Hey guys, sorry I know its been a long time. I Had finals and a huge move and school's about to start up again and I didn't have a house for a month I was living in a hotel with my really-annoying- after –a while- of – being- stuck- with- them- in- the- same- room- for- an- extended- period- of-time family.

Please Forgive Me! T^T R&R Enjoy!

The worst kinds of memories are the one that start out good, and then go completely wrong. Those were the memories jack hated. The kind that ruin his entire day.

Jack's father had been a good man; a kind father, a thoughtful and loving husband, and an exceptional friend. Losing him had been the hardest things Jack had gone through. The day he died haunted him.

The sun shone brightly over the little town of Burgess. Jack laughed from atop his father's shoulders. Only six he lived happy and care free.

"Jack?" His father asked seriously.

"Yeah, papa?"

"I have to leave for a little while to go do something."

Jack hugged his father's neck, "When will you be back?"

"No later than Sunday."

"Promise?" Jack asked.

His father chuckled, "I promise."

When his father left, Jack anxiously awaited for the arrival of Sunday. On that Saturday night, while Jack lay in his bed he heard muffled crying. Quietly, he padded to his mother's room. She sat on her bed sobbing into her hand a letter clutched in the other.

"What's wrong mama?" He asked innocently.

When his mother didn't answer he crawled onto the bed and sat next to her. "It's okay, papa will be back tomorrow and make it all better."

His mother looked over to Jack. "Jack, honey, papa's not, papa's not coming back."

"But he promised, no later than Sunday. Why isn't he coming back?"

"Jack, papa's, well, papa's in heaven."

"No he's not. He's coming home."

His mother shook her head, "No, sweetie. He's gone."

North found Jack sitting in an armchair by the fire. His head cradled in his hands. Silent sobs shook his body. Cautiously, North came closer.

"Jack, is everything alright?" He rested a hand on the teen's shoulder."

The winter spirit shook it off. "I'm fine."

North was surprised to hear anger in his words. "What's wrong, Mahlyenki Dyavol?"

Jack stood and turned away, "Nothing, North, just leave me alone."

"Seriously Jack, talk to me."

"No." Jack's tone was harsh and clipped. He stalked away cutting off any further conversation.

"Oh boy." North sighed. He needed Tooth for this one.

Jack knew he shouldn't have been so harsh with his words. But he didn't want to talk, he didn't want anything to do with anyone right now. He just wanted solitude.

He walked around the North Pole until he reached his destination. North's sleigh. He hopped in and sunk into the back seats.

He thought about the letter, his roommate was Pitch Black's son. Things were going to be really interesting. But why was he going anyway? Because the Guardians wanted him to? Why did they want him to go?

They're getting rid of you Jack.

No, they're not. They would never do that, would they?

North watched as Tooth fluttered towards him. "Oh, hey North. I was just going to find Jack's teeth."

"I will come with." They walked through the Tooth Palace. Tooth stopped short. "Here they are, but why are they over here? They should be farther down." Tooth flew over to the teeth's designated spot. "What? That is weird." She had an expression of confusion on her face.

"What is it Tooth?"

"I think I know why Jack is regaining all his memories." She turned around holding two boxes. Each had a picture of Jack on them.

"Those are both Jack's?" North wondered.

Tooth looked at the memories for a second and then shook her head. "No, this one his Jack's, this one belongs to Jack's twin brother."

After a discovery like that, the pair had to tell the other's. Bunny was not taking the news lightly.

"You mean to tell me that there is another Jack roaming around out there?!"

"Well no, his name is Jokul."

"Jokul Frost?"

"Frosti, actually."

Bunny looked at them in disbelief. "You're joking right?"

"No, Bunny."

Sandy sent several golden images above his head.

"Good question Sandy?" North replied.

"We do, somehow have to tell Jack."

"But how?" Tooth asked.

Suddenly Jack's voice interrupted them. "That question is irrelevant."

He stood in the door way next to a teen with electric blue eyes and black hair, those were the only differences between the two.