They say life flashes before your eyes. Well it doesn't. Jack simply saw nothing, however he heard everything, his mother's scream, his father pulling her away, Pippa's refusal to believe he wasn't going to pop out of the water laughing. Maybe Jack was already dead when these things happened but he heard them. He still felt scared and he still burned for air. Jack heard the villages breaking the ice in search of his body. Jack heard the ice refreeze around him. Jack heard the town sing at the pond's edge the sad songs that you only sing when someone has died. Jack heard everything. That was when Jack heard the moon and it was when he forgot everything. Jack Frost whispered in his ear. It was cold and it was dark and Jack was still scared, but he saw the moon that whispered his name, and he wasn't so scared anymore.
Floating up from the bottom Jack's eyes opened and though he didn't know it they were no longer fall brown but a violent combination of blues that seemed to move. His hair had likewise changed from its original color to a snowy white. The moon was the first thing Jack saw. The face to the voice that pulled him from the dark and pulled him from the icy deeps was warm. Its glow radiated down on the frightened boy below.
As the ice surface broke to release the frozen boy below, Jack flowed into the air. Jack gulped down oxygen, like a starved lion tears into a meal. Jack's bare feet lowered and slipped about the icy surface of the pond. As he walked forward his foot brushed a convoluted branch shaped like a shepherd's staff. Frost spread out at his touch. Jack slowly picked it up. It immediately froze. Jack dropped one end in surprise. Ice thickened at its touch as it hit the frozen pond. His eyes flashing in relish he began taping the staff against trees. Realizing that it froze all it came into contact with, Jack began dancing about the pond, skating on its smooth and slick surface. Jack jumped in delight but didn't come back to the ground.
I can fly? He thought as he seemed to hover in midair. I can fly! Jack soon found himself perched on a tall tree. He could see fires in the distance. Though Jack didn't know how he knew fire meant people. Jack took of the wind guiding him to the village that had once been his home.
AN: Hey I am sorry it is so short today has been crazy, so much homework and then speech practice. But I got this bit written so I hope you like it. Thanks for all the reviews.