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WARNING: MAJOR FRICKING SPOILERS. I'M NOT JOKING.
A groan escaped Jack as he slowly stirred from his painful slumber. Shifting about, Jack awoken and moved into a sitting position on the towering wall of the ice fissure, enclosed on the low ground of his frozen cell.
He looks around until he sees the bright colors of feathers, slightly alight from the fragments of sunlight that still remain in the darkening frozen wasteland. The colorful hummingbird that was Baby Tooth laid lifeless on the iced ground.
"Baby Tooth!" Jack exclaimed as he pulled himself towards Baby Tooth, pain piercing through his back and chest as he moved.
He slowly cupped Baby Tooth in his hands, cradling her small figure as her different colored eyes* stared at Jack.
"You alright?"
Baby Tooth nodded as she sat on Jack's palms. She paused for a moment before she sneezed, making a small tweet that sounded very cute.
"Sorry..." Jack spoke as Baby Tooth started shivering in Jack's hands, "All I can do is keep you cold."
Jack sighed as he sat up, still cradling Baby Tooth in his hands.
"Pitch was right - I make a mess of everything." Jack admitted while Baby Tooth looked up at him.
Devastation washed over Jack, following other emotions.
Defeat, Hurt, Guilt and many others that pulled Jack into an emotional darkness that he didn't enjoy.
He ruined everything.
At least he couldn't cause anymore trouble, couldn't cause anymore pain.
Maybe, his staff being broken was a good thing.
The Guardians would pay more attention defeating Pitch then controlling the Winter Spirit.
Do they even miss him?
Jack sighed again and rested himself back on the freezing wall of the ice fissure. He placed Baby Tooth on his knee as he put his head in his hands.
Movement from Baby Tooth made him leave the darkness of his covered eyes.
"Hey..." Jack responded as Baby Tooth wiggled deep into the pocket of Jack's hoodie.
Well, at least that could keep her warm.
Jack continued resting on the crevasse, shutting his eyes for sleep.
He wondered if someone will find him by the time he woke up. He heard there were a few spirits that roomed the arctic wasteland, maybe one of them will find him and help him out.
Then, then he'll find a way to fix his staff.
If he actually could fix it.
He pushed those thoughts aside, let the emotions of devastation and guilt wash over him as he slowly started to drift asleep.
"Jack..." The voice of a little girl echoed, "Jack..."
Jack's eyes flew open as he felt something. He looks down to see a soft golden glow radiating from his hoodie.
Jack yelped and jumps back, surprised by the happening of events. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out the golden container of his memories as it pulsed with light and warmth.
"Jack..." The voice continued calling, calling him.
Baby Tooth rested beside Jack, giving him an encouraging and reassuring look. She motioned at the box of teeth and back at Jack.
Jack reaches at the box, unsure about what to do and what will happen.
He slowly touched the top of the glowing container, the opening of the container disappeared as the place burned with bright and intense light.
The walls of the ice fissure fell away, being replaced with the scene of an old colonial settlement that Jack remembered well...
The warm, secure atmosphere of the North Pole shattered as glass broke and walls shook. The yetis rushed about in panic, confused about everything happening.
The elves were running in panic, too. They accidently tripping yetis as they scattered in fear.
Fear.
It should be obvious what is happening, but the Yetis didn't understand.
The shadows thrashed and squirmed as they broke free from there hidings in the Pole, darkness and fear rushing about in the form of dark sand and horses.
The dark chuckle of Pitch echoed across the realm of North, and probably the whole North Pole can hear the corrupt laugh of Pitch.
Light shattered, Fires dimmed, every figure of light and warmth evaporated under the control of the nightmare sand.
Pitch continued laughing, enjoying terrorizing the creatures of the North Pole and ruining the realm of one of his enemies he loathed. Enjoying how weak North has become as he entered his realm, his home, with such ease and simplicity.
Shadows swirled around as Pitch appeared above the workshop of the yetis, the place that created wonder and happiness that Pitch hated and waited to be destroyed as the Guardians fell.
"You're all free to go! We won't be needing any Christmas toys this year, Thank you! Nor ever again!"
Pitch glided across the surface of the globe in glee, as the lights slowly disappeared from the once brightly alight sphere of belief.
"Only six left! Six precious children who still believe in the Guardians with all their hearts-" Pitch spoke as a light went out, "Make that, five." Another went into darkness, "Oo! Four!" His voice rising in excitement as he got close, so close, to defeating the Guardians.
Another light blinked out as he stepped on it, "Three!"
He jumped on to another light, which left in darkness, "Two!"
One remained, one child until it was all over. He snapped his fingers at the last little light shining in the darkness of the Nightmare Sand, his eyes wide in anticipations.
The game was over.
He turned towards the last light, wondering why no sound or something happened as the last child, the last believer, left the Guardians.
The light remained.
He stares at the glowing light, snapping his fingers repeatedly, as he hoped it went out.
It didn't, the last believer stayed.
His smile fades as he realizes, "One."
Another sight snapped his deep, burning glare from the light while planning such gruesome plans against it.
Another light.
Another light that was moving.
Moving across past America and beyond with speed, like it sat on a flying plane.
But planes can't go that fast.
However, a sleigh can.
"Andrea."
Jack gasped as the golden container he clung on to slipped out of his hands. His heavy breathes echoed through the crevasse.
"Did you- Did you see that?" Jack looked at Baby Tooth, who glared and shook her head.
"It- It was me!" Jack exclaimed as he picked up Baby Tooth, "I had a family! I had a sister! I saved her!"
His excitement turned to realization as he stared above, the Moon peeking out from behind the dark clouds drifting about Jack's head.
"That's why you chose me." He whispered to the Moon, thinking Manny was listening, "I'm, I'm a Guardian."
He stared down, away from the shining rays of the Moon, to the neglected broken halves of his staff.
"We have to get out of here." Jack spoke to Baby Tooth as he went to the remains of his staff, picking the fragile and splintered wood in his hands.
He put the pieces together, they fit perfectly. No other pieces of wood were broken and lost, there were only two pieces which Jack was very grateful for. He didn't know what to do, he tried forcing the pieces together yet the force made them break from each other again.
He pieced them together again, imagining the staff together, the pieces mended and the power pulsing through it.
The weight of Baby Tooth on his shoulder made him confident, imagining more and more. Now imagining flying out of the arctic wasteland, towards the Guardians and towards Andrea.
That made him more determined, he needed to get out, he needed to save the children of the world. He didn't just need, he was needed. Everyone needed him.
He put everything he could into thinking about his staff, and how much he was needed.
Baby Tooth stared in astonishment as a blue light sparked and shot out from his staff. The spark continued moving, growing until a blue light shone through the darkness from the shadows of the icy cell Jack was in.
The staff burned with a bright light, its glow fusing his staff together.
He can't just see the light, he can feel it. Feel the warmth and courage it brought, the hope and happiness it gave Jack as the light continued to glow and glow and glow!
The light dimmed and faded, leaving behind a wide-eyed Baby Tooth and smiling Jack.
His staff rested in his hands, as a whole.
He didn't gape at it, however, for the needs and calls of everyone made him kick off into the air. He flew out the crevasse, away from the wasteland and towards Burgess, towards the Guardians, towards Andrea.
"Come on, Baby Tooth! I owe you one!" Baby Tooth crawled back into Jack's hoodie as he was whisked into the flow of the wind, moving with violent speed towards his destination.
The twitters from the hundreds of tiny feathered sprites echoed as Jack entered Pitch's realm, jumping from cage to cage and ripping open the doors as he went.
"Come on, let's go!" Jack exclaimed at the sprites.
He looks at the fairies standing in their cages, flightless.
"None of you can fly?" They all nodded, but Jack was pulled away from them as Baby Tooth motioned at the rusted, dark globe at the base of Pitch's realm.
"The lights...They've all gone out." Jack scanned around the globe, searching for any little flicker of a child that still believed.
He spotted one.
It rested on America, where Jack knew well was the town Burgess.
A child believed. It was the child that still believed even though his friends gave up on him. The kid that got a missing tooth from an oblivious encounter from Jack.
"Jamie!"
Jack burst out from the realm, into the forest above. He must find Jamie.
To Jamie, Jack flew.
To Jamie, the last believer!
Yet, he wasn't the last believer, for Jack didn't see the second light. The second flicker that still continued to drift across the sky with incredible speed. The second light that was alone.
Alone and far away.
And Jack should know that loneliness can cause the greatest of incidents.
*Yes, Baby Tooth has different colored eyes. One is amethyst (Like Tooth's) and the other is blue (Like Jack's). I can understand why people ship Jack/Tooth due to this.
Yes, I didn't show you Jack's memories. There was no need. If you really want me to write his memories that badly, then I could do a oneshot or something for ya lot. :)
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