JACK MADE IT SNOW! And not just snow, a decent amount of snow!
Enough for the little kiddies to have a snow day, but not enough for a full-day worth of fun.

JACK MUST HAVE FORGIVEN ME, AND FINALLY LISTEN TO ME WANTING A FUCKING SNOW DAY!

Of course, he mustn't of fully forgiven me for he didn't make it snow before school yet during school and when I was about to walk home in Minus 3 Degree temperature (Don't worry, I got a ride home, so it's all good.)
Also, the snow is already melting, but I'm sure it's gonna snow again.

Yep, I think Jack's heart must have warmed up enough for him to let me back in. Yes, Jack, the pun was intended.

Lawls.

I'm glad Spirits don't read fanfiction, especially Jack Frost.
Well...I don't actually
think they read fanfiction...

If they do, then I should probably hide...

Fangirls and, now, spirits will request for my head on a spike if I take something out of line for another time.

Yep, I'm shit scared now.

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Thank you to dream lighting also DoctorWhotaliaandtheOlympian s for their reviews, which I replied to via PM. You guys are amazing, you both really made my day. :)

Nanu Kitty: "I thought he was going to wake up and be like, "So you do care" again." That was the point, for Jack has been in situations like this (Like this, he had never experienced an actual situation which involved him dying.) before and has turned them into jokes. However, this time, he couldn't which made the situation much worse.

For god sake, Sickness, leave the poor girl alone!
Come on, sickness, even I'm not
that mean!

Doesn't help that your computer is being bitchy and deleted your work...twice!
I know how you feel, the amount of times my laptop decided to delete my first draft of chapters for this story...*Also flips tables with you*

CrystalxRose: I guess you haven't heard of the term 'Bittersweet'
Bittersweet
is a meaning for something that is sad or heartbreaking, or bitter,and yet is nice and sweet.
Your feelings, of my story being awesome yet sad and tear-making, are what is 'bittersweet'.

Thank you for your review!

Side note, we've almost reached 100 reviews! *Cheers and squeals*
Just nine more reviews! Nie reviews and I'll be so happy that I'll burst into flames (Not
really because then I wouldn't be able to finish the story, but the thought should count).

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Reminders (I should just start Coping and Pasting these, it would be less effort):

~Any spelling, grammar, punctuational or other problems, then PM me or mention it in a review.

~Any other problems, also PM me and I'll reply ASAP.

~Disclaimer: I don't own Rise of the Guardians (Sandman Plushies to those who already knew that) but I do own Andrea and the events she causes during this story.

~Song of the chapter: This actually describes a few chapters, but Hero by Skillet is a perfect song for this climax/final battle like scene. If you've never heard it, you should go listen and you'll then understand what I mean.

~Caution: Contains harsh, violent language.

~WARNING: MAJOR SPOILERS FROM FILM!


Andrea shouted out so many curses that even Tooth wouldn't show any mercy to clean that mouth with soap. And Tooth hated people who put soap in people's mouths, that contained such beautiful, pearly white teeth, and make them gag from the substance.

But, Andrea was seriously, violently, purely cursing that it accidentally rubbed off on to Jack, slightly.

"JACK!" She screamed, for the hundredth time as Jack spun, "You motherfucking, son of a bitch!"

This made Jack then swoop high into the air, and plummet through the air in a swift dive.

"JACKKKKKKK!" Jack stopped, mid-dive, making more curses erupt from Andrea's furious mouth.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!"

"Oh, lighten up!"

"'Lighten up!' Oh, You stubborn, sarcastic, irritating, little-"

Jack continued flying through the air in high swoops, fast twists and dangerous dives, all to Andrea's discomfort, of course.

"JACK! Aren't you fucking listening to me!"

"Why can't you just untense and enjoy the ride?"

"Because, if I untense, I'll plummet to my fucking death."

"I won't let you fall, I'm not sure I could be able to bring you back to life like you did with that weird...power thingy, so it wouldn't be a good idea if I let you die."

Andrea didn't reply, or spat a violent curse. Her eyes looked away from Jack and gazed at the ground miles below them, her angered expression now gone and replaced with sadness.

"Oh, don't get all sad about it. I'm alive now, so everything is all good."

"Everything is not all good!" Andrea snapped, "Not at all. I've never known I had that power. Heck, I don't even count my visions as a power. If I can bring someone from the dead, what else can I do!"

Jack didn't know how to reply.

"What else could I do, Jack?!"

"I don't know!" Jack shouted, "I don't know just as much as you do!"

They became silent, their glares looking at completely different, far away, directions.

"I'm sorry..." Andrea muttered, "It's just..."

"'It's just' what?"

"It's just...very..." Andrea started, "Terrifying. The fact I can do these...things, that I never known I could."

Jack's expression softened, feeling pity for Andrea.

"No wonder...No wonder Pitch wanted me so badly..." Andrea continued, "I really am dangerous, deadly in this battle and game Pitch is playing."

"Andrea!" Jack exclaimed as he heard these terrible, shocking things, "Don't...don't think like that!"

"But it's true-"

"It's not true. You're not dangerous, you're not deadly. Sure, you're now part of this battle, but not on the side that Pitch would have wanted."

"But, aren't you scared..." Andrea glanced at him, her eyes full of questioning fear "About...about the things I could do?"

"No." He smiled at her, "Because you're a sweet person that has suffered so much yet still helps people, which also causes you pain."

"Wow...that was deep..." Andrea grinned, "Where do you keep getting these 'deep and emotional thoughts' from?"

"Haha, very funny."

"Seriously? Or, for once, are you actually being emotional?"

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not."

"Damn, what did death do to you?"

"Must of jumbled up my brain...you know, if it could get any more jumbled."

That made Andrea laugh. A loud, open, laugh.

Jack liked Andrea's laugh. It was so loud and joyful, which Jack doesn't see much from Andrea. It was quirky and odd, yet still had a sort of sweet tone to it.

Wait, what was Jack doing?!

Going all descriptive about Andrea's laugh, out of all things.

"Yep, death indeed made your brain go all slushy and jumbled." Andrea spoke between her silencing giggles.

Jack chuckled a little before spotting what he been trying to find during the whole flight.

There, beside a calm road, was the house of Jamie Bennett.

Jack has seen the house before, he has even visited it a few times after he created that 'Sledding accident' which ended with Jamie losing a front tooth.

The house was nice, a bright shade of blue but looked grey in the dull light of the streetlights. A light from the lower floor was on, showing the silhouette of somebody sitting down inside a kitchen.

Jack didn't need to know that information, however, for he saw the dim glow of a soft nightlight glowing through the window of a room on the high floor of the house.

Jamie, it was Jamie's room.

Jack flew towards the house silently, which Andrea understood and also became silent as she noticed how slow and quiet Jack was to advance towards the house.

He slowly descended above the rooftop, bringing Andrea on to the tiled surface with a gentle drop.

Andrea looked up at him as he hovered above her. He put his fingers to his lips, which Andrea immediately understood that Jack wanted her to be very silent.

She nodded, and gave Jack an encouraging thumbs up as he hovered beside the ajar window that showed the sight of a dark bedroom, with a little, brown-haired, child sat on a large bed, holding a tattered and dirty stuffed bunny toy.

"Okay look, you and I are obviously at what we call a crossroads, so here's what's gonna happen-"

Jack pushes the window open slightly as he heard Jamie talk to the stuffed rabbit clutched in his hands, his bright-brown eyes staring at the small teddy.

"If it wasn't a dream, and if you are real, then you have to prove it. Like, right now."

Jack watched as Jamie waited for something to happen, but no response came.

"I've believed in you for a long time, okay?" Jamie continued, desperation creeping into his tone, "Like, my whole life in fact. So you kinda owe me now..."

He pulled the stuffed bunny close, then raising it so they were at eye contact with each other.

"You don't have to do much, just a little sign so I know..." Jamie whispered to the Rabbit, "Anything, anything at all..."

Jamie waited, staring intensely at the Rabbit that wasn't eager to reply.

"I knew it..." Jamie sighed as he lets the stuffed rabbit fall to the floor, the slight gleam of hope and belief fading from his eyes.

Jack couldn't stand the sight and entered the room, the cold breeze from the wind (And Jack) spreading around the room as the window creaked open.

Jamie didn't take notice, he stared at his crossed feet with disbelief and utter devastation.

Jack had to think of something, he had to make Jamie still believe.

He wasn't going to screw up. Not again. Never again.

An idea snapped into Jack's head, even though it seemed like a long and impossible shot...

He concentrated as he glared at the window, putting his effort into making the glass frosted over.

Jamie quietly gasped as the frost spread across the window frame, enchanting the glass with delicate swirls and patterns that sparkled like diamonds in even the dim lights nearby.

Jamie's eyes widened with amazement and shock as he saw the drawing of an inaccurate Easter egg appear, covered in stripes and spots that Jack had drawn.

"He's real..." Jamie muttered as he stared at the toy rabbit, resting on the ground below the bed.

Jack was doing it! He was making Jamie believe!

Jack, excited by the events happening, continued to draw. His fingers curved as he created a drawing of a small, real life looking, rabbit. As the Rabbit was completed, it jumped away from the window frame and the glass.

The frost rabbit burst to life, darting round the room with a trail of snowflakes scattering from its body.

Jamie was on spinning round, standing on his bed, as he watched the enchanted Bunny prance around the room. Jamie started laughing, which made Jack laugh to as he watched.

The Rabbit flew above Jamie's head and burst into a shower of graceful falling snowflakes.

"Whoa!" Jamie exclaimed as the snowflakes fell from above him, covering him like white powder.

"Snow?" Jamie watched, wide-eyed and amazed, as the snowflakes continued falling. Occasionally landing on his cheeks, his hair, his eyes and then...his nose.

Jamie backed away in surprise as the snowflake touched his noise, remembering a small expression his mother spoke.

"Careful, Honey. Don't want Jack Frost nipping at your nose..."

"Jack Frost..." Jamie whispered, yet Jack heard it loud and clear.

"Did he just say-?"

"Jack Frost?" Jamie repeated, more sure this time.

"He- He said it again. He said- You said-" Jack kept muttering as Jamie turned around to face Jack,

And his eyes widen to the size of large, bright marbles.

"Jack Frost..."

"That's right! But- But that's me! Jack Frost! That's my name! You said my name!"

Jack saw Jamie's mouth fall open as he stared at Jack.

Wait, was he actually looking at Jack!?

"Wait, can you hear me?"

Jamie slowly nodded, his mouth still agape.

"Can you...can you see me?"

Jack went towards Jamie, his face right in front of Jamie's as he slowly nodded.

Jack backed away in shock.

"He..He sees me...He see me!" Jack exclaimed as he leaped with utter joy, snow bursting through the small bedroom as Jack jumped about with pure happiness.

"You just made it snow!"

"I know!"

"In my room!"

"I know!" Jack threw his arms open to express his words, his eyes bright and grin wide.

"You're real?"

"Yeah!" Jack looked at Jamie, "Who do you think brings you all the blizzards and snow days, and you remember when you went flying on that sled the other day?!"

"That was you!"

"That was me!"

"Cool!"

"Right?!"

Jack couldn't believe it! He didn't- It couldn't- It all can't be real!

Somebody, since the 300 years of his life, sees him, believes in him!

He was believed in!

"But what about the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy I mean-"

"Real-real-real! Everyone of us is real!"

"I knew it!" Jamie yelled out.

"Jamie, who are you talking to?" The kind voice of a women called out from downstairs. Jamie looked back at the door, then at Jack who just replied with a nod.

"Um...Jack Frost."

There was a short silence before the woman replied with a chuckle, "...Okay, Honey."

Jamie turned back at Jack, his mouth open in utter joy and amazement.

"Urh, Guys." A voice called out, which made Jamie jump in surprise, "Don't want to ruin the moment, but we have company!"

Jack rushed towards the window, poking his head out to see a large, thundering cloud of darkness begin to rush towards the town.

"Andrea?" Jamie spoke, whose head was also poking out of the window but he stared upwards instead of ahead.

Jack looked up to see Andrea sat on the rooftop, her legs swinging over the edge, looking down at Jamie,

"Oh my god! Jamie Bennett! I remember you now! You're one of David's friends, the one who I spent that Christmas Weekend-"

"-Hanging out at the forest-"

"-Creating the-"

"Biggest-snowfort-ever!" They both shouted out simultaneously, both bursting in laughter at a memory Jack wasn't apart of.

"Why are you here, David said you were away."

"Didn't he mention the other part?"

"What other part?"

"That I was hanging out in the North Pole?"

"The North Pole! Where Santa Lives!?"

"The very one, kiddo!"

"I'm so going to kill David for not telling me that!"

Andrea stopped laughing and looked at Jack, her expression fell and turned serious, "By the looks of things, Pitch isn't going to be all 'chummy' with us and Jamie."

"Don't worry, everything is going to be okay."

Andrea snorted, "Yeah, say that now, it's make such a great difference."

Jack over-dramatically sighed, "You know, I could just leave you up there."

"You wouldn't"

"Oh, but you know I would."

"Fine, I'll stop being...my usual self."

"Yes, yes you will." Jack spoke as he retrieved Andrea from the rooftop and land her on the ground outside the house.

Jack looked back at Jamie, staring at them from his high window.

"So...You wanna help us kick Pitch's butt?"

The rushing sprint of Jamie was the only answer Jack needed.


Was Andrea freaking out? No, was the answer.

Was she telling the truth? No, would also be the answer.

She was absolutely terrified. She felt like a wobbling piece of old structure, ready to collapse under the slightest of trouble.

She wasn't scared of the growing cloud of darkness, or that Pitch could attack her at any moment, or the fact that she saw Jack die. She was horrified and scared about the fact that she had resurrected Jack, brought him back when Andrea knows she shouldn't be able to, shouldn't have the power to.

Yet, there was Jack, living and breathing beside Andrea because she did something she shouldn't be able to do.

"She had many fears. Her visions were the first, then being alone, and now...her greatest fear is herself."

Andrea shivered as she remembered those words. Those, corrupt, terrible, honest words.

"She's afraid that she would cause the death of those close..." Andrea clenched her fist as those brutally honest words echoed through her mind.

"Her mind go corrupt and her powers follow to her will..."

She shut her eyes, forced them shut as her jaw tightened.

"You even lie to yourself!" The echoes started turning into unbearable, booming voices, "You get mad, outraged even. It triggers something you're afraid to use, Andrea. To weak to embrace yet to strong to resist."

Such, honest words! Such brutally honest words!

"Andrea..."

Andrea yelp in surprise as her eyes flew open. Jack stared at her with terrible worry.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm...I'm fine." 'Absolutely terrified, but fine.' The last part she didn't add, for she wouldn't want Jack to have another problems at his hands.

"So...what happened?" Andrea asked, Jack looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "You know, with you and Jamie?"

A wide grin spread across his face, "Short version or Long?"

"Short would be better and more quick."

"He can see me." Andrea's eyes widened as she heard what Jack said, "Over 300 years...and I've finally got a believer...somebody that can see me!"

Andrea cleared her throat, giving Jack a venomous glare, "I see how that is..."

"Oh no, I meant as in...You know, my first actual believer...as in, like a kid without any...powers or anything that could make them-"

"No, No. I understand, completely."

"No! I meant as in...Gah, this is confusing!" Jack exclaimed, making Andrea chuckle. He pulled an odd face, being very expressive about the fact he was thinking, "Technically, you're my first believer."

"Oh, I'm sorry? What was that?" Andrea shouted, bringing her ear closer to Jack so she could hear better.

"What I said was 'You're my first believer'..."

"Still didn't catch that, just a little louder-"

"You're my first believer!"

"Ow, seesh, try not to burst my eardrums, will you?" Andrea grinned at Jack as she rubbed her ear, Jack just gave her an irritated look, yet had still had a bright smile.

"Yeah, whatever." Jack groaned, turning his head away from Andrea.

Andrea chuckled back, when a sprinting Jamie appeared.

He huffed and bent forwards to recover his breath, his face flustered from the sudden exercise and bitter cold.

"Sorry...I had...to find..a reason...to leave...without...Mom getting...worried..." Jamie spoke between heavy pants, straightening back up.

Andrea laughed quietly then looked at Jack, "Where do you think Pitch is?"

Jack looked away from the excited Jamie and at Andrea, "Well, that giant cloud of darkness would be a big hint about where-"

"Oh, you know what I mean!" Andrea complained at Jack's sarcasm.

Jack chuckled yet stopped when they both saw the incoming sight of the flying sleigh.

The flying sleigh that was crashing.

It slammed into the road with a terrible screech of impact, and sparks of scraped metal.

Andrea winced as the sleigh tipped to its side and the reindeers bolt off into a flying sprint.

Andrea ran towards crashed sleigh, Jack flying behind while Jamie ran beside him, and stopped in front of the disaster.

Tooth and North emerged from the sleigh, receiving a relieved sigh from Andrea, as they crawled out and stood up (Or hover) beside the smashed Christmas Vehicle.

North staggers, holding his back as it gave out. Tooth flew towards North instantly, supporting him as he straightened up.

"North! Are you okay?" Andrea called as she ran beside North, seeing the weariness and tiredness across his face.

"Is official..." North huffed, "My powers are kaput."

"Not for long, though." Andrea smiled, trying to push away the devastation she felt.

Jack caught up with them, his light, agile feet touching the ground as he stared at the worn out Guardians.

"Jack-!" Tooth called as she flew towards him, yet she faltered and fell on to the ground with a sudden drop.

"You okay?" Jack asked as he assisted Tooth standing back up.

They looked at each other and both gave a sweet smile, which made Andrea's smile fall and her brow to crease.

Jack glanced at North and grinned, "I think we've found ourselves a believer."

Jack then turned towards the sprinting Jamie, who stopped and gaped at the Guardians.

"The last light!" North gasped.

"Wow! It is you!" Jamie exclaimed as he kept staring at Tooth and North, his feet bouncing with joy and excitement, "I mean, it is you! I knew it wasn't a dream!" Jamie looked back at Jack, who stood beside him, with a large smile.

"Jack...he sees you." Jack placed a protective hand on Jamie's shoulder as North realized.

"Wait, but, where's Bunny?" Jack suddenly questioned, changing the happy, joyful atmosphere.

North lowered his gaze from Jack, "Losing Easter took its toll on all of us, Bunny most of all."

Andrea went pale as the worst thoughts crossed her mind, glaring at the sleigh.

Then, a fluffy, cute, little grey rabbit jumped out of the wreckage of the sleigh, it's nose twitching and its intelligent, green eyes glaring at them all.

"Oh my god..." Andrea muttered as they gaped at the figure that is the Easter Bunny.

"That's the Easter Bunny?" Jamie spoke, staring at the fluff ball with disbelief.

"Now somebody sees me! I mean, where were you about an hour ago, mate?" The strong Aussie accent of Bunnymund replied, coming from the little, fluffy from.

Yep, it's defiantly Bunny.

"What happened to him? He used to be huge and cool, and now he's..." Jamie confronted the miniature Bunnymund, stretching out a finger under Bunny's chin and tickling him, "Cute."

Bunny's eyes went out of focus as he started patting his paw against the sleigh as Jamie scratched, "Oh, that's good."

Andrea laughed, "Get a pink bow on his head and you'll mistake him for a cute, little, female rabbit."

Bunny snapped his head at Andrea's comment, pushing Jamie away and giving Andrea a deadly, murderous glare.

"Did you tell them to say that?" Bunny hopped towards Jack, "That's it! Let's go, me and you, come on!" Bunny shouted up at Jack, hitting Jack's leg with his back paws and balled fists.

"No!" Jamie interrupted, "Actually he told me you were real. Just when I started to think that...maybe you weren't." Jamie glanced at his feet while Bunnymund looked up at him, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"He made you believe? In me?"

Bunnymund stared up at Jack, his eyes slightly watery as he gave Jack a forgiving smile, which Jack returned.

The large booming of thunder broke their forgiving gaze, all stared up at the sky that was swarmed with nightmare sand and bright lightning.

"Get Jamie out of here." Jack command, still staring upwards while the others looked at him.

"No..." Andrea ignored his command.

Jack looked at Andrea with a hard look, "Andrea, go with Jamie while the others and I-"

"No!" Andrea yelled, "I'm not gonna let you go back up there and get killed again!"

"Andrea..." Jack gave her a look, a look of desperation and plead, "Please..."

Andrea didn't want to. She didn't want Jack to get hurt, she didn't want Jack to die again.

But she didn't have any other choice.

"Okay..." She whispered, "Just...just be safe."

"Pitch has already killed me, what else could he do?" Jack replied with an enthusiastic grin, yet his eyes were full of worry.

"Please..."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

She knew he was lying. She knew that he was going to get hurt again.

She looked towards the Guardians, who didn't come to her defense.

"We'll be with ya, after we help with Frostbite 'ere." Bunnymund said, which made Andrea have to lower her head to see the little Bunnymund.

Andrea just nodded, not trusting her voice to reply.

She looked at Jamie, who still stood beside Jack.

Jamie looked up at Jack, then back at Andrea who gave him a smile. He walked up to Andrea, cautiously and worried.

"Don't worry, Jamie. It's just like a game, like those games of chase we and David used to play."

Jamie beamed up at Andrea, his eyes glimmering with excitement and joy.

It made her heart ache, for he at least had some hopes that everything will end up okay.

She took hold of his hand and looked back at the Guardians, who nodded at her to continue.

She gazed ahead, to the streets and houses beyond where she could run. Which is what she did.

She burst into a sprint which Jamie quickly responded by following beside, still holding Andrea's hand as they ran through the streets and away from the battle that was about to take place.

Almost instantly as they left the eyesight of the Guardians, the battle cries and galloping of NightMares echoed through the town.

Some of the horses cries, however, were louder and closer than Andrea thought.


Praise for finding the Manuscript of the film! It has helped lots during this chapter, it would have been an absolute nightmare without it.

As you can notice, the story is starting to blend in more with the actual movie, now.
But not for long, for the final battle shall begin!

And I shall give you all a evil surprise! *Evil laughing*
I just love teasing you all.

So, next chapter shall be up soon!
Also, maybe a few edited chapters will be up, too. (Yay.)

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