I wasn't going to do this, but it was requested. If you guys haven't figured it out by now, I ALWAYS fulfill requests to the best of my abilities (as long as the request is appropriate.)
Jack did NOT feel well. Not at all. He was coughing up a storm, sweating like crazy, and couldn't see straight.
Lying in his bed with the covers on the ground, Jack did his best to cool himself down by using his powers. Unfortunately, said powers decided to be difficult and kept the cold away from him.
"Jack, let us in!" North demanded as he pounded the door. Jack had unfortunately frozen the door solid, making it impossible to get in or out of the room.
"Leave me alone," Jack croaked. The last thing he heard was North muttering to a yeit about stubborn teenagers before everything went black.
"WHERE IS HE?!" North yelled as he searched the room, the only hint that the boy had been there was his staff…..which he never let out of his sight.
Tooth fluttered nervously as Sandy began to inspect the room and Bunny picked up the staff, sniffing it hesitantly before carefully setting it back down on the bed.
"Got his scent. He's close."
The Guardians watched in both awe and shock as Bunny jumped off of Jack's balcony into the fresh, cold, snow. North shook his head as he followed, Sandy floating down and Tooth simply flying.
What they saw next was something none of them were prepared to see.
Pitch didn't know what to make of the young spirit, passed out on a snowbank near North's, with skin and hair the color of ashes instead of the usual snowy white. Pitch just stood there, at a lost of what to do when Jack stirred out of unconsciousness and opened his eyes. Pitch nearly turned and ran when he saw them.
His eyes which had once been an electric blue, the bluest of all blue, were now black. Not just the iris or the pupil. Any white or blue that had once been there were now replaced with the darkest shade of black known to man and spirits alike.
"Who are you?" Jack glared at the boogeyman, who had just realized something. If Jack didn't have his memories…..Pitch could pretend they were allies. And that Jack was evil. Before he could say anything, the dreaded Guardians showed up.
Pitch groaned as he went to fight them, but before he could, Jack shot a blast of ice at them.
"Jackie? What are you doing?" Bunny asked nervously. Jack smirked. Not his usual smirk. But a dark, pure evil kind of smirk. The one that took Pitch years to master, and even then, Jack had done it better than Pitch ever could.
"Jackie? I don't know any Jackies. Name's Frost. King Frost, actually. I plan on taking back my realm. If any of you stand in my way…" Jack trailed off before thrusting his hands foreword. His hands glowed silver before a wall of ice appeared, blocking the Guardians and Pitch.
Then he vanished in a shower of snowflakes.
"Pitch! What did you-" Before Tooth could finish, Manny stopped her by shining his light. The four Guardians and Pitch looked up to at the moon as he began to talk.
"It was not him, Toothiana. Young Jackson is sick. And if you don't want him bringing winter to the whole world and freezing it until it becomes a winter wasteland, I suggest the five of you work together to stop him. You must reunite him with his staff. Without him destroying it. Otherwise...he shall die. And not even I will be able to get him back."
AN: This will be a five(or six)-parter. Kitkat Out!