"Hey, Sandy...what are those kids doing down there?" Jack asked as they were passing over a large green field of children in Scotland running around with baskets.

"It's Easter, Jack. They are searching for the eggs that Bunny has hidden."

"Wait...it's Easter already!? Can I meet Bunny?"

"Well, he's not much of a people person."

"Hey, quick question..." Tooth started hesitantly.

"What is it?"

"Well...I know it has nothing to do with this memory...but Jack...did you witness..." She gulped loudly as she held back threatening tears at the thought of the question, but it came to her mind when she heard Sandy say that he would try and keep Jack from all forms of mortal evil if possible, and she couldn't hold back her question. "Did you witness the Holocaust?"

"No...Sandy wouldn't let me anywhere near Europe or where I could hear about it. He told me to spend my time training in Antarctica. I found out what happened though when I heard older children discussing what they had learned in school. I'm glad he kept me away."

"I'm glad too." She stated.

"Alright then, let's continue."

"Oh come on, he's a friend of yours right?"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he's as sociable as I am, and considering I put people to sleep, I'm not that sociable either."

"Sure, I get it, but I mean...if he's a friend of yours he's got to be good, right?"

"That's an interesting way of looking at it. Well, if you want to hang out here, that's fine. You know where I'll be. You've traveled with me enough, you've gotten the hang of my route."

"Thanks Sandy!" Sandy nodded at him and flew on ahead while Jack carefully lowered himself just enough to where he was floating above the grass so he wouldn't freeze it. He looked around as he watched the children rush to look for eggs, and he himself wanted to look for them. He was filled with so much excitement that he decided he would carefully look for the eggs as well. There was one off into the distance that none of the kids had gotten to yet, so he rushed towards it and grabbed it. Then, he hid himself behind a bush to look at the design. "Wow...he really knows how to paint." Jack whispered to himself, but then suddenly felt cold furious eyes piercing a hole through his back. He turned around and saw a giant bunny like what Sandy had described. "Oh, hi...I'm sorry I just...You must be the Easter Bunny...I..."

"You...were just leaving." Bunny finished hotly. "Those eggs are for the children, not for you."

"I'm sorry I just..."

"Who are you anyway! You don't look like a normal human."

"I um..." Just before Jack could try and explain a child ran through him and his heart ached as he held the egg in his hand.

"Oh..." Bunny said as understanding crossed his features. "You're a spirit and you're not believed in."

"Yeah, and?"

"Well, I just find it amusing."

"How is it funny?" Jack asked as he narrowed his eyes together to glare at the large Bunny.

"Because, now I know who you are."

"Oh, and how is that?"

"You're the only spirit alive that isn't believed in. There used to be someone like that, but we got rid of him ages ago. Now, you're all alone, and you're the only spirit that's not believed in, which must mean your name is Jack Frost."

"Yes, my name is Jack Frost, and your name is Easter Bunny. So what?"

"So...I don't want someone who makes messes everywhere he goes, and ruins nature with his ice. You don't belong here, Frostbite. Now, just hand me the egg so that a good kid can find it, rather than some troublemaker like you."

Jack felt his heart break a little, but he remembered that he needed to stay as much to himself as possible, so through his heartbreak, he gave a smirk to the large bunny. "Sure, alright. Here ya go." Jack tossed the egg up in the air, and allowed his staff to gracefully catch it at the top before allowing the small colorful egg fall dangerously down the staff.

Bunny rushed to catch it and let out a furious breath. "Get lost would ya!?"

Jack gave a false laugh as he flew away. Once he was far enough, he allowed the wind to take his ice cold tears as he made his way to Sandy, who wasn't far at all. Once he made it to Sandy, he kept his head down to the ocean below him as he flew gently along side Sandy as the sun began to set. "I take it you met Bunny." Jack only nodded, and Sandy sighed. "Whatever he said to you, don't take it to heart. He just doesn't know you. He doesn't know everything you've been through, and how hard you're trying to be a good spirit. Yeah, you've made a couple of messes now, but that's because you're still trying and training."

"I know that and you know that, but none of the other spirits know that. They don't even want to bother to get to know me. All they see is Jack Frost, a kid who is destructive with his ice and snow, and some things I can't help, like when I walk on the ground how it frosts behind me. It's the same thing with water."

"I know, I know...but don't worry, I'm sure one day will know they were wrong about everything they've said. Hey...do you wanna go see that family you've been watching?"

"Yeah..."

They flew silently for quite some time until they made it to a house that was oddly close to Jack's pond. North let out a surprised gasp as he noticed where exactly the house was. "Jack...isn't that the same location your house was at when you were born?"

"Now that you say it...yeah...I believe it is."

"Jack...That's also the location of Jamie's house." Tooth mentioned.

"What...What are you getting at, Tooth?"

"Well, if your sister lived on and had children and your home was passed down through generation after generation like homes usually were back then...then perhaps..."

"Wait...you think...You think that Jamie is like my super great nephew or something?"

"It's not completely impossible when you think about it, mate. Jamie kinda looks a bit like yer sister from long ago."

"That...can't be...that would mean I still have a..."

"If it's true, it would mean you still have a family, Jack." Tooth stated with a small hopeful smile.

Jack looked down at Sandy who was pouting slightly, not saying anything. Jack couldn't help the slight chuckle that left him. "Don't worry, Sandy...even if it's true, you'll always be like a father to me. You'll still be like family to me." Sandy looked up at Jack with grateful eyes as his pout quickly turned into a joyous smile. "Let's continue."

"This one dreams of flying, how ironic that he's visited by us...who can fly, eh Jack?"

Jack let out a soft laugh as he watched the little girl's dream show her flying through clouds with wings on her back. "Yeah, if only she knew."

"Sometimes it's better this way, Jack."

"I know, but that doesn't make it any less lonely."

"Someday, Jack. Someday someone will believe in you."

"I wish I knew when someday was." Jack stated with a saddened sigh.

"Honestly, so do I, but you've always got me."

"At least there's that...hey, speaking of which...when do you think I'll be able to officially be able to be on my own?"

"Perhaps in a few decades. You still have a lot to learn, and our next lesson is going to be a very difficult one for you."

Jack looked away from the sleeping child and gave Sandy a confused expression. "And what lesson would that be?"

"I'm going to teach you how to use your powers in battle. There will be a lot I can't teach you, but I can at least teach you self defense and how to strike your opponent...after I believe you've learned enough of that, then you can try being on your own for a bit, just remember...I'm always around if you need me. You know where I'll be and when I'll be wherever I'm at."

"Thanks, Sandy. When do we start training me for battle?"

"In a few hours...after I've finished here."

"Okay then."

The scene changed to Jack flying gently over North America when he spotted something strange in his view. "What the...?" He flew down as fast as he could when he noticed that morning was breaking through, but there was a section of the forest near the town that was oddly dark. Once he landed his feet froze the ground beneath him and he noticed strange little beings trying to run away from the dark part of the forest. "Wait a minute...those are Bunny's..." A shadow passed him, and then another, and then another. "Who's there!?" Jack asked as he frantically turned around.

"That's what I would like to know." A sickeningly soft voice called out. "Who and what are you?"

"Wait...seriously?" Jack called out to the darkness.

"Are you deaf boy? Who and What are you?"

"I...I'm a winter spirit from what I've been told, and my name is Jack Frost."

"Is it now...well, what are you doing here. It's spring you know."

"I do know...what I want to know is who the hell are you and why are Bunny's eggs running away."

"Oh, they're scared of me. You see, I'm the boogeyman. The name's Pitch Black."

"Right...I though the guardians did away with you centuries ago. What would you be doing here...near Bunny's eggs."

"Oh, they did, but you see, I still float around every now and then. However, what I'm doing here is none of your concern."

"I highly doubt that."

"Are you a guardian?"

"No..."

"Are you a spirit of spring?"

"No...but..."

"Then you really have no business being here either." Pitch came out of the shadows and glared at Jack, but his glare shifted slightly as he looked at him with confusion. "You look awfully familiar to me, have we met?"

"I think I would remember a creep like you." Jack stated with a heated tone as he pointed his staff at Pitch.

"And I would think I would remember an annoying winter spirit such as yourself, yet here we are."

Jack looked around, it was well into morning yet the forest was still dark. "I think you need to leave."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yeah."

"And what are you gonna do, snow on me?"

Jack remembered quickly what Sandy had told him about snow-blindness and how it could disorient a person for a little while if the sun is shining on the snow, and it gave him a good idea for the seemingly master of darkness. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. You see...these eggs are for the children. Not for you to scare, or crush, or whatever you had in mind so..." Jack lifted up in the air and allowed his soul to be as free and wondrous as possible as he danced with the furious wind and he called forth as much snow as he could. Soon, the snow turned into an all out blizzard that quickly layered the ground with pure white snow. When he was done with his dance, he put away his blizzard and allowed the clouds to dissipate so the light would shine on the snow. The next thing he heard was a cry of pain, which he guessed was pitch, because the forest was no longer dark, but he soon realized...he had just buried the eggs in snow. "No...No..." He said to himself as he floated down to the snow to search for the eggs. "If I can find them, maybe I can hide them myself..."

"W-What have you done!?" He heard Bunny shout.

He quickly turned around and saw a livid Bunny. "I...I made a blizzard so that..."

"You bloody monster! You ruined Easter here! Why can't ya just keep to yourself!? The eggs are buried underneath three feet of yer damn snow and ice! I watched ya in the air, you were bloody laughing ya monster!"

"I...I was having fun..."

"Yeah, I could tell! Just go!"

"I can help you find the eggs if you..."

"You've done enough damage! Leave!"

Jack felt his heart break and his soul chip as his hope of ever being friends with Bunny shattered. He looked at the furious eyes of the Easter Bunny and felt so hopeless. He couldn't help, he had made a mess, he had tried to keep Pitch away from the eggs, because something about him being there didn't sit right with him, and now he had no Hope of ever letting Bunny know him a little better. "Fine, have it your way, Bunny."

Current Jack heard a thud from behind him and looked to see it was Bunny. He quickly against against a tree in the memory and he looked at the scene with pure horror in his eyes. "Bunny?"

"The blizzard of '68...You...I...I made you feel so...hopeless...I..." Bunny's breathing became frantic and tears fell down his eyes like waterfalls as he put a paw against his chest. "I'm the guardian of Hope and I...how could you even look at me after that!? I...I didn't even let you explain I..."

"Bunny, calm down!"

"Your heart...it was so broken and I didn't know Pitch was there and I..."

"ASTER!" Jack shouted, and everyone immediately stopped moving. Bunny stared at him in complete disbelief as the horror was still pure in his eyes. "It's alright."

"N-No mate...it's not. I'm the guardian of hope and I stomped on yours."

"Well, it's not like you knew what my hopes were..."

"That's the thing, I should've. Just like Pitch can sense people's fears, I can sense hope...I should've..."

"No, Bunny...it's fine..."

"I said such horrible things to you and I..."

"Aster! It's fine. I'm still here, and now you know what really happened. Just breath and..." Before he could continue he was met face to face with a ticked off Sandy who was making a flurry of images appear over his head. "I didn't want to tell you, because I knew Bunny was your friend, and I mean...I got rid of Pitch so I didn't think it was a problem. I didn't want to worry you." Another flurry of images frantically appeared above his head as sand steam came out of his ears. "I know, I know...and for that I'm sorry. I know I should've told you. I'm sorry, okay? I just didn't want to ruin yours and Bunny's friendship, and I didn't want you to be upset with me. The snow melted soon after anyway..." Sandy pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a silent sigh as he slowly floated back down to the floor. He pointed an accusing finger at Jack with a strict look in his eyes. "Alright, yeah...I promise to tell you if something like that happens again." A grateful silent sigh left Sandy's lips and Jack found himself smiling a bit. "I'm not on your bad side now am I?" Sandy looked up at him, sighed, and gave him a fond smile while he shook his head. "That's good." Jack turned back to Bunny who seemed to be calming down. "Bunny, you alright?"

"I...I don't think so, mate, and it's likely to happen again if I'm correct, but we'll see. I shouldn't have blown up like that. I should've given you a chance. So uh...Do ya mind..." Bunny trailed off as he made a motion with his hands as if to ask Jack to continue the memories.

"Thanks cottontail...let's continue."