Ok so this is the next chapter.

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SO this chapter is a bit short but its needed for a bridge like chapter, cause I can't really say its a fill chapter but you know.

Anywho, onto the chapter!

Snow fell swiftly from the sky as the clouds blocked out the moon. But Jack wasn't focusing on that, he was focusing on the idea of the spirit he was hoping to meet today. You see, over the past hundred years or so, a spirit had caught Jack's attention, well more than others. The spirit was told with many different names but Jack was able to figure out they were all the same person. Just who is this person? Santa Claus of course!

So Jack waited in the small town on a chimney. He wanted to talk to the other spirit, ask for advice or just something that could help him, or even just talking to him would be nice! Sure he was friends with the Sandman but it wouldn't hurt to make some new friends!

Jack sat there for what seemed like hours, long after the Sandman had left, when he finally heard the sound of bells in the sky. The sound made the winter spirit shoot up excitedly, practically bouncing on his feet. He watched as what looked like a sleigh being pulled by deer flew through the sky and land on one of the rooftops.

Deciding to go over there himself, Jack flew over, prepared to meet the other spirit, only to find that the other was already gone, leaving just an empty sleigh and the deer.

"Whoa." Jack breathed out at the sight of the sleigh, but his attention was brought away by the deer getting riled up. They snorted and thrashed as he neared them.

"Oh, hey," Jack said putting his hands up, the staff held in a non-threatening way in one, and approached the leader of the group. "Hey, I'm not going hurt you. It's alright." With these words Jack slowly brought his open hand toward the animal, palm facing it. He focused on staying calm and soon the deer was pushing its snout to his hand.

Jack grinned at the reaction and then that's when he noticed it wasn't reacting to the chill of his hand. He thought for a few seconds before he realized they weren't just deer, but they were reindeer.

He giggled a bit as he ran his hand along the animal. As he continued to do so, he never heard the sound of someone coming up from a chimney nor did he notice the weapon being drawn until it was pressed against his neck. His breath hitched as he felt the blade against his neck.

"What are you doing winter spirit?" A thickly accented voice growled.

"Nothing!" Jack chocked out as he was forced to move away from the sleigh. He found that the holder of the weapon was a large bearded man in red, his blue eyes piercing.

"Are you trying to sabotage me?" He asked. "Sabotage Christmas?"

"No!" Santa eyed him for a few moments before lowering his sword and going back to the sleigh.

"Good, keep it that way." He said as he climbed into the sleigh and was about to take off once more before freezing. "You're not out to harm the children, are you?"

Jack's eyes widened in horror. "What!? No! Never! But I-"

"Good, now I must be off! Christmas to take care of!"

"But wait I-"

"We all have our jobs to do, I will do mine like you must do yours." With that he took off. Jack tried to summon the wind to chase after the other but by the time he would have reached the older spirit, he was gone by using a portal it seemed.

Jack stared at the empty space, his face showing his disappointment. He had thought that he could talk to the other have another friend or something. But he guessed wrong. Though he was really busy, maybe he could find the other another time and talk to him.

With a nod to himself, Jack decided to try and meet the other some other time.

It was only a week later that he found the North Pole. He had been flying that way to give the land a fresh coating of snow when he saw what looked to be a palace built in the ice of a mountain. He had flown over to the place and looked in one of the windows, only to be shocked at what he saw. Amazing creations of every shape and size and color were everywhere.

His blue eyes were wide in wonder. He needed to get in there. Looking around the place, he found a window that was slightly open. With a grin, he dashed over to it and pushed it open, only to suddenly be stopped by what looked like a large gorilla, only much bigger and stronger. A yeti.

"Hehe…hey." Jack waved to it only to be shoved right back out the window. "HEY! Can't I at least talk to the big guy here?" He huffed at it.

The creature glared at him and made a few grunting noises and hand gestures, which Jack took as he wasn't allowed in here.

"Why not?"

More hand gestures and grunting before the yeti glared at him and slammed the window closed.

Jack frowned from where he sat. Fine, he didn't need help from that guy anyway, but that also didn't mean he wouldn't take up the challenge of breaking in.

The memory shifted and soon another took its place.

"Oh no!" Jack moaned as he tried and failed to calm the snow that was falling heavily around him. His blue eyes which had already been wide in fear from the moments before only increased as the storm never slowed down. His cloths were torn and ratty, rustling in the wind as it blew around him.

He tried so hard to stop the blizzard that formed from his emotions and fear but it was useless, whether he used his staff or not nothing would stop the incoming storm.

A shout came from behind him and he turned to see a large bunny standing there, glaring at him. Jack was tempted to run away from the other spirit, but he was also looking for help. Deciding to go against his fear and gut, he watched as the other spirit made his way over to the frightened winter spirit.

"What in the bloody world do you think you're doing mate?!" The Easter Bunny raged as he neared the winter spirit, his form towering over the other's.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to do this I just need help and-" He was cut off as the other spirit grabbed him by the front of his shirt and hoisted him up. He tried to struggle and fight his way out of the grip, but the rabbit just tightened his grip.

"Need help?! With what? Ruining Easter?" Bunny hissed. Jack flinched from the anger and venom spat in his face.

"NO! I-I didn't…didn't even kno-AH!" Jack yelped as he was slammed into a tree.

"You don't even care about the children do you?!" Bunny raged, not listening to the winter spirit's pleas. "You're just a cold hearted winter spirit that only cares about himself and making trouble!"

He threw Jack down to the snow covered ground and growled. "Get out of here!"

"But-"

"GO! Before I force you too!" He threatened this by taking out one of his boomerangs. Jack gasped at the sight and scrambled around in the snow to pick up his staff, which had fallen when the Guardian of Hope had picked him up, and summoned the wind to take him away from there. He let the wind guide his flight as the sorrow and hopelessness over whelmed him. After everything that he had just gone through all he wanted was someone to help him but that was apparently too much to ask for.

He crashed in the Arctic and curled up in a ball. The wind swirled around him in an attempt to comfort him but it was useless. Jack couldn't help but think about the other spirit. It seems there are so many other spirits out there that just see him as a nuisance, that all he did was make a mess wherever he went.

Well fine then. He could show them just how he could hold his own without them. He could prove that they wouldn't dictate what he did. The Kangaroo certainly wasn't a threat and Jack wouldn't let him be. If that fur-ball didn't want to be friends fine, Jack will take any chance to mess with him now.

He didn't need anyone, he could survive in his own.

His memories shifted once again…

Pitch grinned down at the unconscious spirit in his lair. It's been a few years since the boy had been captured by him and during that time he had watched as memory upon memory of the carelessness of the Guardians influenced the boy. There was so much of his abandonment and loneliness to use on him and it clearly took its toll on the boy whenever the Nightmare King woke him up to give him food and to taunt him.

The boy had no idea how much time had passed and he planned to keep it that way until the information was needed to break the boy. Though, it may be needed seeing as the child's cursed light wouldn't go out.

Also, during this time, Pitch had taken his time to try to find a way to unlock the child's locked away memories. He looked in every spell book and ancient scrolls he could find, but so far he has found nothing that he could unlock the memories with. He had even tried the Tooth Palace, only to find the fairy had nothing that could help him.

He was about to give up and nearly force his way into the boy's memory when an idea came to mind and soon he was off through his lair.

So that was that. Short I know but needed.

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