Chapter 4 everyone! (I forgot to add the it was Jack's left arm that he shot it with (not that it really does matter)) And don't fret, Baby Tooth is alright:) Now we can start to get an idea of what's gonna happen to Jack! Hope ya'll enjoy! Read on and comment!:)

MoonGirl1155:

you read Starskulls stories too!:D she was my inspiration for starting this:)

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In North's Palace – the Infirmary –

Jack and Tooth were waiting patiently (and impatiently) for Baby Tooth to heal. She was resting on a little cot with some medicines and healing lotions on the side table and a heart monitor beside that. Baby Tooth had grown unconscious in the process and fell into a deep sleep. Sandy was generous and gave her a peaceful dream. You could see teensy little teeth dancing around her head.

Phil was in another room preparing more medicine.

Tooth was fiddling with her feathers and humming a song, looking at Jack once in a while.

Jack, who had a pang of guilt resting in his stomach, was sitting on the windowsill and gazing out into the cold white world. He had his hoodie of his head and his knees tucked tightly up against his chest with his arms wrapped around them and his staff resting on the wall next to him.

He was extremely depressed. Tooth was injured and in pain. And because of him. Pitch was right. He makes a mess wherever he goes. But he knew that.

As if she could read his mind, Tooth spoke up and said, "Jack, sweetie. Baby Tooth will be fine. Phil said so. It will just take today or so. She's strong and brave, just like you." Tooth floated over to Jack and patted his left arm to comfort him.

Jack chocked a little and clenched his left hand. His arm stung when tooth patted it. It was a terrible sensation.

Ah! Ow...! Jack whispered in his head, but he bit his tongue so the words couldn't pass his lips.

It was over quick but it was painful.

"I'm so sorry, Jack! That was the arm you shot-" Tooth stopped herself midstream. She didn't want to trouble the Winter Spirit any more than he already was.

"It's OK Tooth... It's OK..." Jack returned his gaze towards the window. It was getting late, the sky started to darken.

But the truth was, Jack was not OK. It wasn't the depression from Baby Tooth, no. He was tired, exhausted. When was the last time he felt this? He was Jack Frost! The happy, sneaky and slightly annoying and cocky Winter Spirit! Always bursting with energy! But somehow all of his energy had left him. How drained he felt.

I just need some rest. Jack thought to himself as he started to relax slightly.

"I think I'm going to lie down in the lounge room, Tooth." Jack said quietly as he excused himself and flew out of the door, with snowflakes trailing behind him.

Tooth looked at the trail of snowflakes Jack had left behind and sighed. She was worried for her sweet tooth. She actually felt as depressed as Jack did. And not just because of Baby Tooth. She cared for Jack and was stressing about the needle Jack had willingly punctured himself with, for them. Jack was so warm for a cold person, he just didn't know it.

-Meanwhile in the Meeting Room-

North, Bunny, and Sandy had gathered in the meeting room to have a little chat about Jack while him and Tooth were watching over Baby Tooth.

"I'm worried about Jack. Something bad is going to happen to that poor boy and I can feel it, in my belly." North said in his serious Russian accent.

"Tell me about it. I want to know what Pitch did to him and I want to know now!" Bunny roared as he slammed his large foot on the ground which made everything shake.

"Gr... we could have, but we didn't. We could have prevented this from happening, but we didn't!" North raged and he too slammed his fists on the table.

Sandy floated over to North and made a question mark over his head.

How could we have stopped it? We did everything we could! Sandy repeated in his head.

Bunny hopped towards the table a little more and said, "North's right, Sandy. We fought hard when Pitch came, true. We tried to brake out of the chains, we did. But we didn't try as hard as we could to stop Jack from taking that needle. And if something happens to the kid...it's our fault." Bunny's head bowed down on the last part.

'And Jack's the one always making the mess...' Sandy said over his head. 'But now, it's ours.' Sandy sulked but made one more question, 'But why? Why did Jack do it?'

"I'll tell you why, mate. He loves us. We are his family and he is family to us. He cared for us and didn't want us hurt." Bunny said strongly but his voice cracking realizing what he said was the truth.

"Bunny's right. Jack never admits it, but I know he cares." North said sitting down in a chair and rubbing his forehead.

"I hope that serum isn't bad..." Bunny said looking out into the cold and dark world.

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Jack...Jack...Jack...

You're going to die...

You're going to be in pain...

You are going to suffer...

You are going to destroy...

Kill...

Hurt people...

Hurt your friends...family...

You aren't a guardian

You never were

Jack...Jack...Jack...

You

Are

Going

To

Suffer

My

REVENGE!

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"AHH!"

Jack screamed on the top of his lungs as he woke up. He felt is forehead, is was hot and sweating. That never happened since he was a Winter Spirit.

Jack sprawled out on the couch he was sleeping and wearily turned his head toward the clock. It was after midnight.

Jack tried to get up but felt a surge of pain through his left arm.

"Ow...ow...ow..."

Jack said weakly as he carefully rolled up his left sleeve to examine his arm he had shot. It was dark, he couldn't see but his arm looked OK. It just hurt a lot...

He laid back down and stared at the ceiling. He would usually be staring at the night sky, on a tree, next to his lake, his home. He thought about flying there but he felt to weak and tired.

But he didn't want to go back to sleep. He didn't want to return to that awful whisper in his head. Funny thing was... the more he thought about those words... the more he heard it. The louder it got. The more times it repeated.

Jack's breathing quickened and his heart paced rapidly. He shot up out of his seat and paced the room, clutching the sides of his head.

Hurt...

Suffer...

REVENGE!

Kill...

Die...

Pain...

Guardians...guardians...you were never...never-guardians...

Kill...

REVENGE!

"Stop, stop, STOP!"

Jack wailed as he threw himself against the wall. This triggered his arm to burn, but then he noticed that the pain was now spreading on his chest and back. It was agonizing. It hurt so much! He didn't know what to call the pain: a burn, a sting, an ache, a big cut. It just was hurting him...KILLING HIM.

"No...stop...it's not real...it's all in my head..." Jack said as he quieted down. But the voices in his head did not. They kept going. Faster and faster, louder and louder until they turned into screams. Of who? He didn't know. He didn't care. He was scared.

His body started to shake and shudder. His staff that was next to the couch started to glow vibrantly until it hurt Jack's eyes. He was getting out of control, and so were his powers, the pain, and the voices. Ice started to cover the floor and up the walls and ceilings. A gust of surging wind blew through the room and shattered open a window. The wind howled and whined.

Jack couldn't take it any more. He felt his mind was going to explode. Icicles started to pop up and pierce the walls. Eventually and tore through parts of them.

"Shut up! SHUT UP! Stop it! Control it!" Jack yelled and panicked. He had never lost his powers before. He was now becoming scared of them.

But was this really happening?

Or was it all in his head?

Jack didn't know. He fell to his knees and onto the ground curled up and still clutching his head. And bearing the pain in his arm that had spread to his chest and back.

The last thing he remembered was someone, a fairy and a bunny tearing part of the wall down and sliding to him, then holding him tight.

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Omg! What's going on with Jack!O.O The voices? AAHHH!

(Sorry that the chapters are short-_-) Please review what you think!:)

Peace out!

-SkatingDJ