A/N: So yeah, I'm updating xD Not my best. Just wanna let this out. Not Beta'd. Actually I don't know how that works xD So sorry for the wrong grammar, spellings, etc. I just wish you understand what I wanted to create here. Still have no idea how to end this and kinda fluttered that people still followed even if I'm not constantly updating. So sorry.

S.H.E.N.K.A.I.N.000: Please oh please tell me the title :D Thank you so much I have someone that can understand. xD I'm still indecisive whether to believe that he's good or evil. Loki might just be selfish but in the sense that he doesn't like people he cares about to get hurt so I'm sticking to that xD

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians

Jack sighed. "Alright, grandpa"

Jack smirked.

Chapter 13

Alone.

Such a simple word. Everyone knew what it is. Everyone experienced it at least once in their lifetime but only a few really knows what it means.

Jack knew what it meant. He knows what it means since he became a spirit. He just never knew why everyone experiences it. Why everyone should.

After committing an unforgivable sin, he realize he is what others been telling him since the day he was pulled out from the bottom of the lake.

They knew from the very first time, he was a mistake.

He knew he deserved to be alone. Knew it from the bottom of his heart. All those years, being alone was the definition of his everyday life. No one wanted to accompany winter. Winter is cold. Winter is death.

So he tried to be the very definition of it. He tried to kill himself. Multiple times.

He tried, oh MIM knows he tried, to die. Tried slashing, falling, burning and even drowning. He never knew why of everything he'd done, he was scared of drowning. He always feared that someone was screaming for him by the shore. He knew that was a pitiful illusion. One would probably scream that he shouldn't loiter his body on the water.

After all these failed attempts, he thought that maybe he just can't kill himself. That's when he heard of him.

An old man. Killing innocents for slights only he knows.

Jack thinks. Maybe this man can kill him. After all, a monster can only be killed by a monster, right?

*LINE BREAK*

FLASHBACK

"Winter is here" a man whispered.

"Yeah but fortunately this one's not gonna stick out for long" one chuckled.

"I almost feel bad for him" a girl whispered to the two. They only stared at her.

"What? I said almost!" she depended pouting and crossing her arms. The two laughed.

"After all, who likes cold?" the three bellowed.

Jack ducked his head down.

Yes, well. I didn't want stick around.

"Hey, I heard the old man's trying another ice age again" a furry creature said from afar.

"Yeah, well why don't he just kill another one of his own and be done with his nonsense!" a creature with a tulip head snapped.

"Shh! Don't say that out loud! The boy must be his minion since he managed to survive this long" A woman with leaves as her skirt said hand covering the creature's mouth.

The tulip creature grunted. The woman sighed removing her hand. "Old Man Winter lives on the far North mountains. I know I'm being paranoid but think about it. The winter boy's been here for decades. Why did you think he survived this long? Everyone knows the man hunts every spirit of cold and they usually don't survive half a decade"

Are they saying that someone's been hunting winter spirits?

Jack inched closer to the three creatures hiding in the shadows.

The furry one murmured. "You wouldn't have to think about it, really. Monsters kill their own kind all the time. They're savage creatures, those winters. Besides, you know Summer and Winter can't have two or more embodiment for long. Only one can represent it."

"Yes, I really feel bad about Willy. He treated Jasper like a child but that's the rule I guess"

"Jasper was a good boy. I know he'll be just fine" Tulip head said.

Their conversion continued while Jack silently left.

Seasonals can't coexist with their kind?

Jack furrowed his eyebrows. "No one told me that" He whispered to himself.

*LINE BREAK*

So after all this time, I'm causing death to another immortal?

Jack silently leaped through rooftops, his mind working furiously at the revelation.

And I didn't even know about it. Pathetic.

Jack berated himself. "Wind! I've been killing someone and I didn't even know!" he yelled feeling the wind blew harder.

He always knew the wind has a personality. Something akin to a soul. After all this time, it was a constant companion.

Of course, he wasn't stupid. The wind only obeyed him 'cause it was afraid of him. After all, who would be friends with Jack Frost?

Still, the wind, afraid or not, never left him. And he wouldn't be pushing something like that away. After all, a monster can only be tamed by companionship, right?

With his frustrations, he didn't see that somehow he managed to get to the North Mountains.

"Stupid me unable to kill stupid self so now asking someone else 'cause I'm freaking causing that someone's death" Jack angrily mumbled to himself.

He didn't get it, really. He didn't remember anything before waking up at the pond. He didn't get why he can't prevent winter from killing anyone. He just knew he's useless and he must deserved it. After all, he almost killed Mother Nature and managed to harm everyone.

So why was he still here?

Everyone knew he's a monster. Old man must know since he killed monsters. He must have. But then why didn't he come for him?

Why was he an exception?

He didn't want to be involved with someone as pathetic and foul like you. A voice inside his head said.

Jack's shoulders slumped.

"Wind! Can you see anything?"

Jack dropped into a snow bank trying to catch his breath. He's been looking for hours now. Sure, no one else would live in a cold barren land like this but who would?

Jack looked at the white land.

"Old Man Winter...Old Man Winter..." he murmured.

I didn't even know what he looks like!

Frustrated, Jack stomped his feet in the snow.

"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!"

Jack kept stomping until he felt a crack in the ground. Agitated, he ignored it continuing his ministrations. The wind blew hard on him seemingly worried about him. He ignored it, too, still stomping his feet, tears forming at his eyes.

"Why. Can't. I. Just. Die. Already?!" he stomped his feet one last time and proceeded to kneel and punch the ground.

"I didn't want any of this" he sobbed. The wind calmed around him. That didn't seem to calm Jack though, in fact it angered him.

"What?! Now, you're going to leave me?!" he bellowed looking at the sky. The wind however didn't even falter. It was so still.

Jack's anger dissipated. "Wind?" He asked worried.

And then he saw it.

Snow falling rapidly towards him.

I never tried to bury myself. Jack thought but then the wind threw itself to the ground.

"Wha-!" Jack gasped. All of the sudden, the ground under him disappeared and he was falling.

A/N: I'm not feeling great. Not physically, thank God. Just emotionally exhausted. So yeah, I just wrote this today and I really, really don't *sigh* I don't even know what I feel.

Anyways, thanks for reading. No flames please. And please review. :)