(Emerges from grave) "I LIVE!" I actually updated ladies and gents, sorry it took so long, but I've really had to crunch on schoolwork. But here's a very long update so I hope you enjoy:) Warning: attempt at character development/redemption (don't kill me!) and one swear.

The very next day I was ordered to meet my siblings.

Red was fully chained from neck to ankles, weak and powerless in a damp and darkened cave beneath Bunny's Warren. Glimmer was bound in a straitjacket, freezing away in a small, cold cell hundreds of feet beneath the surface of North's Workshop. Flora was trapped in an enchanted and disoriented hole underground inside the mountain cliff that was the land of Tooth's Palace. They had no powers and were now wasting away in cells for their crimes, no food nor water (not that they needed it), fresh air, or even sunlight for 365 days before they were finally sentenced to the upper world to serve as powerless slaves and students until they were deemed worthy of their freedom.

I struggled to come to a certain feeling about this. I had to admit, their punishment was worse than it sounded at first. I guess you could almost consider it to be a form of torture. Oddly enough, I found myself slightly pitying them. I know I shouldn't, I had no right to. But going through torture myself, I wouldn't wish it upon anyone. But upon the people who tortured me and relentlessly tried to kill me all my life? Perhaps. I just was confused. For one, I wasn't as bad as I thought I was going to be. It's been quite a few months since the incident but I feel fine now. Maybe five or six months at tops, and everything is back to normal. While my wounds haven't completely healed, a few scars here and there, I can still move and I am still alive, which I am surprisingly thankful for.

On the other hand though, I am still scared. I haven't left the Pole at all since the incident, even though I had been granted permission to leave two months ago. I was still afraid of them. That they still might be out there and waiting for me to be free once more so they can finally finish me off. I think the only reason I haven't had any nightmares was thanks to Sandy. I've been relying on the Guardians so much more now and honestly, I've thrown my pride out the door, but they haven't teased me about it. Things have been smoothed out between us and they haven't pushed me for answers just yet, they haven't asked why this has happened or how I got so strong or anything that would make me feel uncomfortable, which I respect. But they would have to find out soon.

But today, I can't show any emotion. I can't show any fear, I can't show that I am still scared of them, or else they will feel empowered and the torture of just them looking at me with disgust will be never-ending. I couldn't live like that. I don't think the Guardians know that I'm as freaked out as before, I guess my facade never faltered. I'd be insulted if it did to be honest, after practicing it for all my life. On the outside, I may seem all fun and games, but I really am an entirely different person on the inside. My core is fun and laughter, which I cannot deny, but that trait grew out of desperation to survive and keep sane. Besides fighting for my life and wishing for death, pranks and snowball fights were the only thing I could cling onto for safety. It became my anchor, it became my center. It was the only good thing I knew how to do. But it is weak and it is small, the center of mine, protected by layers of years of fighting and facades. I'm a weak person on the inside, just a lost little boy trying to find a stable home. My center could not be broken or touched, not by the likes of anyone, or else I would shatter.

~o.O.o~

I am fine. I can live through this. Life is good.

I said to myself like a mantra as the Guardians, Mother Nature and I were transported by sleigh to Bunny's Warren to greet Red. It was another few minutes to the Warren and my anxiety was growing. Even though they were powerless, were chains enough to bolt Red down? I could easily imagine him breaking free and tearing my throat out in an instant. Luckily, the Guardians gave me full permission to use force if necessary and they, along with Mother Nature, would be waiting just outside for me and would jump in if they heard anything. But all in all, I was going in there alone.

They were chained and powerless, there was nothing to be afraid of.

It was painfully silent. I sat alone on the ledge very far back of the sleigh, North steered the reigns and sat alongside with Mother Nature in the front while Tooth, Bunny, and Sandy took up the middle benches. Everyone was slightly squirming with the utter and sheer stress of it all, including me. I was half expecting them to smother me with drills of what I was going to say or bring me solace, but they kept their distance like always. I knew what I had to do, nothing could happen now, only time would tell-

"GET DOWN!"

Everyone jumped with shock before throwing themselves onto the floor of the sleigh. I tumbled off of the high ledge and decently crouched on all fours to avoid a harsh fall. It was just silent a moment ago, then suddenly Mother Nature had shouted at us... what the hell just happened!? Before I could get a peek, something violently rammed into the sleigh as it tipped, forcing everyone to fall on one side. I was tossed against the side as my injuries jarred with pain, I hissed and gritted my teeth as I struggled to gain footing. For the love of everything that is holy, what could possibly be happening now!? Haven't I been punished enough? Once I propped myself up, I was finally able to look beyond the sleigh...

I did not like what I saw.

Nightmares.

Just why on this god forsaken planet were Nightmares doing here!? I had absolutely no interest in fighting right now. I let out a whiny grunt as I turned to the side- there were a lot of Nightmares. In fact, I hadn't seen this many since five years ago when I became a Guardian! There had been rogue Nightmares about all the time (of course) but not this many gathered in one spot, attacking a sole group of soon-to-be-victims! Was Pitch Black here? Had he returned? Probably not, since I couldn't sense any dark magic besides the Nightmares. Besides, Pitch, being the diva he is, would probably want a more flattering entrance for his return than this.

The reindeer became disoriented, which made the flight a lot more bumpy. We had to fight them off.

"Ugh!" Bunny growled, "What are these blokes doin' here!?" He exclaimed as he chucked out a boomerang.

"I don't know," Mother Nature huffed as she sent a wave of wind in one direction, "but we must fight them off!"

I nodded as clutched my staff even tighter, ready to fight alongside my comrades when a gentle yet fierce hand gripped my shoulder and promptly stopped me.

"No, Jack!" It was Tooth, "Don't fight, now is not a good idea, you are still healing. Stay here and keep safe, I'll protect you." She said with certainty, her crystal pink eyes glimmering with a mother's love.

I merely scoffed at her request, who does she think I am!? Does she not remember how we got into this mess in the first place? I didn't have to rely on them that much. I can protect myself, thank you kindly! Fighting off a bounty of Nightmares was child's play!

"I'm fine." I retorted coldly.

Tooth's face twisted with fear and resentment, but she bit her tongue. I got the message across, and I didn't think she was going to challenge me. "Fine, then stay close behind me and don't get hurt!" She called before taking to the skies.

I sighed; it was a small price to pay. Anything to make the lady happy, I guess. Without second thoughts, I blasted into the sky behind Tooth as Nightmares charged at us from all angles. I was just about to swing my staff for a burst of ice when a blur of green zoomed by me and took out the wave of nightmares in a flurry of slashes. Was Tooth seriously trying to kill all the Nightmares by herself and not make me fight? Boring! Was this a game? Well, two can play at that. After all, she didn't bring me up here for nothing! With a grin on my face, I looked around for a Nightmare to slay. I easily spotted another patch of the vermin charging our way. I snickered and sped towards the group, ignoring Tooth's cries of protest.

I inhaled and reached within me to find power and channeled it through my staff- but something went horribly wrong.

It was as if my magic had gotten stuck or 'went down the wrong pipe' or something. When I tried to access my powers and let it flow through my body, it was like they spazzed out and electrified me from the inside out. My own powers! And it wasn't just a small zap or anything, it was like five lightning bolts struck me at once and a bomb went off in my chest. A shrieking blast of scorching pain that radiated everywhere throughout my body. It happened so quick, I could barely describe it. All I knew was that it hurt and it reminded me of the Mercury. It scared me.

I let out a scream as my staff was flung out of my hand. I felt the sensation of plummeting to the sea below. I was blacking out, the world was fading out around me as all my senses failed me. I tried to move but my muscles could only retract with the fleeting pain. The colors tinted and glowed as they blurred together, sound faded and became distant, the sense of awareness leaving me as the realm of darkness drowned me in it's arms. I didn't feel a thing as blackness swam in front of my eyes like a disease.

o.O.o

My eyes wildly shot open.

I was greeted by the familiar touch of itchy sheets yet the comfort of a bed and caught wind of the distinct and harsh smell of medicine and peppermint. My hand went straight to my chest as I keeled over and gasped for air. After I came to, I slumped back down onto the bed. There was nobody in sight; my staff lay against the bed frame. I slightly writhed under the sheets as I felt a radiating pain pass within my body like lightning that coursed through my veins, acting like puppet strings and making me feel pain at it's will. I slowly relaxed as I let out a great sigh of dismay, trying not to think about the pain. My head rolled to the window as I saw a bright world beyond the window. It did nothing to lift my spirits. I stared back up at the ceiling as I let out a weak chuckle.

I would never be able to live a normal life of peace, would I?

This pain, it was the Mercury. I could feel it. I was certain. It was still within me. How I had not detected it for the past many months was a mystery to me. So, was I going to be like this forever? Handicapped? Unable to use my powers? This fucking poison... I'd rather die.

This is all their fault. His fault, Red. Stupid freaking Red. Burn in Hell. Why me? Why does he hate me so much to go out of his way and ruin my life? Oh god, I hate him. I hate everything. Why did this have to happen? What's wrong with me? This world? Just... why?

Tears unwillingly bubbled to the surface of my eyes and trailed down my temples. They didn't even freeze. I growled with annoyance as my salty, warm tears dripped into my ears as I wiped them away. I couldn't live like this.

I couldn't live knowing that Red was still there. Alive and technically well. It made my stomach hurl now whenever his pumpkin face was present before me in my thoughts. The pain he and his sisters made me suffer through was just- I didn't have words. How could I be associated to them? I couldn't tolerate this. Maybe Mother Nature had a point, I was too forgiving. Maybe Red was right, I was truly naive. For once, this mess was not mine to clean, it was all Red's fault. My forgiveness was easily swapped with revenge, oh, and it felt good. I wanted to see his blood so bad... I had to. I wanted him to understand what he has done to me. So what if my opinions change in a heartbeat? It's not like my condition was going to! Let my Guardians and dear Mother think whatever they want; this world deserves a new autumn spirit... and a winter spirit. What? I'm not going to live like this. Death is merciful.

But do I really have the guts to murder him? A voice whispered in my mind. I simply took a deep breath and pushed it into the back of my mind.

So without making a noise, I swung myself out of bed and snatched my staff-wincing as I felt the Mercury try to block my ice powers from connecting with my staff. But the wind could never be tamed by any force; I could still fly. I briskly walked over to the window and busted it opened and leaped into the cold, chilling air. The wind caught me and I began to fly as powerful and as fast as I could towards Australia; a rude little spirit was going to have a very rude awakening.

I arrived at Bunny's Warren.

By now the Guardians and Mother Nature would have noticed I was missing. They wouldn't suspect I'd be here immediately, I had a little time to do whatever I wished on my hands. I stood upon a hill that overlooked all the tunnels within the Warren. Sure enough, I could see the Warren's latest edition renovation; a small and dark tunnel shoved in the corner of the area that surely led to Red's dungeon. Right then and there, I almost backed out and ditched everything. But then I remembered how much Red had put me through and I didn't even remember entering the dark tunnel.

It was actually quite a long journey. But I knew I was coming to the end when torches began magically lighting the walls. Normally, when entering the presence of another spirit, you could sense their power. However, here, I could not. In fact, I sensed a negativity. Not in a dangerous way, but the sense was weak and sick, shriveled and depleted. It made my own powers fluctuate as they made themselves adjust to the new, empty sense.

I eventually stumbled upon a dead end. This was of course odd because there was no possible way one could have made a wrong turn, not to mention that this was indeed the tunnel to the dungeon. But after a few moments, a slippery, twisting sound had erupted from beneath my feet. I immediately stepped backwards. The vines that had layered the ground began to shift and collapse into the floor. However, upon further inspection, the vines had purposely fallen into the ground and had made a sturdy and gracefully sculpted slope lower into the ground. I peered into the hole; there was a dim and soft glow of light that emitted from crystals and emeralds and little glowing flowers that danced in the air.

I swallowed and took a step back as my grip on my staff tightened. Just looking down there made me nauseous. Not just because Red was down there, but even the look of the place reminded me of that cave where all this trouble began. I began to shake as I immediately felt weak and light headed as my stomach did a ferocious hurl. But I couldn't back out now. I swallowed hard and threw myself into the pit without a second thought.

I slid down the vines and skidded to a halt once a stone door had blocked the path. There was a golden amulet stuck inside the stone door that was radiating a red pulse. A protection seal; Mother Nature must have gotten her hands on it and used it as a lock. A mighty good one as well, it was (supposedly) indestructible. It had the power to absorb a spirit's power if one were to try and break down the locked area. Luckily for me though, there was an easy way in. Beneath the amulet was a circular plate with the imprint of a hand carved into it. I walked up to the stone slab door and placed my hand on the imprint... I guess it worked because the amulet's red aura began to fade. The Guardians and Mother Nature probably had access to open this door (and that included me!)

The sound of crystals shattering filled my eardrums as the amulet's shine faded completely. Soon after, the amulet rotated 180 degrees and planted itself further into the stone. A crack ran straight through the door and the stone began to separate. I held my breath and kept my gaze locked straight forward.

It was him. I could see him. It was Red.

My jaw began to chatter as my entire body began to tremble. I clung onto my staff tighter and cautiously walked into the cell. I barely moved my eyes as I examined the cell. It was remarkably large, but fairly dark. The only source of light emitting from jewels that line the walls (which were stone slabs). All around, the floor was water, but I walked upon a stone bridge that led to the end of the room which was nothing but a floor... and upon that floor, sat Red.

Crystal chains (metal ones would have burned him to a crisp by now) had been attached all over the room and punishingly clung onto a sole figure that lay painfully crouched in the center of the platform. As I continued to walk down the bridge, I was spiteful of the crystal chains that sometimes got in my way. On further inspection as well, I could make out Red's figure. He was on the ground, resting on his knees. The chains bound him around the chest, waist, ankles and wrists. On his back seemed to be something like a jade shell that one could only assume prohibited his movement. Drilled into that shell were these sapphire and ruby needles... as I thought about those needles driving into Red's back, I shivered (to my surprise). Red wasn't even wearing his pumpkin, I could see the mess of brown hair and his bony, scared face. I had forgotten that it had been a good several months since I last saw Red, he looked bonier than before (if that was possible) and his hair had grown shaggier.

Seeing him like this seemed so odd. I didn't know whether to feel happy or sad. It was honestly pitiful; the great and powerful autumn spirit reduced to this. It's what he deserved after what he did to the 'great and powerful winter spirit.' But the picture of it still irked me. I couldn't help but get the feeling of regret and shame. I mentally punched myself, was I going to do something or what!? Just looking at him made me hesitate! It just reminded me of... me. I would be pummeling the dude to death and what could he do against me? I would be like him. I would be attacking a weak and powerless (against the opponent) spirit and torture him. But isn't that what I came here to do? I really needed to get my act together before he realized I was-

"Frost..."

I froze in place.

"Have you come to gloat?"

"No," I responded in a balanced voice, coming to my senses.

"Kill me then?"

I flinched and carefully replied, "Let's see how this goes."

Red let out a groan, "You came all the way down here to see me. What do you want?"

His voice was a mixture of his typical annoyance, but it was also filled with sorrow. Not to mention that it was soft yet dry, his chirpy German had abandoned him.

"I'm here to-" I choked on my own words. I'm here to kill you... but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get those words past my lips. The more I struggled, the less I felt like saying it. But I'm so angry...

"I'm here to tell you that I'm not afraid of you anymore. Not you, nor your sisters. You no longer have any power over me."

The next thing I knew, Red had broken free from the crystals, burst out of his shell and came lunging at me. I let out a horrified yell and fell backwards. Red stopped just as he was about to lunge straight into me. The shattered crystals had quickly reformed into chains and wrapped themselves around Red once more, thicker than before.

I guess I was out of practice, normally I would have easily been able to counter that and anticipate the outburst. But that's not why I was humiliated. I wasn't thinking when I had said those words. In all truth, I was still downright terrified. I guess I was just trying to feel better about myself. To hell with it, why am I even here?

"Ha," Red chuckled as he smiled widely, "you still seem scared to me."

I abruptly got to my feet and turned around, trying to block my face of embarrassment. "T-this was a mistake." I stuttered. Now, I just wanted to leave. I was right all along, I couldn't even look at him.

"I know why you're here." Red stated flatly.

"You don't know anything about me!" I snapped, whirling around, tears flying out of my eyes. I swung my fist with all my pent up anger as my fist crashed into Red's temple.

Red crashed to the ground with a grunt as I straddled him and raised my hand up high before bringing it down as hard as I could upon Red's neck. So hard in fact, that I had cratered Red's head into the stone floor. However, a burning, sizzling, electrifying jolt of pain radiated up my arm as I let out a scream and jumped off of Red. Even without my staff, if I tried to use my powers as a backup for strength, I received pain.

"This poison!" I roared, lashing out all my pain, "You broke me! You ruined me! Look at me! The Mercury, it's still in me... I can't do anything now! Whenever I try to access my powers, the Mercury prevents me from doing anything! All I get is the pain, was this your plan!? A final act, sacrificing a few years of freedom to give me an eternal nightmare of endless torture!?"

Tears were now free-falling from my face as I stood merely a foot away from Red, desperately yearning for an answer. I didn't care about him seeing me cry. He simply stood there, silent.

"Just why? Why do you hate me so much? I only wanted to be your friend all those years ago! All my life has been a constant worry and struggle in fear of you and your sisters seeking out to kill me! I didn't want to hurt you! Please, just tell me..." I begged as I began to sob softly. I sank to my knees and buried my face into my hands.

I sat on the ground in tears as my sobs echoed throughout the cavern.

After a long and painful silence, Red spoke.

"Y-you wanted to be my f-friend?"

I stopped crying.

"A-all those y-years ago?"

I slowly released my face from my hands and looked up. What I saw shocked me beyond words; Red was crying.

"I-I wonder w-what..." Red stuttered, bringing his hand up to his trembling mouth.

I stared intently at the broken spirit before me.

Red put his head down and let out a small, weak laugh, "I wonder what t-they w-would think o-of me now..."

Who? Glimmer and Flora?

"I wonder if they see me through you."

Through me?

Red didn't continue, it seemed as if he were debating whether to tell me or not. He stumbled on his words as he looked straight through my eyes, as if searching me... figuring out something.

"Red..." I began, growing curious, "you can tell me if you want."

It felt so weird. One moment I was ready to kill Red, and now I almost felt sympathy for him over something I didn't know. When the memories of the battle rush in, I do not feel revenge but only depression and pain. When I noticed the Mercury, I felt utterly betrayed. Betrayed of a normal life or of any sort of freedom or reason. My three siblings had tied me on a leash that would brand me for as long as I lived. But now, maybe there was some sort of reason. Remember? I'm the forgiving type. And no, I will not forgive Red any time soon, no matter the reason, but they say time can heal anything. (Just like the Guardians and Mother Nature.)

Red eventually saw that he had no way out of this. He took a deep sigh and sat down on the floor with me.

"I have a pretty long history, Jack." Red began.

I tried to steady my breathing, the whole weird ordeal of it all was so strange. I was so eager to learn the truth behind all of this, I would never thought our relationship would come to this. (I thought it would end in death). And now here is Red, seemingly acting nice to me.

"As you know, I'm over 600 years old. I've been around for quite some time... so much has changed." Red looked at me, "Now, unlike you, I was born a spirit, I was no human."

How did he know!?

Red must have seen my confusion, "Mother Nature had told me when I asked who you were before I was locked up here. It didn't make any sense but it does now..."

"When I was first born," Red continued, "I lived with my two siblings-"

"Glimmer and Flora?" I said. But that didn't make any sense, Glimmer and Flora came well after Red.

"No, I had a real brother and sister. Their names were Autumn Leaves and Hallows Eve. They were my little siblings. Autumn was the Spirit of Fall and Generosity, and Little Eve was the Spirit of Halloween and Laughter. We were taken care of by Lady SnowFall, at the time, the Spirit of Winter and Beauty."

My heart skipped a beat. The use of his past tenses did not bode well.

"She was our real mother. She loved us and took care of us. She brought beautiful winters, and not to mention that she was beautiful herself. My little brother took so much pride in his work and absolutely loved doing it. My adorable little sister was such a thrill to be with, she'd always make you laugh. I loved them with all my heart..."

Red's small smile faded.

"But one day, mom left us... and she never came back. Later, I realized that the people of the world had begun to hate winter because it brought death to everything, no matter how gently it came; so when the people's love of winter had faded, she had faded along with it."

I flinched as my skin crawled. Could that have happened to me?

"Then came along the next Winter Spirit, Old Man Winter... the Spirit of Vengeance. He was born out of the rage and hatred towards the season. He took revenge upon the people of the world who dared utter misfortune upon the winter season and turned the season into a festival of death, darkness, and destruction."

Red then suddenly pounded the ground as another tear slipped out of his eye.

"Autumn and Eve interfered. By then, the hatred towards winter had reached it's peak and Old Man Winter was at his strongest."

My eyes grew wide.

"He killed them. Right in front of me. I couldn't stop him. Even though I was their older brother, I had yet to learn what I was good for and I failed to protect them."

Red's shoulders began to shake.

"So I trained with Appleseed and Aisling who were desperately trying to recover from each harsh winter..."

Red hiccuped and I took this time to ask a very important question, "What happened to Mother Nature?"

Red didn't make a snark comment back, "She was dealing with personal issues on another planet. Very personal issues."

I decided not to question it.

"Anyways," Red sighed, "After many years, I finally, finally got rid of Old Man Winter. But not before he scarred my face."

Oh, so that's how he got those!

"It pained me to do so because he was the last remembrance of my mother, even though he was far from actually being her and earning my love. But I always felt obligated, before he started going psycho, to be family with him. You know what I mean?"

I nodded solemnly.

"I was just so angry!" Red yelled,"He had taken everything away from me! He killed my brother and sister and ruined my image of winter and even now my memories of those times have faded. I barely remember my mother's face or the sound of Little Eve's laughter. At that point, I never wanted to see or hear of winter ever again. I hated it, I hated him for it. I wanted nothing to do with it anymore. He had done so many things... it was so unfair. I thought that if I had finally killed him, my pain would go away..."

I had a feeling Red wasn't done yet so I kept silent.

"But no. And even as he lived on his dying breath, he had lay a curse on all spirits who hated his winter... a curse that would make our lives an eternal and endless nightmare. A curse that would poison us as the humans continued to thrive."

I held my breath.

"Iron. Metal. Mercury..." Red let out a soft chuckle, "And ironically, since Old Man Winter hated his own season, he had unintentionally cast the curse upon himself. Or in this case, the next Winter Spirit to follow... which is you, Jack. I don't know why, it's so random, but it made our lives, especially yours, a whole lot harder."

"Well, after that whole ordeal, I was alone. Mother Nature, who had returned, along with Aisling and Appleseed were busy restoring the world while I was left with my skills to fend for myself. Though, as you know, I do hang out with Appleseed from time to time. The jobs of bringing Fall and Halloween rested upon my shoulders. Thankfully, Glimmer came along and gave me the passion, that's her gimmick, that I needed to make it through."

Oh, so that's how it connects.

"But when you, Jack Frost, when you came along, I freaked out. And when you came that day and asked me about iron, I thought your destiny was to finish what Old Man Winter had created. And I know I said things to you about death and all, but that's because that's the only thing I remember winter being associated with. I really meant winter, not you Jack..."

I shook my head wildly.

"Since then, well, I've tried to kill you," Red pursed his lips, "I didn't know what you were destined for, and when you became a Guardian, I jumped to conclusions and thought that it would be Old Man Winter's reign all over again. I guess in a way I'm trying to protect winter too, I wanted to see my mother's beauty in the season, not destruction. But death by sheer cold is inevitable and you have a really, really hard job. I guess I was too much of a coward to learn the truth."

"And I know you'll probably never forgive me, and I can live with that, you never have to see me again once you're through with me. But I hope you can at least understand that I'm sorry and that you don't have to be afraid of me anymore. I'm done fighting. I'm sorry."

Red let out a huge sigh, his story had been told.

It was a lot to process. Red had been through so much more than I could have ever thought, there actually was a reason why he seemingly hated me. Why all of them hated me in fact. And no, it didn't make me forgive him entirely, but at least we both knew the truth now. Perhaps in the far future, we wouldn't hate each other. Maybe there would be a time we could forgive each other.

I rose to my feet and picked up my staff, grimacing as my powers tried to connect with the stick of wood.

"I'm sorry," Red repeated, "I'm sorry I took things too far, I didn't know this would happen."

I only turned my back and began to walk out.

"W-wait!"

I paused.

"There may be a way!"

I listened.

"The gloves-"

"They were destroyed." I responded curtly.

Red silenced, I could almost swear I could feel sympathy radiate towards me from him. I didn't look back and ran off... and the weird thing was, I felt sympathy for him too. As I ran back through the door, I stopped and turned around just as the stone door began to close.

"SnowFall would understand, Red."

Guys, I tried. Now is the time I would like to invest a little time into my OC's and their character development. I'm gonna try my best to write out the relationship between Jack and Red and how this all connects. I know Jack's emotions fluctuate a lot, but I tried to make to make it as realistic as possible, cause as we know, Jack's a complex guy... But don't worry, the story is still not over!:) And if you think I missed things I had mentioned/plot-holes, all shall be explained! I would love it if you guys told me how you thought this chapter went and your opinion on Red. More details are going to come! Please leave a review! Peace!

-SkatingDJ