He would have fear take over again and he will destroy Jack Frost and the Guardians. Killing his little girlfriend had somewhat backfired when the man on the moon resurrected her as a spirit. However as he kept a close watch on them it appears that Frost had not once told her of her past life before becoming one of them. He could use that as an advantage against him. To turn his closest friend against him. Foolish of Jack not to tell her the truth. Doesn't he know that the longer you hide it the more worse it gets. That was his greatest fear now. For her to hate him and leave him for breaking his promise to always keep her safe.

Her body still remained unfound to this day. Police had given up searching for her after many months. Their super friends had given up too. Even the government couldn't locate her. Ten long years and not one trace of her. Helen refused to believe her daughter was dead. Just because she wasn't anywhere to be found it didn't mean she was gone. There was a possibility she was still alive. All she wanted was to see Violet again safe and sound in her arms never letting go. As she stared at the photo all she could do was cry. She just wanted to know if she was okay.

"Mom? You okay?" Asked Jack Jack from behind.

"Hmm." She said wiping away her tears and placing the photo down. "Yes I'm fine honey." She clearly wasn't and her teenaged son could see it. He knew what happened to his sister, but no one believed him. Who could believe a story a 5 year old told?

"WHERE IS SHE?!" Helen yelled loudly uncontrollably sobbing. Bob had to restrain her as the cops informed them she was no where to be found.

From the corner the young boy watched. They gave up. Just like that.

"We're doing everything mam. Our search parties have gone past the borders of the state but still no sign of her."

He could bear it no longer. They were never going to find her. "I know what happened." He said coming out into the open with four pairs of eyes staring at him. If the youngest brother knew why did he keep it all in until now? It would've helped and no worries would be upon them. "The bogeyman took her."

They assumed he meant someone kidnapped her. "And what did this 'bogeyman' look like?" Asked the bearded cop.

"I don't know. I never saw him."

"Then how do you know?"

"Jack Frost told me." He replied.

Everyone looked at him confused. "And who is this Jack Frost?"

"He's a guardian. Like the Tooth Fairy, Santa, Sandman and the Easter Bunny. They protect kids from nightmares." He told them.

"Look child." The cop gave him a strict look. "You're sister is missing and now isn't the time to tell stories. What you're telling me is nonsense. Come back when you can be of use."

"But I'm telling the truth." He wined.

But a child's word would not matter unless one would open there minds. What drove people to this? How there childhood would slowly disappear the older you got.

Despite being a teenager now he still believed. Why would he stop? They saved his sister's life while he witnessed it. They told him what happened to what led to her death. At times he saw her flying past the city with Jack. He was glad she was okay. She didn't know who he was. Jack had said it was a thing that happened as he went through it. He never understood why he never told her though. Maybe it was so she couldn't go through the pain. She was now immortal and watching her family grow old without her must be hard. Well centuries from now it may be safe to tell. She wouldn't feel so upset about it.

Later that night the gleaming dreams and soared through the air and into homes of sleeping children giving them sweet dreams for the night.

Now most people knew if you fail you try again. But this was merely a distraction. If they knew he was striking again then his plan could fall into place. For the past several years he had to learn again to perfect the trick of turning dreams into nightmares. After his last defeat his powers had weakened and he had to rebuild his strength to be able to do it again.

A small snowflake formed in the dream sand.

"Oh isn't that sweet. Dreaming Jack Frost will come and make snow." He smirked. "But what if I added a little fear. Like before he touched the little sand snowflake and it turned black and turned the child's dream of a happy snow day into a frightening blizzard before it finally rested to form of a nightmare.

"You better watch out Jack Frost." He threatened an evil grin drawn upon his dark grey face.

AN: I'm so sorry for updating late. I had this chap some ages ago but I never got round to posting it and completely forgot I had it. So sorry again. Please forgive me.