Antarctica – Her memories:

Jenna walked through the forest until she came to a plain section of forest. She sat down and sobbed for several hours for the loss of her dragon and the trust of her friends. Soon she fell asleep as it turned dark.

As she slept, a huge dark dragon swooped silently over her and picked her up in his paws.

Jenna's eyes flickered open and she lifted herself up and she was shocked to find herself in Antarctica. She was shocked and scared. Why was she here?

"I thought you would like to be in your favorite place," the same voice spooked her again from behind her. She didn't jolt round like she did earlier "I thought you might wanna talk. I'm very sorry. The Guardians never really believed in you,"

Jenna was snarling with hatred.

"I was just try to show you that," Pitch sympathized with her. "But I understand,"

Jenna however lashed out and attacked him blasting ice at him. "You don't understand anything about me!"

"No?!" Pitch asked angered that the girl he raised thought he could never understand her. They continued fighting as he kept shouting back at her, "I don't know what it's like to be cast out?"

Jenna however screamed back sending a more powerful one at him but clashing powers created a fog that made the atmosphere thick and unseen for a while. "To not be believed in!" Jenna turned round and pointed her staff at him "To long for... a family,"

Jenna lowered her staff.

"All those years in the shadows, I thought, 'No one else knows what this feels like.' But I saw I was wrong when I found you all alone with no one but Snowmoon to love. You don't have to be afraid, Jenna. I believe in you- I love you as my daughter - and I know children will too!

"In me?" Jenna asked.

"Yes! Look at what we can do!" he showed her the spiky creation of ice and black sand that their clash had crafted. "What goes together better than cold and dark? We can make them believe! We'll give them a world where everything, everything is-"

"Pitch Black and his dragon Tidark?" Jenna asked not convinced one bit.

"And Jenna Frost too. They'll believe in us," Pitch corrected wanting her back in his life.

"No, they'll fear us. And that's not what I want," Jenna declared turning around, "Now for the last time, leave me alone! If I ever see you or Tidark again, I'll kill you two for what you did to Snowmoon!"

"Very well. You want to be left alone, daughter? Then it's done," Pitch accepted. "But first..."

Jenna turned round and her eyes widened at seeing Baby Tooth in Pitch's hand.

"Baby Tooth!" she shrieked in horror. She pointed her staff at Pitch again. "You let her go!"

"The staff, Jenna!" Pitch ordered. "Hand it over and I'll let her go. If you don't she'll be a snack to Tidark,"

Tidark appeared by his side and licked his lips.

Baby Tooth gulped but then shock her head at Jenna facially begging her to not give up the source of her power.

Jenna couldn't lose another friend to Tidark the same way she lost Snowmoon. She lowered her staff, spun it round and gave to her evil adoptive father.

"Alright –" she held out her hand. "Now let her go, please,"

Pitch however replied shaking his head, "No," Jenna was shocked and then angered "You said you wanted to be alone. So be alone all you want! If I can't have you in my life, no one else will have you in their life!"

Baby Tooth glared and growled at Pitch - she stabbed her beak into his hand.

Pitch yelped in pain and roaring frustrated, he threw her into a nearby crack in the ice.

"No!" Jenna shrieked. He looked back at Pitch as he broke her staff in half. Jenna screamed and groaned in visible pain.

"I want you to feel the pain that I feel," Pitch snarled stepping towards her with Tidark by his side.

"He took you in and gave you a home and saved your dragon," Tidark reminded darkly. "And yet you repaid him but freezing him for decades and helping the Guardians,"

"Why?" Pitch demanded incredibly hurt.

"Because you care about no one but yourself," Jenna snarled.

"You don't talk to your father like that," Pitch told her off sending a swarm of black sand into Jenna. She was sent into the ice wall and she fell to the bottom of the ice crack below with Baby Tooth.

Pitch and his dragon laughed. Pitch dropped the broken staff into the fissure with them before taking their leave.

Jenna stirred awake and groaned in pain. She felt the side of the face and realised it was blooded from her fall. Her eyes widened seeing "Baby Tooth!" she crawled over and picked her up. "You alright?" she covered her with her palm but she twitters at her and gave out a baby sneeze. "I'm sorry," Jenna apologized sadly. "All I can do is keep you cold. Pitch was right... I make a mess of everything. I'm just like him,"

Baby Tooth hopped into the collar of her poncho to keep warm. Jenna leaned against the side and tried to get some sleep.

"Jenna?" the similar voice called out again.

Jenna woke up slowly. She noticed her knapsack glowing and scrunched backwards in fright. She pulled it out.

"Jenna!"

Jenna looked at Baby Tooth now on her knee.

"How do I do this?" she asked.

Baby Tooth simply answered her question by just touching the top of the box.

Jenna was hesitant to do it – she didn't know whether they could be happy or sad.

Baby Tooth noticed her hesitation and touched her finger giving her some confidence.

Jenna took a deep breath in. and then breathed deeply out. She touched the box and memories started filling her up.

There was a young girl playing in the woodlands with her little sister alongside her parents. They were so happy together. They had fun all the time. That was because their love for one another made everything perfect. The young girl was carrying a snowflake made of twigs. 'My precious thing was inscribed on it'. It was a gift given to her by her family.

It soon ended when the father died. The young girl was only 7 years old. Her sister was 3. That father's death bought misery to them for years; soon they accepted it.

The young girl was a teenager and she still had her fun, carefree spirit that she had as a child. She knew her father wouldn't want her to forget the spirit, they both shared together. That young girl was Jenna.

She and her sister went to an ice pond to skate together.

Jenna's little sister: Jane was on a very thin part of the ice. She was scared as the ice below her cracked.

"Jenna! I'm scared!"

"It's okay. You're gonna be okay!" Jenna promised. "We're goanna have a little fun instead,"

"How can you say that?"

"If you try seeing things in a different way, it's becomes less threatening," Jenna explained back over to her. "Try seeing things in a fun way. I know it sounds crazy but you have believe me. Okay?"

"Okay," Jane was still scared.

"Here, take the end of this stick," Jenna picked up the long stick that she played with a lot and held it out to her sister. "You grab it and I'll give you a little twirl. Just like I do when we're dancing. Do you trust me?"

"Yes," Jane clutched onto the end and Jenna gave her a little twirl away from the weakening ice. Jane laughed as she twirled around a bit like a ballerina. During that Jenna was slide over to the piece of cracking ice.

Jane was safe. She fell on her feet but looked back at her sister and laughed.

Jenna laughed happy that her sister was safe. It was cut off by the ice breaking and she fell into the icy water below.

"Jenna!" Jane shrieked.

Jenna struggled to swim. She started drowning once all the warmth from her body was taken away by the freezing temperatures of the water.

Before her vision faded, she saw the Moon from high above the surface shining above her head.

It was proud of her for saving her sister. The man inhabiting it had never seen anything like it. He wasn't going to let that girl die. She knew she was destined for great things.

The rays, he sent down into the water turned Jenna's once mouse-brown hair into ice-white. Her skin turned frosty. Her ice blues opened.

Jenna gasped after seeing her memories inside the crack still holding the tooth-box and Baby Tooth who blinked at her.

"Did you see- Did you see that?" Jenna excitedly asked Baby Tooth who just shook her head in response. Jenna laughed as Baby Tooth chitters along with his excitement. "It- it was- it was me! I had a family! I had a sister! I saved her! She laughed hysterically and then looked to the moon finally realizing why the Man in the Moon chose her. "That's why you chose me... I'm- I'm a Guardian!"

She stood up and placed Baby Tooth in the collar on her poncho to keep her warm. "We have to get out of here," She spotted her staff halves and knee-slide over to them. She tried to fit the pieces back together, but nothing happens. Jenna growled in anger. She stood up, closed her eyes and focused this time. A blue light was created in the crack of the staff. It grew brighter and brighter. Until the staff was fixed.

"Yes!" Jenna cheered in victory. Her cheerful spirit ended when she realised she and Baby Tooth were still stuck. She couldn't fly. "How are we gonna get out of here?" she asked Baby Tooth feeling defeated again.

The G symbol started glowing on her hand. She looked at her as she held her hand in her sight. A ball of light was formed above and it displayed an image.

Jenna saw Baby Snowmoon. She saw him as a hatchling, all playful with a carefree spirit just like her. He always tried to see things in a different way just like her. Unfortunaly that made him unloved and loathed by the other dragons.

The orb switched the image of the Man in the Moon: Marcus's father. He was watching down on Earth, the image allowed him to speak. 'That fun-seeking, carefree girl saved her sister's life. That dragon is just like her. They are destined to be bonded together' he was peering at the dragon. He was holding up his hands. He casted a spell. The baby Snowmoon was engulfed inside a huge rock that seemed to be made of crystal. It looked at him.

He pushed his hands forward and the crystal rock went shooting towards Earth.

The orb disappeared and Jenna was filled with what she saw. Snowmoon was like her. She heard a roar bellowing above her head. Baby Tooth hid behind her neck fearing that it was monster – very possibly Tidark.

Jenna's eyes widened when she saw her dragon's head.

"Snowmoon!" Jenna called out with relief.

Snowmoon lowered his tail down and with a little jump, Jenna grabbed its end and Snowmoon fished her and Baby Tooth out of the crack.

Once she was safely up and out, Jenna hugged her dragon so tightly. "I'm so happy you're here, Snowmoon. I'm so sorry, I didn't listen to you. I thought I got you killed,"

"You didn't," Snowmoon assured. "Soon after Baby Tooth went to get you, I found another tunnel and went inside to find you but Tidark attacked me,"

"I thought he killed you when I saw part of your horn gone and loads of blood,"

"He tried to but he only got me wounded a lot,"

"You have no idea how happy I am to see," Jenna gleamed with happiness holding him again. "I have something to tell you,"

"What?"

"After I saw my memories, the G symbol on my hand showed me images of you as hatchling. You always looked for fun just like me. That's why the Man in the Moon sent you to Earth. He believed that what made us similar made us worthy of being Guardians"

Snowmoon, filled what he heard, felt he had finally found his purprose with her.

"Now let's go and stop Pitch," he declared.

"Let's go. But first let's fix your horn," Jenna halted with what they were about to do. She took out the horn piece from her bag in place and tap the top of her staff over the crack. The horn was repaired by just a shimmer of magic.