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FEAR IN THE FLAMES

Jack stared down at the sleeping form of North. They moved him into the man's bedroom, out of the way. He can't stop staring. The bulging bruise that leaks slowly over North's flesh is so awful that Jack is enchanted by it. The colours grow darker and deeper, spreading further to reveal the extent of the blow. In that moment though Jack knows he isn't afraid any more. Not of the war. This fear runs far deeper than pure terror of blood and the glint of steel.

Suddenly there's the sound of smashing glass like a wave crashing on a beach. The floor beneath Jack's feet trembles forcing him to hover. North gives a shallow groan, but Jack is already flying from the room. He will be back for North soon he just has to find…A sharp pain floods his leg as a flame like being scratches its gaseous but sharp nails along his bandaged wound. The bandage falls to ribbons and Jack is spinning in mid air a flailing mess of limbs and half panicked half pained yelps.

"Get off, get off! What the hell. Ow! Stop, ahhh what are – get off! Bloody hell, it burns!"

A bolt of ice shoots from Jack's fingers and freezes the devilish apparition.

"Jack?" Bunny yells.

"Yeah, I'm good."

Another three of the beings latch onto Jack's back sending the boy slamming into the opposite wall, face against the brick.

"No no not good, Bunny not good! Not good! Help, help now. Help!" Jack throws himself backwards ramming into the other wall, squashing the flame beings between his back and wall. He sees Bunny standing there staring at Jack a slight smirk crawling over his furry lips, "Listen here Cottontail this isn't funny and if you think it is I will make the Warren into a permanent Winter Wonderland."

"Like hell you would mate," Bunny scoffed, amused as one of the flames were starting to pull a little to hard down on Jack's pants.

Jack for his part shot the Easter Kangaroo one of those grins that always made Bunny's fur stand on end. This was Jack's tell tale grin that he was not shooting out empty threats. A second later and Bunny was throwing himself into the fight. After disentangling Jack from the flame creatures the pair rushed for the Globe Room.

"What are these?"

"They're called the Timeless."

"Come again?"

"They're Father Times. It's said they're made from a single grain of the sand of time."

"Wow!"

Bunny couldn't help but roll his eyes at the awed smile on the young boy's face, "given the fact that Father Time has a never ending supply of sand we are in for a real battle here mate so stop lookin' so happy. This is war."

"Calm your self Kangaroo. They're just annoying little things what harm can they do?"

"You're an annoying little thing and look at all the messes you've caused."

Jack rolled on to his back while still flying down the corridor laughing. The noise was quickly extinguished however as the strong scent of smoke engulfed them. The Globe Room was carnage. Flames roared over the wooden floorboards so much so it was near impossible to distinguish the Timeless from the planks. A portal had been opened at the far end of the room and it was there that Bunny and Jack found Sandy silently ordering the yetis to escape with the wounded.

"Sandy!" Jack yelled zipping to his friend's side.

"Good job mate. Where are ya taking the wounded?"

An image of an egg bobbed above the Sandman's head. Bunny nodded reluctantly. Jack wasn't listening to what Bunny was saying. All he caught was something about splitting into two. His forehead was starting to become moist from the tiny drops of sweat rolling down his face or was that ice? Either way it was simply too hot in here. The Timeless were burning anything that they touched. The whole workshop was going up in flames and all they could do was stand here gaping at it while Christmas went to ruins. Jack's eyes narrowed at the Timeless. He couldn't let this happen. North would be devastated. He'd already ruined Easter two years ago he wasn't about to ruin Christmas now. Jack shot into the air like a bullet and flew directly at the first Timeless he saw.

"Jack!" Bunny yelled.

They had been strategising about getting the wounded out and who would stay to fight. Jack had not been on that list. The heat in here was too stifling for Bunny let alone the bringer of Winter himself.

"Bloody hell! Kid doesn't ever listen. Alright Sandy change of plans. Ya gonna get the wounded out with the yetis and elves while I go chase down Esky over there."

Sandy gave the rabbit a mock salute and left.

"Oi! You two, Trick and Treat over here now."

"Aye. Aye captain how can we be of service?" Treat laughed.

Bunny gawked at them, "you two are as bad as Jack. Laughing and jokin' in the middle of a battle. Anyway I need ya to help fight these things back until all the wounded are out. Then we follow. Think ya can – "

A quick flash of a devil smile before the twins were gone. Their cackles danced on the flames of the Workshop.

"Why do I bother?" Bunny muttered pulling out a boomerang and following suit.

Fighting a Timeless was equivalent to catching a dragonfly. When they move they're near impossible to follow. However when they stand still, that is the time to strike. Obviously Jack hadn't figured that out yet.

"Jack ya gotta get out of here mate. It's too hot. You're gonna melt."

"No!" was the sharp reply from across the room.

Bunny could tell that the youngest Guardian was in a worse way. His shoulders were slumped and his breathing was more like gasps than breaths. The wound on his leg was leaking a single trail of blood and a few burns were littered over pale porcelain skin. Bunny weaved his way towards the boy. He had to get Jack out of here, before the kid died of heat stroke or ended up as a slush pile on the floor.

"Bunny!" Jack screamed rocketing past him.

For a second Jack was nothing but a blue electric bolt. There was the sound of crackling and a sudden cold sensation behind the Guardian of hope. Jack had seen the four Timeless creatures chasing after his friend and had panicked. Images of all the wars he had to witness and people dying ran rampant through his head. He couldn't lose Bunny. Granted the Pookan warrior would have noticed his pursuers in no time but the heat was getting to Jack, not that he would ever admit it. His emotions were high strung and his vision was wavering in and out of darkness. The sudden cold was a relief but didn't last long as another Timeless was coming at Jack. A fury paw clutched onto his shoulder and pulled out of the way. Bunny's boomerang sailed through the flame creature as soon as it stood still. It disintegrated into a pile of sand that seemed to hold so many colours in its fine grains that it made it appear to be constantly changing and shimmering.

There was a sudden thud as Jack hit the floor. His knees had buckled from under him and he didn't have enough energy to fly any more.

"Jack. Far out mate, you okay?"

Bunny's response was a groan from pale lips. Jack was then thrown over Bunny's shoulder but didn't stay on for long as an explosion ripped through the Workshop. The force and heat knocked the pair to the ground. With a yelp Bunny was on his feet, his ears ringing painfully patting out a small patch of burnt fur.

"The hell was that?"

"Sorry! Our bad," Trick yelled from somewhere off to Bunny's left.

Next time he would remember to keep those two on a tight leash and not to let Jack near them. The combination of trouble and more trouble was not a good one. Speaking of the Winter spirit where was he? Bunny's heart almost ended up on the floor. For a moment the kid was a mirror image of death. Pale skin, with a blood soaked leg and burns, lying in a crumbled pile on the floor. Then came a choking cough and Jack was propping himself up with his staff.

"Sandy?" Bunny yelled helping Jack to his feet.

The poor kid had his eyes half lidded and was unknowingly leaning most of his weight against Bunny's side. The golden man appeared and started to give an update of the situation.

"Brilliant so now that North and Tooth have been evacuated let's get the hell outa here. Can you get the twins? We'll meet ya at the globe."

The Sandman left passing a worried glance in the direction of Jack before brandishing his whips and killing five Timeless with one swipe. He then turned his attention back to Jack, leaning close so that he could hear him above the roar of the fire and the Timeless.

"Can ya walk?"

Jack gave a tired nod and began to take the lead. By the time they both managed to hobble over to the globe Bunny was all but carrying Jack. Sandy and the twins were fighting off a small swarm of Timeless. Bunny picked up his pace, clutching Jack to his chest as he threw the snow globe at the ground behind Sandy.

"Go go!"

The twins disappeared followed by Sandy and Bunny would have been next if it wasn't for Jack who had suddenly bolted upright and twisted free of Bunny's grip. The boy attempted to fly off in the other direction. A paw on his ankle though was preventing him.

"And where are ya going Frostbite?"

"I have…" Jack took a ragged breath before continuing, "I have to get Pitch."

"Pitch?" Bunny yelled with surprise, "Nah mate I ain't gonna let ya go back in there. This place is about ta burst in flames."

Jack gave another tug to try and free himself. Realising his words weren't getting through Bunny changed tactics.

"He's probably already out. Ya know with all that shadow jumping stuff he can do. Jack come on mate stop struggling. I – I don't want ta lose you Snowflake! J-Jack! Jack!"

Bunny's cries fell on deaf ears as the smoke consumed the winter spirit. The portal behind the Pooka was closing. A sand whip suddenly latched around his waist and he was pulled through the portal screaming for Jack, their youngest, his brother if Bunny was ever going to be truthful, to come back. To live.

There was only red. Reds and oranges and yellows were all mixed into a whirlwind of flames and the blazing eyes of the Timeless. The heat was cement that was slipping down Jack's throat and solidifying in his lungs. Everything was a haze. Everything was swaying. Everything was on fire and more importantly everything hurt. He could have sworn someone was hammering a nail into his leg wound. The burns on his midsection and lower arm were agonising and causing Jack to bite down on his tongue to stop a moan of pain. He had to find Pitch though. The shadowed man had saved him from one of Cupids deadly arrows, the ones that were definitely not for match making. He had to return the favour. He would not let anyone else be alone or abandoned. Not Pitch Black not Bunny or any of the Guardians…not him. Jack shook his head to banish the rising thoughts of his 300 years. That certainly did not matter now. Jack reached the infirmary and smashed through the door.

"Pitch! Where are you?"

"Jack?"

The man was on the floor trying to stand. Jack didn't have time though to approach his newly found friend though. A snap echoed around the infirmary and a split second later the roof collapsed, a mess of burning timber. All of which fell on Jack Frost who only saw the sudden darkness before he could even register the pain.

The globe room and various other rooms, including the infirmary had been reduced to ash and smouldering timber. The Timeless, those that were left, retreated back to their waiting master. The Workshop had been destroyed and as an added bonus Pitch Black was probably dead, but above all, Father Time hoped so too was Jack Frost.

Hello there...um oops. Yeah what can I say other than HSC is the most time consuming, stressful and annoying thing I've had to do. Good news though! I have finished the whole series (with heaps of room for changes if you guys have any ideas/requests)! Yay so now you won't be left waiting around for me to write it and then update.

So more chapters on their way shortly. One per week lets say? Sorry again guys.

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