HAHA REMEMBER WHEN I SAID THAT THE TENTH CHAPTER WAS THE LAST ONE?

Yeah, I lied about that.

BUT AT LEAST YOU GOT YOU'RE TENTH CHAPTER. THE ELEVENTH CHAPTER IS THE ONE YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO WAIT A MONTH FOR.

NOW, ONWARD!

"Ugh," Jack began, "Where am I?" He looked around. Am I really still here? Jack thought. His head hung down low in sadness. Maybe they really don't care... He looked at the door to his right. What point is there to escape if they don't care?

And then he thought for a bit. When did he put on these clothes? And why did he suddenly feel like he got punched around? ...Wait, what? "God, my head...", Jack moaned, struggling to get up from the bed. His vision was blurry, yes that was true, and despite his foggy vision, he could see what was around him. His staff was put up against the wall, and had a faint crooked end to it. When did it get crooked? His staff was always straight. There were never any crooks, nor dents in it. Except for that one time...

Yes, he remembered that time very well.

It was only a year ago, but he remembered the pain very well. It had been in the middle of a dastardly war between Good and Evil; Nightmares VS Dreams. Pitch had offered him to join forces. Obviously he refused, btu before he walked away, Jack was blackmailed. There, in his hands, was Baby Tooth, the mini copy of the real Tooth. He held her tightly, and it looked painful for the poor thing. And then he made another offer. If Jack gave up his staff, Pitch would hand over Baby Tooth. That's how it went. Nothing more, nothing less.

And just like that, Jack handed over his staff.

But, there was a leak in the deal. Pitch had not handed over Baby Tooth. Instead, he threw her across the other side of the icy tundra, and bent Jack's staff. And then it split. The staff was broken in half, and an immense pain washed over him. Suddenly, Pitch threw Jack into the icy glacier, and he fell through the crevice below. The Nightmare King walked over to the crevice, laughed an evil laugh, and continued on his merry way. But not before dropping the broken peices of Jack's staff into the space, causing a loud thud. He took out his tooth box after he made sure that the poor helper of teeth was alright and uninjured.

And then, Jack remembered his memories.

He had a mother, a father...

He had a sister.

And then he remembered how he died.

I fell through the ice... Jack thought, a look of sadness appearing on his face. ...But I saved my sister before I fell. He smiled at that thought. He really did deserve to be a Guardian, especially what he had done to save his little sister.

Jack hobbled over towards the door, leaning on his staff for support. He wasn't really in the best of states, but at least he could walk and manage on his own. For now. He didn't know what he was going to do when Pitch found out he escaped. Or at least try to escape. Honestly, Jack had no plan whatsoever. The whole sistuation, his mind, wasn't really ready for what he did when he was gonna try to escape.

No plan.

"Great," Jack muttered, heading towards the door, "Another situation that I need help with..." The slightly injured boy turned the knob, and got himself outside of the room with the strange, red ruby bed. He limped towards a tunnel. This tunnel looks awfully familiar... Jack thought, getting closer to the tunnel. Finally, after a series of limping, and nearly tripping over his own two feet, he made it to the entrance of the tunnel. His mind was still thinking where he had seen his tunnel before. And then it clicked. It was after that-! Oh. That Easter fiasco... Jack thought, his head hanging low.

But it's not time to think about that now! The boy thought, a determined look crossing his face. He began to walk faster, and he went down the dark tunnel. He soon found himself in a dark place, but bright enough for him to see where he was going. He heard voices. Multiple voices in fact. As he traveled farther, the voices began to grow louder. Suddenly, he came across a bright light. Jack sheilded himself from it. "What in the name of God?!", Jack exclaimed, a hand over his eyes.

"Jack?"

Jack's eyes widened. "Tooth?", he asked, still sheilding his eyes. "Frostbite?" Jack! Jack, we found you! A glump of... something then came out of nowhere and hugged Jack tight. He looked down at the golden man before him. Jack smiled, and began to cry a little.

This is his family. This where his heart is.

This is where home is.

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"G-Guys...Th-Thank you so m-much," Jack stuttered, his voice breaking while crying, "Y-you do c-care..." The boy smiled in between his tears. All of the Guardians looked at Jack with eyes holding sorrow, and happiness. It showed that they regretted what they did to their poor Winter Child. They had left him alone, and unloved for centuries.

But, in this moment, they all carried a sad smile for their friend. For Jack Frost.

Bunny stayed away, knowing that this kind of situation was his fault. It was his fault that Jack went missing, and got himself kidnapped. And by Pitch, no less. He felt bad. Actually, he felt worse than bad. He felt awful, terrible, and down right cruel. The Pooka reviewed his words again, closing his eyes in sadness. He regretted every word he said to the poor kid. Who knows what torture Pitch made Jack go through? And with Poison Ivy as his ally...

Bunnymund shook his head. He didn't want to think about that right now. He turned away from the happy sight that was Jack. Jack was actually crying. He never ever saw the kid cry. All he saw was his happy, mischevious face. Every day, all the time. He never thought that the Guardian of Fun would learn how to be sad, and lonely. But, then again, over his life-time, Jack Frost had learned to be lonely in a world full of people. Even if those people never saw him or heard him.

The only thing that made it worse was the fact that the very people who made sure the children were safe, ignored him at his most vulnerable state.

Why didn't we help him? Why did we just leave him? Bunnymund thought, putting his head in his head. Frostbite is a kid too. He shook his head again.

Suddenly, something came running towards him, and attacked him in his torso. He looked down. A spot white covered his chest, and he heard choked and muffled sobbing. "I-I'm s-sorry, B-Bunny...", Jack whimpered, sobbing in Bunny's chest. The gigantic Pooka smiled. He hugged the seventeen year old back, saying, "I'm sorry too, mate. I'm really sorry."

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Fionice look down at the little dream sand trail that coursed through Pitch's lair. She knew that it wasn't supposed to be here. Something was amiss.

And she was going to find out.

Fionice hopped down from the platform and onto the ground. She landed near part of the trail, and then began to trace it as to where it was heading. It lead her straight towards a tunnel. And suddenly, it stopped. There were no more sand at the end of the trail, and she began to feel a little frustrated at the thought. And then she remembered.

The battle between the Guardians and his Majesty.

Poison Ivy knew of this battle, and also knew who was in it.

Sandman, Tooth Fairy, St. Nicholas, Jack Frost, and yes - the Easter Bunny.

She smirked. Pitch may have been banished to his deep, dark hole in the ground, but that didn't mean she was. Yes. She was going to pay her old "friend" a visit.

But not right now. she thought, I'll go... later. When the fools think they've gone back to normal. That'll be my time.

Fionice laughed at the thought. She was going to enjoy this.

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The Big Five landed with a tremendous thud in the Ice Chambers. The sleigh seemed a little bit rattled up since it crashed through various... obstacles on the way back to Santoff Claussen. They were all low on believers, and because of that... well, you know the gist of it.

They all got out of the sleigh, slumping on the floor, and Bunny was gagging up a storm on the other side of the giant machinery. Jack hadn't gotten out yet; he was sleeping. He actually managed to cry himself to sleep. Sandy stared at the sleeping child on the sleigh. Tear stains appeared on his face, and just him sleeping made Sandy's heart cringe. He felt bad about what had happened; he had a part in it, too. All of the Guardians had a part in Jack's lonliness.

They all felt terrible.

They all felt like they had a part in Jack's dissapearance. His torment. His suffering.

His feeling of being Unloved.

It all made their hearts fall. But, they continued to be happy for the sake of their Winter Child. They'll be happy until they didn't remember the horrible ordeal. Sandy threw some dream sand on top of Jack's head. Jack smiled in his sleep, and then Sandy smiled. North then came over, and took Jack in his tatooed arms, and carried him away into the boy's room. There, he lay him down on a bed, and asked Bunny if he could look after him while he slept. Bunny agreed, and sat on a chair next to Jack's bed. The clothes Pitch had given him hadn't been taken off him yet, and it hurt a little to see the reminders of Jack's... "other self"

A few days past, and suddenly, everything seemed to have gone back to normal. Jack could go outside again, and deliver snow to all the countries and continents who needed it. And then he payed a visit to Jamie.

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Jamie layed flat on his belly, doing his homework, when all of a sudden, he noticed snow falling.

Snow.

Almost immediatly, he jumped up from his bed, and and ran over to the window. He slid it open, and called out, "Jack! Jack Frost!"

"What's up, little man?"

"GAK!", Jamie exclaimed, swiftly turning around to find none other then Jack Frost himself. Jamie closed the window, and sat back on his bed. Then, he yelled, "WHERE WERE YOU!?" Jack flinched, and then he explained his whole ordeal.

Jamie looked sad. "Jack... Jack, I really wished I could've..." "Nah, it's okay, really." Jack didn't tell Jamie abut the part where he turned evil. The ten year old would flip his lid if he found out. The Winter Boy put a comforting hand on Jamie's shoulder, and then noticed the Aurora lights shining all throughout the sky. He decided it was time for Jack to go, so he said goodbye to Jamie, and flew through the window.

And suddenly, Jack Frost had a bad feeling.

HAVE A GOOD EVENING, AND DON'T MISS ME TOO MUCH. K? K.

Thanks so much for reading and I will read you... in the next review. BA-BAI! :D