SORRY FOR REUPLOADING! FIRST OFF, I FORGOT TO ADD THE SCENE WHERE JACK SEES HIS STAFF, AND SECOND I DIDNT GET AN EMAIL SAYING THIS CHAPTER WAS UPLOADED, SO I WAS WORRIED THAT SOME OF YOU GUYS WOULDNT SEE IT.

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The moon was full the night Jack Frost died.

It hung in the sky, seeming to mock the horrible death with its lively light.

Eve cursed the moon for what seemed like ages as she held Jack's cold, limp body to her own, trying to provide it with some warmth. Why couldn't she heal him? She could heal anything, so why was he dead?

You waited too long, she told herself. This is all your fault.

It felt like Eve's heart was being constricted and dragged down her insides by some invisible anchor. Nothing could explain the grief that consumed her body as sobs racked out from her, her arms tight around her friend.

She would never see Jack's smile, again. She would never be able to hug him close and feel his cold arms wrap around her. Their fingers wont intertwine as Jack pulls her along, trying to show her something exciting. They'd never go on adventures or have snowball fights or go ice skating. All of the memories they were supposed to make would never happen.

All because she killed him.

She was the reason he's dead.

It. Was. All. Her. Fault.

Choking back sobs, Eve thought about what the Guardians would say. What they would do. They just lost their newest member, and it was all because Eve betrayed them. They all took her in and treated her like family, and she tried to kill them. Now Jack was dead, and Eve was to blame.

What would Jamie do? What would all of Jack's friends do if they found out he was dead?

No. Jack doesn't deserve to die. This can't happen, Eve wouldn't let it. Jack needed to wake up and walk around and make snow days and make snow clouds follow snobby business men and make it snow on Easter. The world needed him. This was not Jack's time!

Why? Why did this have to happen?!

Eve asked herself that hundreds of times, but an answer was never spoken to her. No voice comforted her, telling her that all things must come to an end. Nobody was there to put an arm around her shoulder and tell her that Jack was in a better place. Nobody was there to relieve Eve of this burden. To be honest, though, Eve was glad that nobody was there to help her through this. Because she deserved it. She deserved to grieve in solitude and later face the hate of everyone who ever loved Jack.

She didn't deserve to live. Life was in the wrong body.

If only she could give her life to Jack, Eve wished.

But… perhaps she could.

Eve's eyes widened as an idea struck her, and she gazed down at Jack's dead body, her bewildered blue eyes gleaming with inspiration.

She could give her life to Jack.

If Eve could heal, she could find a way.

When Eve healed people or animals, it took away her energy and transported it to the wounded being. If Eve could find a way to prolong the spell… make it permanent.

Eve placed Jack down gently in the snow, folding his arms over his chest and gazing at him for one last time as she brushed her fingertips against Jack's cold cheek, tears blurring her vision.

The forest spirit placed her amulet in her hand, and yanked at it, snapping the chain against her neck, inhaling a breath at the pain that coursed through her body as she felt her powers snap.

Reaching towards Jack's staff with shaky fingers, Eve grabbed the two halves of the cane, and placed it in front of her. It was dark brown, almost black. It didn't look anywhere near magical in its state. The sight of it made Eve cry even more. She bent forward from the pain in her gut, taking deep, gasping breaths as she tried to calm herself enough to get this done.

Eve connected the staff halves in their correct position, willing the splintered wood to slide into place, merging together, and tied them together with the chain of her necklace, the amulet glowing once it was successfully tied to the magic staff.

Eve smiled weakly. Good. Her amulet detected life within Jack's staff. Placing her hand on her amulet, which now held the staff tightly together, Eve closed her eyes, and whispered her song, feeling all of her energy drain out of her body and into the shepherd's staff. The forest spirit was growing weaker and weaker by the second as she sang her song over and over, opening her eyes to place the staff in Jack's hand, holding it there for him with her own shaking fingers.

The wood was gaining it's light brown color, the break in the staff now sealing together as if it never existed.

Automatically, the color returned to the winter spirit, and his staff glowed the brightest it ever had. But the light that shone from Jack's staff was not just blue.

Spring green and light blue light spiraled around the cane, embedded within it and seeping it's light out from the creases in the wood. Eve was now a part of him. This was all he'd have left of her.

Giving a weak smile, Eve placed her other hand over Jack's heart, and continued to sing.- her voice raspy and hushed as she released the last of her life into Jack. Eve could feel Jack's heartbeat beneath her fingertips as it grew stronger and stronger, and she laughed, her smile growing as she felt tears slide down her face. Soon her whole body was shaking- her muscles could no longer support her.

One by one, her organs shut down- each going lifeless as Eve fell into the snow, her hands slipping off of the winter spirit as they fell limp by her side.

And the world went dark.

Jack gasped in a cold breath, and his eyes flew open as his heart suddenly kick-started, advancing and beating fast as if to make up for the minutes that it wasn't.

The winter spirit pushed himself up with his arms, finding out that his left arm was completely healed up as he panted, his lungs screaming with the need for oxygen. Jack gawked at his arm, completely awestruck. How…?

Then he realized that his stomach wound was gone- the only evidence that it was ever there to begin with was the blood stained tear in his hoodie and shirt. In fact, Jack's whole body felt completely uninjured- if not, just a bit sore. Blinking, the white-haired teen looked around him, realizing he was in a dark, snow covered forest.

When he looked to his right, his heart nearly stopped in his chest.

Eve was lying there, completely motionless in the snow, her skin an ashy white and her red cloak sprawled out beneath her- the only color the forest spirit contained.

"Eve!" Jack exclaimed, his muscles springing to life as he moved himself to Eve's side. Jack sat on his knees, leaning over the raven-haired girl quickly. She didn't move. Didn't even show any sign of life.

Panicking now, Jack placed a hand over her heart, and put his ear over her slightly parted lips, trying to see if she was breathing, desperate to hear air exit from her lungs.

Nothing.

"No, no, no, no," Jack murmured, his heart slamming painfully against his ribcage as he hauled the forest spirit onto his lap, lifting up her head with his arm. "Wake up, Eve," Jack murmured, gazing at her face. She didn't respond, and Jack felt tears burn at the back of his eyes. He blinked them away, getting furious, now. "Wake up, Eve!" Jack commanded, putting a hand on her cheek as he brought her close to him, gazing at her face intensely as he vigilantly searched for any movement- any twitch or breath that showed she was still alive.

But she remained still, her lips drained of color and her skin paler than ever.

Tears fell down Jack's cheeks and he wiped furiously at his eyes, trying to will them to stop the tears. He shouldn't be crying. Eve is still alive. She had to be.

"Please," Jack whispered, not moving his eyes from Eve's face. "Come on, Eve. Wake up, we gotta take you to the Pole… we need to go, wake up!" Jack urged her, knowing deep down in his heart that he would not get any response.

Jack knew now why Eve was gone. She had healed him, somehow. She had given her life to Jack. It was the only way… the only explanation.

Suddenly, Jack saw his wooden staff, buried in the snow next to him. his eyes wide, he picked it up as he held onto Eve's body, and observed the shepherd's cane. A silver, shiny object was tied around the middle of the staff where Pitch had snapped it. A sickening feeling punched Jack in the gut as he realized what it was.

Eve's amulet.

The necklace was tied to the now-fixed staff. It's stone was no longer green, but now a cold gray- all the power completely wiped out of it.

Eve had transferred her powers to Jack.

Feeling like he was breathing in bricks, Jack swallowed and untied the amulet, holding it in his hands as tears blurred his vision. He pocketed the amulet, vowing to keep it safe for Eve.

Jack's staff suddenly glowed in his hand, and Jack gasped when he saw that the light blue light was now accompanied by a green light, both colors dancing beautifully together through the cane.

This only made Jack feel even more sick, though.

Eve had given her life to Jack. She killed herself so Jack could live.

This was all his fault.

The winter spirit let the tears fall, now, and he let out a yell of frustration as he closed his eyes, crying. "No!" He screamed, holding Eve against his chest, just like he had when she was having a nightmare. Except now Eve didn't put her arms around him and bury her face into his hoodie. She didn't move at all. Jack placed a kiss on Eve's forehead, pressing her face against his neck and fighting the urge to cringe when he realized the absence of her body heat. He held her in a protective embrace as he cried, letting out painful sobs.

Eve Dawn was dead.

And Jack was alone, once again.

Bunnymund stepped towards Pitch, the Guardians backing him up as he cornered the Nightmare King.

Pitch was on his hands and knees, looking up at the Guardians as he scowled at them, completely beat up from his battle with the heroes. The Guardians had finally won, and now they had Pitch cornered.

Glaring his yellow eyes at them, Pitch lifted up his head. "Go ahead," he urged them. "Kill me," he commanded, locking eyes with Bunnymund. Aster stepped forward, happy to do so without any hesitation. But as he grabbed a knife from his weapons belt, Pitch spoke again. "But first, ask Toothiana what Eve would think," he told them, smiling. Tooth froze behind Bunny, but kept her face passive. "Go on," Pitch told her, "Tell them who I really am." Pitch smiled mischievously.

Bunny froze, now, as did the rest of the Guardians. They all turned to look at the Tooth Fairy, who was now looking panicked. She looked around at her fellow Guardians, then at Pitch, violet eyes meeting yellow ones. Biting her lower lip as she glared at hip, Tooth clenched her hands by her side.

"What's he talkin' about, Sheila?" Bunny asked, eyeing the Tooth Fairy. What other secrets has she kept from them?

Tooth took a deep breath, keeping her gaze on the Nightmare King as she spoke. "He's Matthew Dawn. Pitch is Eve's little brother."

Bunny's blood went cold at Eve's words, and his eyes went wide, completely shocked. No way. There was no way in Hell that this was true.

Pitch's cold laugh shot through the cave, and all eyes were on him. Nobody could speak. Nobody could move. Tooth was glaring at Pitch, now, watching his every move.

Suddenly, Pitch stopped laughing. His eyebrows furrowed, and then rose as he smirked, looking up at the Guardians. "It appears my big sister has just died," Pitch spoke in a hushed, chilling voice.

North stepped forward, now, sabers pointed at Pitch. "What are you talking about?" He asked, his voice enraged. "What did you do?!"

But Pitch just laughed more, seeming completely amused. "You'd best check on her, now. Give her a lovely funeral, would you?" Pitch asked as he suddenly stood up, disappearing into the shadows.

The Guardians remained still until Sandy snapped them back to attention, waving frantically as symbols that looked like Eve and Jack formed above his head. Everybody suddenly got their brains working, forcing themselves past the shock. North pointed a saber at Tooth, looking straight into her eyes. "We talk about this, later," he told her. "Let's go!" He commanded the Guardians as they all headed to his sleigh, climbing on board and flying out of the horrid dark cave.

A blizzard tore through the forest as the Guardians searched. It wasn't long before they found Jack in the strongest part of the storm, hunched over a figure in the snow, not moving.

They landed the sleigh by the winter spirit, and they each climbed out, struggling to get to Jack as they fought the furious winds. It was Bunny who got to Jack, first, placing a paw on the teen's shoulders as he shouted his name.

"Jack!" He yelled over the howling wind. The winter spirit cringed, his shoulders shaking with what seemed like sobs. Bunny maneuvered himself so he was in front of the white-haired teen, facing him as he places both his paws on Jack's shoulders. "Jack!" He yelled, trying to calm down the winter spirit. "I need you to calm down!" He instructed, Jack showing no signs of even hearing him.

Suddenly, Bunny grabbed Jack's face, lifting it from Eve and making Jack face the pooka.

Bunny's heart almost broke at the sight of Jack's face.

The teen's blue eyes were red and filled with tears, looking so sad and broken that Bunny mentally cringed. Tear tracks were frozen in their small streams on Jack's face, making it glisten in the moonlight.

Suddenly, Bunny knew what Jack needed.

Not even worried about how much this would hurt his pride later on, Bunny hugged Jack to him, wrapping both Eve and Jack in his arms as the teen's crying lessened and the blizzard calmed. Bunny held Jack close to him, letting the teen bury his face in Bunny's fuzzy chest, willing Jack to relax and feel comforted. Soon, the blizzard stopped completely, and only a few flurries fell, freezing Bunny's coat as the pooka suppressed the urge to shiver in the cold weather. It was quiet, now, and Bunny could hear Jack's strained breathing as the teen gasped in breaths, trying to control his sobs that seemed to control themselves.

Bunny let go of the teen, but still held his shoulders, and looked into his eyes. Jack looked back at Bunny, his face so lost and confused that the winter spirit looked like a small child.

The pooka swallowed back the lump in his throat as he looked down at Eve. She was lifeless and cold in Jack's grasp. Her body shielded from the harsh snowstorm by Jack's body, so not much snow covered her limp body. Bunnymund ran a paw through Eve's raven hair, fighting back the sick feeling in his gut. Swallowing, again, Bunny looked back at Jack.

"Let's take 'er to the Pole, Jack," he told the winter spirit as he somehow found his voice. "Let's see if there's something' we can do for her, yeah?" Bunny asked Jack, even though he knew he was lying. There was nothing they could do for her, now. But this was the only way he'd get Jack back home and out of this forest where he could be victim to Pitch at any moment.

Instead of ignoring Bunny or nodding, Jack spoke- his voice raspy. "Is there anything we can do?" He asked, his throat raw from crying.

As much as it pained him to, Bunny nodded, lying again to the winter spirit. "I'm sure there is. There has to be," he told the young teen.

So with a nod from Jack, the winter spirit held Eve to him as he stood up on wobbly legs, almost falling down from his lack of energy.

Bunny steadied Jack, and looked at the winter spirit's weary eyes. "Jack, let me take 'er," he told him, reaching out to Eve. But Jack shook his head, stubbornly.

"No," he mumbled, already heading to the other Guardians, who were waiting by the sleigh as they kept cautious eyes on Jack.

Bunny stayed by the winter spirit as they walked to the sleigh, helping steady him every time he swayed or almost fell. When they all got into the sleigh, nobody spoke, and nobody dared to try and touch Eve when Jack was holding her so protectively.

The moon shone brighter in the sky, seeming vibrant and powerful.

Bunny cursed the moon silently, despising the Man in the Moon for not helping them.

And the moon took the curses silently, just as it always had ,and just as it always will.

Dun dun dunnnnnnnn

Okay, I know that the Pitch thing is completely not canon, but the idea had been with me for such a long time, and I really wanted to put it into this story n_n I hope it doesn't bother you guys too much.

Props to FlyingHampsterOfDoom for guessing the whole thing with Pitch! I was very impressed that you found out! I thought I was being really sneaky XD

Soooo yesh(: sorry for my viewers that are ahead of me on the time scale! I said I'd upload this on Saturday, and it's still Saturday here :c I know a lot of you guys live in different countries and stuff, so I apologize!

The next chapter will be up as soon as I finish it!

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