Ok so here is a new chapter. There will be one more A Dark Past after this then the sequel arc for it will come.

So here you are this took a lot of thinking and took a while to write. Oh and someone asked for the last chapter why is Jack always staying at North's. Well my reasons are, North has the room, he cares for Jack, it's cold, and many more reasons and if any one wants to voice them feel free to.

Italics=past

This=present

Anyway onto A Dark Past Part 3

Jack took a deep breath and began, starting at the part when Jokul disappeared.

Jokul flew through the air as he headed back to his palace. He just caused a major snowstorm and so far he has been at peace. As he landed in his throne room his refection showed off the ice.

Jokul had the aperance of a 20-year-old. He could change his age but he prefured that. His skin was pale with an icy texture and ice blue hue, making it look like his skin was literally ice. His eyes were completely white and it looked as though a storm constantly swirled in his eyes. His hair was a blue-gray with white tips and, although he didn't know this at the time, the stile was just like Jack Frost's. When he smiled you could see his icicle like teeth, the way they were sharp and at different outfit was a dark blue long-sleeved shirt with ice on the edges. He had black pants that were ripped at the bottom. He had a dark blue, almost black, cape that had a hood. He wore no shoes. In Jokul's hand he held a scythe, it looked like a frozen version of death's, and had an icy point on the bottom.

Jokul sat upon his thrown waiting. He was waiting for one of the other spirits. Usually they would stay away after they learn of the others that had angered him, but with this particular storm he gain the attention of a group of curtain spirits, that he was oh so desperate to meet. He might not meet them directly at first but they were bound to come. This group was called the Guardians of Childhood.

"Wait a minute I think I remember this fight." North muttered.

"But we didn't win." Tooth said.

Jack gave them a glare, "Do you mind?"

"Sorry, please continue." North apologized.

He's seen the Guardians but never met them. But after hear all the threats the other spirits make about sending the Guardians after him, of course they never had the guts to after he was done with them, he just had to meet them personally. He was never afraid of the threats, but if they were threatening him with those threats well they had to be some pretty serious people. After learning that they protect all children from any evil spirit that would harm them, what better way to summon them then by creating a deadly, his storms are always deadly, snowstorm in a village full of children. He knows there will be death but in truth he did not care

If he had called them here any other way they would have declined. After all he was Jokul Frosti, Spirit Hunter, King of Winter, Bringer of Cold and Death.

Jokul suddenly heard the doors of his palace be thrown open and he saw four figures approach. He knew who each one was after learning their names. There was Toothiana-the Tooth Fairy, Nicholas St. North-Santa Claus, Sandman Mansnoozie-the Sandman, and E. Aster Bunnymund-the Easter Bunny.

"Now what brings all of you here to my domain?" Jokul asked with a grin, causing Tooth to cringe. In his voice you could hear the crackling of ice

"Jokul why did you send such a storm upon the village? And when there where so many people outside gaining supplies? Surly you must know people will die?" North said trying to reason with him, "Do you think you could eliminate it or calm it down?"

Jokul laughed, it sent chills down the Guardians' spines. This was too funny. Did they not know of his work? "I'm afraid I can't, more like won't, do that."

"But surely you care for the people." Tooth said.

"So you've heard my name but not my work?" Jokul laughed again, "All storms I create I never stop! No matter how terrible! I couldn't care less for the people, and of all these years you'll think I'd do it this one time?! HA! People always die in my storms and I'm not stopping just because you say so!"

"Why you bloody-" Bunny was about to pounce when Sandy stopped him and shook his head.

"It seems like one of you are well educated." Jokul hummed. Then he turned to Bunny, "Don't you know who I am? Besides Jokul Frosti? Surely the other spirits told you? Do the words 'spirit' and 'hunter' ring any bells?"

"Spirit? Hunter? Are you talking about the Spirit Hunter? I've had spirits complain about it but…" North said but then it dawned on him, "Are you saying you are the Spirit Hunter?"

"And here I thought only one of you had a brain." Jokul said with a shake of his head, "But yes. Yes I am."

"Look we're getting off topic." Tooth said. Then she turned to Jokul, "Could you please stop this storm?"

"If you want it to stop fine." Jokul said, "But you have to fight me. If I win you leave and I get my play time with you. If you win I'll stop the storm and I won't even play with you. Deal?"

The Guardians didn't hesitate. They ran towards the Winter King, weapons drawn. As they fought, Jokul was surprised they could actually hit him. When he finally had enough, ice rose up from the ground and trapped them, only their heads were free.

"Frosti! Let us out!" Bunny howled in rage.

Jokul chuckled, "Oh but I don't play fair, Bunny. Anyway it looks like I win. I'll be seeing you all very soon."

With that the floor opened up beneath the frozen guardians, and closing behind them. Jokul smiled and decided he would torture, or 'play', in this order. Sandy first, then Tooth, then North and Finally Bunny.

"Ugh please don't remind us of that month." Bunny groaned. You see the month went like this; the first week was spent with torturing Sandy, the next Tooth, then North, and then Bunny. That was what Jokul liked to do. The first day of your week, would be spent seeing ice and frost. The second you would hear him. The third you would see him. The fourth the ice would start to reach for you. The fifth you would start to be attacked. The sixth the attacks are worse. And on your final day you would have to take a long break before you were back on your feet.

"Yes please Jack? We do not wish to relive those moments." North said with Sandy and Tooth nodding in agreement.

"Alright I will, but just because those weren't your strongest moments and I remember all of your reactions. Not pretty." Jack said. Just remembering what he did to his new…family?...was enough to make your blood run cold. Continuing on;

After the month had passed, Jokul was more than pleased with himself. He just 'played' with the Guardians! The legendary heroes! And at the end they looked no better than the villains they fight and defeat! Are those really the big, strong warriors chosen by the Man in the Moon to protect children?! HA! It had to be a joke! He was able to 'play' with them like any other spirit! The spirits that are 'lower' then them! It was just too funny!

As he was flying home, Jokul was suddenly knocked out of the sky, crashing in the woods below.

"What the-" He stopped when he saw the person approaching him. It wasn't the 'Summer Spirit' but a helper. The Summer Spirit was a seasonal spirit that had helpers most likely for desert places. There weren't many, only five, but this was a strong one.

"What are you doing here in the middle of winter?" Jokul asked coldly like ice could spread from his voice.

"I came to set you in line." The sprite snapped.

"And why is that? I've done nothing wrong." Jokul said.

"You summoned the Guardians by putting the children in danger. Then you torture the Guardians. And the month before that you torture other summer sprites." The sprite replied.

"And you care because?"

"Because Spring was worried about the Easter Bunny that's why. So our master told us to teach you a lesson."

"Us?" Just as Jokul asked that the other four helpers appear.

"It's time to teach you a lesson. Maybe even be rid of you for good." The first sprite said. And with that they attacked.

The battle was long and by the time the sun was setting it was just Jokul and the first sprite, the others frozen and dead.

"Your cold and heartless, you monster!" The sprite yelled lunging forward, a flaming sword clutched in its hand.

"Aw, thank you for the complement." Jokul said as he moved out of the way of the sword and swung his scythe, just missing the sprite.

Their weapons clashed, steam rising from where they touched, the two growling at each other.

"I've had enough of you." Jokul growled, white eyes full of a raging storm. And just like that a storm did start. Ice grew over the sprite. Though the sprite swung its sword one more time before freezing over and Jokul breaking it with his scythe.

When Jokul should have felt great joy, all he felt was unbearable pain. Heat spread from his stomach where the fire sword stabbed through. He looked up at the moon and grinned.

"There's no more fun, it hurts to much, so why don't you take my soul and give the life to someone else." When he saw the moon rays come upon him he smiled, "Hey wind I'll be going now. But I'll see you soon."

And with that he was gone. On that night of December 29, 1698, a boy was born the same time Jokul died. The boy's name was Jackson Overland.

"Ok so that was what happened to Jokul but what made you turn into him again?" North asked.

Jack smiled;

It was 256 years after Jack had risen out of the lake. It was the end of winter and spring was beginning, but Jack was still in Burgess. He would usually be gone by now but since no spirits had shooed him away yet he was going to stay as long as he could. Suddenly there was a noise to his left and as he looked there was Groundhog.

"Hey what are you still doing here?! I told you spring is coming early!" Groundhog snapped

"He's right." Alvern, the spring spirit, agreed, "You should leave before we have to force your useless butt out of here."

"But what if I don't want to?" Jack asked cheekily. Suddenly a vine wrapped around his foot and pulled him from his tree, causing him to hit the ground hard.

"Like he said," Groundhog said, "We'll make you."

"No." Jack replied. This happened every year, even after the extra weeks of winter, and Jack always lost. Right now he didn't want to do this though. Jack just wanted to relax for a bit because this year had been worst then others. He didn't know why but he was picked on a lot. So far only his 'thinking' had gotten his through the year.

"So be it." Alvern growled, green eyes narrowed. He used the vine to bring the winter spirit up close then he punched him with his lightly tanned fist. Groundhog and Alvern continued to beat the poor spirit up until they said some words that changed the sides.

"Worthless spirit."

"All you do is bring cold and death."

"You're cold and heartless."

"A mistake."

"A monster"

Then something snapped. Images flashed before his eyes and he suddenly remembered. He use to be Jokul Frosti, the Spirit Hunter.

There was a cold laugh of cracking ice, and the older spirits backed away as Jack changed into Jokul. The only differences with Jokul this time was the fact he had a body of a 14-year-old and that the sweater was now a dark, almost black, blue. His staff, which was over by the tree, was blown over to him by the wind. The staff was then covered in ice with a point at the end. Within the hook there were small but sharp icicles that would harm anyone if it was hooked around them. There was a short blade of a scythe that stuck out on the outer end of the half circle.

Jack, no, Jokul looked up with white eyes of a raging blizzard. "You know I forgot how cruel you all are to winter. Perhaps you need to learn your lesson."

With that he spent the next two weeks 'playing' with them.

When that was done, Jokul changed back to Jack as all his urge to punish them gone. Jack then swore he would try not to change again as, even though it was fun, he did not want to spend his life scaring children with terrible storms. He did not wish to feed on fear. And then through all his frustration, Jack created a blizzard.

"And that's that." Jack said.

"I do not recall that." North said.

"No you probably didn't know about the Jokul Frosti thing but you all know the blizzard." Jack said with a sad grin.

"We do?" Tooth asked.

"Really you haven't guessed by now? There were clues as in almost spring and blizzard. It was 256 years after 1712." Jack stated with confusion on his face.

"Just tell us already, Frostbite!"

"That blizzard was the blizzard of '68"

THAT WAS MY LONGEST CHAPTER EVER AT 2250 WORDS! AND THAT'S NOT COUNTING THESE AUTHORS NOTES!

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