GASP.
I'M ALIVE!
I'M GONNA SKIP PAST THE EXPLANATIONS OF WHY I HAVEN'T POSTED AND JUST LEAVE IT AT THIS:
I'M SORRY
THANK YOU FOR WAITING PATIENTLY.
THIS IS ONE BIG SCENE THAT'S BEEN SPLIT UP INTO TWO PARTS BECAUSE IT'S SO DANG LONG.
ENJOY!
If there was anything in this world Jack Frost loved, it was snow.
Before he was ever Jack Frost- when he was just Jackson Overland, taking care of his sister - he'd always loved the snow. It brought a sense of peace about him, he could never explain why. He always assumed that it was because with snow came winter, meals closer to the fire, more time indoors with his family.
Snow brought a certain kind of warmth.
So, Jack wondered as the black flakes hailed down, why do I not feel this warmth now?
Below, people were screaming. Jack could hear them even though he was high in the air. He watched as the Nightmares wreaked havoc on the city of Burgess, watch as Pitch, centered right in the middle of the chaos, grew taller and taller, cackling.
Pitch Black. Just his name sent a feeling fluttering in Jack's chest. Jack smiled as he watched his love. Pitch was his everything. He'd always taken care of Jack, unlike those other so called guardians. They'd shunned him, left him in the cold when he refused to go their way. The abandonment he could handle, no problem. That wasn't what made him hate the guardian's so.
No, it was the Easter of '68 that made Jack's stomach toss and turn.
If he thought about it too much, he could still feel those wretched paws on his skin, those disgusting, furry lips over his.
The pain of E. Aster Bunnymund taking away his innocence.
With a choked sob, Jack flew back to Pitch. His love smiled as he approached.
"Are you ready, my dear?" Pitch asked. Jack nodded, head bowed. Pitch, noticing his love's distress, shrank back down to his normal size and lifted his chin.
"What's the matter, Jack? You've been looking forward to this for weeks."
Jack looked up at Pitch's face. His features were twisted in true concern. Concern for him...
"Stop yer cryin'. No one'll help ya anyway. It's not like anyone'll eva love ya..."
Jack squeezed his eyes shut, taking a deep breath.
"The rabbit must pay." He growled through clenched teeth.
Pitch leaned down and kissed his cheek. "You'll get your chance, I promise." He straightened when the sound of sleigh bells filled the air. "Actually, I believe the opportunity has just come."
Jack watched as the familiar red sleigh zigzagged through the air. For some reason, the sight made him laugh. Even pitch smirked.
"Now?" Asked Jack.
"Now."
Jack took off like a missile, flying just beneath the sleigh and it twisted and turned through the air. He followed as it hit the ground, full out laughing as the guardians tumbled out.
His laughter died as his eyes landed upon Bunny.
It didn't take long for the Nightmares to swarm around them, and for a while, he lost them all in the writhing ball of blackness. Frustrated, he was about to blast them all to pieces when he saw him.
E. Aster Bunnymund.
Before he could even think about it, Jack had thrown himself forward, sending both he and bunny to the ground. Bunny looked up at him, eyes wide.
"Jack!" He exclaimed. Jack growled. He struck bunny across the face.
"You'll finally get what's coming to you, rabbit!" He screamed, raising his hands to strike with his staff. He grunted and he was thrown off, his head cracking against the pavement.
"I don't want to fight you Jack!" Bunny said, hopping to his feet. Jack stood as well.
"If you didn't want to fight, you should've stayed away. It's too late to run. You're finally going to get what you deserve." With a cry of rage, Jack swung his staff, sending a blast of shard icicles at the rabbit.
And the fight was on.
OOOH, SCARY. DON'T WORRY, I WONT LEAVE YOU HANGING AS LONG AS I DID BEFORE.
LOVE YA'LL!