eyes.
"JAMIE?"
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Jack squeezed his eye tighter, pulling at his hair, "NO, no no, please, NO!"
He had flown Jamie to the North Pole right away and the Yeti's took him.
Jack had hovered around his friend in fear before North showed up.
He had told Jack to summon the other guardians via the Northern Lights.
Jack was in a panic, ice forming everywhere and snow creeping through the windows.
When the other guardians showed up, he was yelled at furiously.
But he didn't care, he was only worried about Jamie.
The guardians and Yetis did everything they could think of but Jamie didn't get any better.
They had pleaded to the Moon and they received something in a strange bottle that turned to vapor.
Jack didn't see what happened, he wasn't allowed in the room, but Jamie walked out just fine and asked Jack what he was doing at the North Pole.
Jack couldn't even look Jamie in the eye and the guardians had to send home a very confused ten year old.
A note was sitting next to the bottle when Jack had looked at it. It was a name of someone who could help if it happened again.
Kristoff Ice and Sven
Jack didn't know who that was so he just gave it to the guardians when they came back.
They had a huge fight that mostly consisted of Jack being yelled at and ended with him losing his staff for a month.
They said because it was his source of power it would insure that he didn't hurt someone with his powers, at least for a while.
Jack didn't know they would take away his staff for good. But they did.
The guardians were wrong though, taking away his staff doesn't stop his powers, it just leaves them uncontrolled.
Jack felt a sudden intense hatred and anger.
It came out of no where and was startling sense Jack couldn't feel anything a second ago.
It was a burning fury that seemed to claw at his heart, will him to do something.
His blue eyes flashed with power, madness, and fear.
Jack sat up and glared around him, hoping for something to take these feelings out on.
He only saw snow and the dark sky.
With the Moon hanging in it.
Jack sneered at the Moon, finding something.
He gave the Moon the most hate fulled look he could.
Snow and ice began to fall and the wind wailed louder.
Jack had so much he wanted to say and no way to say it. So he stuck with what he usually did.
"Wake in a sweat again, another day's been laid to waste," Jack growled in a voice nothing like his normal one. "in my disgrace."
He stood up, and made it snow harder, like he could attack the Moon with the weather, "Stuck in my head again, feels like I'll never leave this place. There's no escape."
Jack looked down, laughing humorlessly, "I'm my own worse enemy."
"I've given UP!" Jack turned his attention back to the Moon, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I'M SICK OF FEELING, IS THERE NOTHING YOU CAN SAY? TAKE THIS ALL AWAY, I'M SUFFOCATING. TELL ME WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME?!"
Jack's eyes stopped glowing for a moment, showing scared, worried blue eyes. He sang lower this time, "I don't know what to take. Thought I was focused but I'm scared. I'm not prepared."
Then, like an incoming storm, the anger came back into his voice, his eyes glowing evilly. "I hyperventilate, looking for help somehow, somewhere."
Jack clenched his fists, "And no one cares. I'm my own worse enemy."
"I've given UP! I'M SICK OF FEELING!" Jack glared at the Moon's silence, "IS THERE NOTHING YOU CAN SAY? TAKE THIS ALL AWAY, I'M SUFFOCATING. TELL ME WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME!"
Not getting any response, Jack just yelled in frustration, "AHHHHHHH!"
Snow pounded down on the winter spirit but he didn't care, he only wanted this to end, he was tired of it all, "put me out of my misery!"
Snow was up to his ankles now, "Put me out of my misery!"
"Put me out of my," Jack shook in all the fury inside of him. Somewhere in there, Jack was terrified. He had never been so angry before, and this scared him. He could feel fear and anger coming off of him though he felt like it wasn't his. "PUT ME OUT OF MY FREAKIN MISERY!"
"I've given UP! I'M SICK OF FEELING, IS THERE NOTHING YOU CAN SAY? TAKE THIS ALL AWAY, I'M SUFFOCATING. TELL ME WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME?!"
Jack fell into the snow.
He ended up sitting there, panting heavily, eyes wide, anger spent.
But he was still shaking though, he didn't understand what just happened. And he was already forgetting it.
What just happened? Jack thought, I-I can't-
Then Jack felt something hit him in the face and he fully collapsed into the cold.
Black sand curled around his closed eyes.
Pitch rose out of the boy's shadow and he smiled evilly at Jack.
A Nightmare then rose out from behind Jack and floated near it's master. It looked at Pitch expectantly.
"Oh, yes," The Nightmare King petted the fearling, "You did perfect."
Jack twitched in his nightmare.
Elsa ran through the Pole, leaving her sister crying outside Jack's door.
She made a quick corner and ran into Jamie's room.
The guardians stared in stunned silence and sorrow at the bed.
Kristoff was staring at the ground, traumatized.
The troll moved out of Elsa's way and allowed Elsa to see.
Jamie didn't look like Jamie.
It was an ice sculpture that was standing net to the window. Hand outstretched and expression pained.
It looked like Jamie had gotten out of bed and went to the window and just...froze solid.
The big, brown eyes Elsa had seen before were a crystal blue along with his skin, clothes, and hair,
Elsa didn't even know this guy but she felt a sense of fear, pain, and sadness.
It reminded her of something, she didn't know what.
Elsa used her powers to check something.
It was pure ice, not someone covered in ice.
It was someone who turned to ice.
The winter sprite staggered backward, a hand over her heart for she felt an intense pain there.
Tooth shot her a concerned glance but even she couldn't hold that expression for long. The sadness just over took it.
Grandpappy looked up at Elsa, saying exactly what she didn't wan to hear, 'We were too late..."
Muhahahahahahaha! My evilness is having a field day.
And I'm sorry but there is a pretty go chance that I will not update soon-I still might but it's very unlikely.
Anyway, Merry Christmas, and have an awesome life!