Hola everyone, back again with another chapter. I will save my request for the end of this chapter but here are my shout outs to YasminSnowflakeFaith and SmileyFaceWriter for those very kind reviews!:) But, to not waste any more time and to answer the shocker, let us begin chapter 4! Warning: the feels everyone, get a tissue box cuz it's gonna get dreary in the beginning. (I almost cried while writing this, lol) I suggest you read it very thoroughly to get the whole experience;) and the next couple of chapters are gonna be cliffhangers XD just a fair warning... and very short.

He didn't even feel the pain.

Horrified screams filled the air.

North's, Bunny's, Tooth's, Jamie's, Pippa's, Cupcake's, Claude's, Caleb's, and Monty's voices rung through the vast air and echoed off the walls. After the echoes faded, a maniacally laughter cackled from the shadows that lingered near the body. Pitch had retreated into his shadows, leaving behind the remain of his work lying on the ground... lifeless.

Everyone rushed over to the body, pleading for any sign of life. A gasp, a heartbeat, a murmur, anything. Tears were already mercilessly spilling out of everyone's eyes. North raised the body to his ear and listened intensively as he blocked out all other sounds. He didn't give up until it was certain...

Jack Frost was dead.

It just happened so fast: Pitch made the scythe and with one quick swipe–faster than the blink of an eye–he struck Jack Frost. Everyone was sure Jack was dead before he even crumpled to the ground. Spirits were immortal, they all were, but if they were in too much pain, MIM would pity them and take their soul to a place of rest. Jack was just in too much pain. The scythe had done it's job. Jack's sweatshirt was ripped in half down his chest and was drenched in crimson blood. He had a ginormous cut that hit him right in the heart. His staff was lying to his side. It was nothing more than a stick now. It was almost to much to bear.

North looked up to his fellow Guardian's and to the children as if to say, he's gone. North, Bunny, and Tooth were the only remaining Guardian's and the children were their only source of power and life. That power and life that was taken from them from Pitch Black. If it weren't for Jack Frost, their lives would have drained and ended far sooner. Jack Frost had stolen what was left of their hearts and now he was gone for as long as they lived... forever.

But Jack can't be dead, he just can't be! North shook the boy lightly. "Jack!" He called desperately as another tear slipped out of his eyes of wonder. "Can you hear me?" He asked as if the bleeding and limp boy in his arms was merely sleeping. North was the first to have faith in the boy, and as time progressed, he became a father to Jack Frost. Fathers never give up on their sons.

Tooth gave it a try. At first, Tooth admired Jack for his teeth but then realized he was much more than that. Tooth felt like a loving mother to Jack and treated him as if he was her own son. She realized this too late. "Sweet Tooth?" She said meekly, stroking her small hand over the boy's cheek that had smears of his own blood over it. "Come on, wake up!" She wailed. "You can't be dead! Come on Jack!" Tooth grabbed Jack shoulders. "Come on!" She pleaded loudly. She was about to sob and wail some more when a furry paw stopped her.

Bunnymund. "Enough, Sheila..." He spoke in a calm and smooth voice, but Tooth looked up at him with her shimmering violet eyes and saw that the Pooka was shedding tears as well. "He's gone." He croaked. He praised himself for his calm approach but he had trouble keeping his chin from shaking. The bloody show-pony was gone. Sure, the teenager was a pain in the ass but now, he's gone forever. Bunny would never admit it, ever, but he loved Jack's smile. A smile he would never get to see again in his life. Frostbite was gone.

The children who were standing behind the Guardian's came forth and approached the still body of the spirit.

"H-he's dead!" Spoke Pippa as her voice only came out to be a small peep.

"I don't believe it..." Claude and Caleb said to each other.

"Oh no..." Cupcake wailed.

"I-I... i-it's...he-he" Monty stuttered, unable to process the fumbled words on his lips.

Jamie was just speechless. He had known Jack for such a short amount of time and barely got to know him and they had already become best of friends. Kind of like brothers. And now, Jack Frost was dead. Never to fly or spread snow or see the light of day ever again. Jack Frost was stolen from everyone's hearts by the cruelest of them all in the most brutal way possible. He was to kind, to gentle, to innocent. He was taken from the world without a second chance.

"Jack!" Jamie bawled, unable to contain himself or control his emotions. He curled up next to Jack and hugged the boy's arm, squeezing it tight enough in hopes that he would be able to squeeze some life into the spirit because Jack Frost couldn't be dead. But he was.

Everyone huddled around in a group and began to cry and whimper and mourn over the Spirit of Winter, Fun, and Innocence.

Pitch appeared behind the group and admired his work. Not only had he killed the boy, but he had killed the Guardian's and children's hearts as well. Pitch tutted at the group, "What a pity..." He said slowly as he drifted away from the sobbing group.

Bunny was the first to react as his anger kicked in and radiated through his bloodstream. He let out a raging battle cry (snapping the Guardian's out of their misery) and flung a boomerang at the Nightmare King with all his might. Not this time! You will pay for killing Jack! Bunny's mind screamed. But the slender man simply slipped back into the shadows and reappeared next to North.

North reacted second. He grabbed his twin sabers and lunged them at Pitch who swiftly dodged the swipes. How dare you kill Jack! Monster! North let out grunts of frustration as he kept on attempting to slay the Nightmare King.

Tooth's feathers ruffled and stood up on end. She balled her tiny hands into fists and gritted her teeth. Her eyes became thin violet slits. I will avenge Jack. With that, Tooth let out a roar as she attacked Pitch by flying back and forth, hitting him with all her might.

The children stayed by Jack's side. Protecting him and staying by his side even though it was pointless.

Pitch didn't use anymore nightmares. It was a battle between him and the Guardian's and he was winning. The Guardian's got into their battle stances as Pitch stood opposite of them with a smug look on his face and his posture was proud.

"Pitch you bloody freaking monster!" Bunny ranted as he clutched his boomerangs tighter.

Pitch put a hand to his chest. "I'm so offended." He said sarcastically with a smirk.

"How could you do such a thing, Pitch!?" North roared, ready to strike again.

"Whatever..." Pitch snarled.

Tooth took on a gentler approach. Something that would hit a soft spot in the Nightmare King. After all... "But Pitch, Jack a child..."

"So..." Pitch asked. But his hardened expression eased as he began to realize...

"He's a child, Pitch."

That did it. That hit the Nightmare King's weak spot. An appalled expression came to the king's face as he realized what he had done. He had murdered an innocent child. He swore that he would never lay a finger on a child. Turning them into fearlings was already enough. What would his daughter say?

What have I done?

Aw:'( The feels, the feels... omg. Sorry that it was short but I had to leave it like this. Hope you all liked this chapter and didn't get to welled up. So PRETTY PLEASE leave a review! VERY VERY PLEASE check out my The Guardian Of The Night story! And thank you all so much for reading! Have a good day! Bye! Peace!

-SkatingDJ