A/N: I finished some chapters already so quick updates for now but maybe later not so much. We'll see. I'm writing another story in a completely different fandom, so yeah. This chapter is during the movie. ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I don't own the masterpiece that is Rise of the Guardians or their beautiful characters.

I've heard that Santa has a crazy sense of humor, but me a Guardian. That's ridiculous! I'm not one of them or even like them. Then with this big grand celebration. This had to be joke. Did I just become some type of thing to make fun of? I felt anger rise in me and I let it out the only way I knew how, my powers.

"What makes you think I want to be a Guardian?" I asked angrily. The all look at me in shock.

"Of course you do." Santa laughed. I guess I do but nuisances aren't Guardians. "Music!" he ordered. This was getting out of my control.

"No music!" I had to admit it was nice to see them obey me. This gave me the strength to be the Jack Frost they knew. The arrogant, self-absorbed, trouble making Jack Frost. Maybe with a little truth mixed in. "This is flattering and all," the sarcasm in that statement had to seep through their hard heads "But you don't want me. You're all hard work and deadlines. I'm snowballs and fun times. I'm not a Guardian." That should do it. They'll let me leave and this whole joke can be over and done.

"That's exactly what I said." So if they knew that why am I here? The Tooth fairy flies to my face to show me the globe and her and Santa start explaining to me what a Guardian really does. But honestly, even though the Tooth fairy is really pretty, she was freaking me out. The woman has no personal space. I would've run but where would I go? I've seen Sandman's power. He could catch me before I made it to the nearest window. Then Santa mentioned Pitch. Was there going to be another war? I heard about the Dark Ages, how all kids could do was fear. It took all of them to bring back the innocence that made kids so fun.

"When Pitch threatens us he threatens them." Santa explained. I love the kids, if they need anyone it would be them, not me.

"All the more reason to pick someone more qualified!" I said as I began to walk away. Maybe they'll finally let me go.

"Pick! You think we pick?" So this was a stupid joke. I knew it. "No, you were chosen. Like we were all chosen. By Man in Moon." That made me stop.

"What?" I turned to face them.

"Listen, last night Jack, he chose you." The Tooth Fairy explained.

"Maybe." Bunny put in sternly. "Maybe he chose you." But I was still stuck on the fact that the Man in the Moon talked, to anyone.

"The Man in the Moon. He talks to you?" My mind was reeling. Sometimes I thought I made him up. But he's real and he does talk.

"You see you can not say no to destiny." Santa said or it was something like that.

"Why wouldn't he tell me that himself?" I asked looking at the moon to see if he was still in a talking mood. But he wasn't. I sighed of course he wouldn't want to talk to me. "After three hundred years this is his answer." And it wasn't even from him. Anger rose up in me and I blamed the messengers. "An eternity like you guys cooped up in some, in some hideout, thinking of new ways to bribe kids. No, no. That's not for me!" I yelled. All I could think of was to make them mad. "No offense."

"Ho-Ho-How is that not offensive?" I guessed my plan worked. And with Bunny, perfect. Now I can go away. "What does this clown know about bringing joy to children anyway?" Ok I may not know who I am but I do know kids. I'm not going to let the only thing I know be ruined, by anyone.

"Uh, you ever heard of a snow day? I know it might not be a hard boiled egg but kids like what I do." I jabbed.

"But the don't believe in you do they. You're invisible mate. It's like you don't even exist." Anger rose up in me again. I was tired of people telling me what I already knew. I was not going to run away this time.

"Bunny enough." Tooth scolded.

"No, the Kangaroo is right." I know it was childish but making fun of his accent was the only thing I had. Plus, it would distract him and bring him to my level.

"Wha-What did you call me? I'm not a kangaroo mate." He stated as he stalked towards me. I was in the challenge. I wasn't going to run away from him again.

"This whole time I thought you were. If you're not a kangaroo then what are you?" I asked getting into his face. I was in control.

"I'm a bunny." He said, getting into my face. "The Easter Bunny." He came closer with every word. I wanted to run but I didn't want to show him that I was a coward. So I glared into his emerald eyes. "People believe in me." Then there was that pain in my chest. Tears sprang to my eyes but I didn't want him to see them. I held his gaze refusing to back down despite the pain. This time anger was my only option to ignore the pain.

"Jack walk with me." Santa ordered. I looked down and took a deep breath. I was finally getting away. But as I followed Santa I realized I really wasn't. And part of me was kind of happy that I could stay. Just a tiny part, deep, deep down.

I ran. The pain in my chest won't stop. Tears fell through my eyes as I thought about what happened. I ruined Easter. I let Pitch get away with Baby Tooth. I caused a kid to walk through Bunny. I lost their trust. As I landed in Antarctica, looking for it, I wondered why I helped them anyway. I couldn't have hoped to gain and deserve their trust. I know that, right? I couldn't find it so the pain in my chest increased, but then I felt the stupid toothbox. I glared at it. It was what I want, right?

"Jack,what have you done?" Tooth's disappointed face came to mind. I tried to throw the teeth. They were a slap to the face that what everyone said about me was true. But maybe if I see my past I'll know who I am. Maybe I can run to someplace instead of away. That's what I want. What I could've had with the Guardians was just a silly dream. I didn't really want it anyway, right?

I did consider Pitch's offer but I know that it would break my heart to have people look at me and fear me. Even though they would see me, would they really? Or would they see a nightmare? I didn't want his offer so I ran. I ran because I knew if I stayed he would just hurt me too. But then Baby Tooth happened. I must admit, the fact that I'm a bother to Pitch and the Guardians is a big feat. I'm officially the best nuisance in the world. I gave Pitch what he wanted, but in a couple of seconds I knew I just should've ran. I had messed up again. I almost wanted to thank Pitch for breaking my staff and throwing me off the side of a cliff. It made me forget the crushing pain in my chest, almost. I heard a little chirp reminding me that he threw Baby Tooth down here too. That was unforgivable. She was stuck with someone who couldn't even help her.

"Pitch was right I mess up everything." I thought she agreed when she went into my hoodie pocket. But instead she helped me see my memories. Even I was surprised at them. I actually was loved and I did great things. I saved my sister. But was that me or Jackson Overland? Does it matter? Either way, I have to and will protect the kids.