OMG you guys are amazing! =3 I mean 4 favorites and 11 follows AND 7 reviews in just two days?! That is awesome, thank you guys so much. :D Now I made Jack die at 14 in this story, take in the movie was made in 2012 and he died three hundred years ago plus the fourteen years as a human and I got his 'birth-year'. If you have a problem with it I'm sorry you can go read someone else's. If not great! :P Anyway hope you enjoy Chapter 2!

When the Guardians woke back up they found them selves in a forest. Bunny was looking around in slight awe, after all not many forests like this one was around anymore.

"Where are we?" North asks the question on all their minds.

"We're in the past, or at least my memory of it." Jack suddenly speaks up lowly.

The others turned to see Jack had put a five foot distance between them. He had his hood up, and his head down with a few stray hairs being the only thing they could see. His staff was in a vice-grip of his right hand, the other shoved and likely fisting in his hoodie pocket.

"Where could we be, forests haven't been this thick in years." Tooth asks as she looks around at the ground that was covered in a thin layer of snow.

"You guys don't know exactly how old I am, do you?" Jack lets out a low laugh. "It makes sense since you didn't start noticing me till the mid-1800s."

Bunny frowned. He didn't like odd feeling that was coming off of Jack. "Just how old are ya, mate?"

"Somewhere around 314, give or take." Jack shrugs as he stares at the ground. "It doesn't matter you're not suppose to be here. These are my memories, my past. Manny has no right to let you guys see it!"

The Guardians took a shocked step back after that little burst, even more so when Jack lifted his face to the barely brightening sky with misty eyes. There was only one time the Guardians, besides Sandy, had see Jack about to cry and that was when Pitch had killed Sandy.

Sandy moved forward slowly, watching Jack worriedly as he put a small hand on Jack's shoulder.

Jack sighed but sent the small man a weak smile. "Guess I have no choice. Come on, the quicker this is over with the better."

Jack started walking to the left with out even bothering to wait for the others. They shared a look before racing after him.

After walking thought the forest for a while they finally found them selves in front of a fancy looking wood house.

"Where are we?" North asks, as he looked over the house. Though it was on the smaller side it was still two stories with a stone path that ended just before them.

"My birth place." Jack says softly.

"You mean your home as a human?" Tooth asks.

Jack's face darkened, making the others raise their eyebrows in shock. "This place is no home to me."

"What is this memory?" Bunny asks, trying to get away from the awkward air that had wrapped around them.

"December 1, 1698, my birth.' Jack replies. 'Might want to be quiet the memory is beginning."

Before they could question him, a scream tore though the air. They all raced up to the door and walked though it, following the sound of screams and talking.

As they walked towards the last door they see a man pacing in front of the door worriedly, looking between it and the floor.

"Why can't I see his face?" Tooth asks as she squinted at the man's face, but it was to blurry like a fog was between them.

The other older ones nodded in question too, looking to Jack who just shook his head. "You'll find out."

The screaming of a woman continued for a few minutes before it stop and a younger and newer crying joined it. The man stopped pacing and ran into the room not even closing the door behind him.

Inside two woman, one laying sweaty on a bed and another holding something covered in blankets in her arms, wait for the man to reach them.

"Oh Lily." The man sighs as he kisses her softly, "Did we do it? Do we have a daughter?"

"Josh-" Before the newly named lady on the bed, Lily, could answer the other lady stepped forward with a warm smile.

"Congregations, Josh, you have a healthy baby boy." The woman says, holding out a baby covered in fur blankets.

The baby was small, even for a healthy baby, with a small truffle of chocolate brown hair on his head with sepia eyes. His cheeks were a bright pink and he was whimpering softly.

"Awwww! You're so adorable, Jack!" Tooth coos.

Jack blushes a light blue while the other's snicker.

"You're pretty small mate, not that you aren't small now." Bunny snorts, but Jack just rolls his eyes.

"Well sorry, not all of us can be freakishly tall. I'm average height, thank you very much." Jack teases.

Before Bunny could continue the little insult war the others shushed them.

The man seemed to just start at the child for a moment before taking him from the woman's offering arms. "Thank you for your help you may go home now Mrs. Stewart, I will come if we need you."

Mrs. Stewart nodded and grabbed her things before leaving.

Josh looked back to Lily and seemed to have a displeased look on his face.

The Big Four looked to each other, surprised. Normally when a couple had a child they were happy and crying tears of joy and all. These two seemed like they had just had a dirty pet given to them to hold on to.

Jack was shuffling on both feet, he knew what was to happen but how would the others react? Before he could guess the next memory came.

They were back outside and it seemed to be late spring. A little baby, around two with brown hair and sepia eyes, sat on the ground playing with the flowers on the ground. He was in a simple white cotton shirt and deer skin pants. His cubby fingers rubbed, pecked, and pulled on the petals and he would giggle every time the petals would float back to the ground.

"THOMAS!" Lily's scream comes from the front door.

Bunny laughes. "Your human name was 'Thomas'?!"

Jack gave a humorless laugh. "No, not as far as I care."

The others gave him confused looks.

"But the lady called you 'Thomas', is that not you?" North asks.

"Oh that's me alright, but my name was not Thomas." Jack says coldly, pulling his hood back up.

The others knew this as a sign that he would not be saying anymore and returned to the memory. More confused then ever about the mystery that is Jack Frost.

The baby made a small whimper at the loud and angry sound. Lily marched up to 'Thomas' and picked him up sharply. Grabbing the flowers from his hands she through them on the ground with an angry huff.

"Look at what you did, Thomas! You ripped up all my beautiful flowers! Shame on you, young man. Ugh this is why I wanted a daughter! A proper young lady would never do this, instead we got you." Lily rants angrily, holding Thomas/Jack at arms length and giving him; by what the other's could tell with the fog covering her face, a disgusted look.

The four older Guardians gasped and Jack winced inaudibly.

"I can understand she is angry, but she is taking it too far." Bunny says.

"Did she speak like this to you often, Jack?" North asks, parents should love their child not say they would rather have another.

"No, only a few times after that." Jack says calmly. It was the truth, but only half, not that he would tell them that.

The others relaxed, good they didn't like it when they found out about parents like Jack's. They were horrible and cruel, and they never deserve the children they have.

"Look at you! You're covered in dirt, now I have to wash you and your clothes again." Lily mumbles angrily to her self as she carries him back inside, closing the door behind her.

The Guardians stood in silence for a moment, taking in all that had happened. The Big Four had bad feelings about what was to come, but Jack just stood there quietly. He was like ice; solid, blank faced, and rigid. The others wanted to comfort him but were unsure how.

Another memory opened up before them.

Thomas was 4 maybe 5. He had grown, but not that much. He had lost a lot of his baby fat, showing he would have a lanky frame as he got older. His hair had grown to cover his neck and his sepia eyes sparkled with mischief and happiness. He still had the white shirt and deer pants but a small vest had now been added. He was humming as he played with small bugs in the grass with Lily and Josh sitting on a blanket a few feet away from him.

Lily turned to Josh. "When do you believe we should do it?"

Josh frowned as he watched Thomas dig into the dirt to grab some worms. "After the winter, when spring's first bloom shows. That is when we will do it."

Jack had returned to the 5 foot distance, hood up and all. The others were starting to feel that bad feeling in them grown and they began to feel nervous.

"What are they talking about, Jack?" Tooth asks, her hands held to her chest to keep them from shaking in worry.

"You'll see." Jack says hollowly. Blue eyes piercing into the two adults on the blanket with an unreadable expression.

Thomas came over with his hands cupped loosely together, a huge, happy, grin on his face. "Mommy! Daddy! Look at what I caught!"

Lily seemed to wrinkle her nose. "If it's a bug, don't bring it anywhere near me.

"Thomas just shook his head. "Not a bug, promise. Look."

Sitting on his hand was a brown colored butterfly with eye-like designs on its wings. When it tried to fly though its left wing only twitched slightly, showing a small rip on it before laying still again.

"Shame on you, Thomas." Josh scolded.

Thomas looked confused, not understanding why his father was angry and why the butterfly wasn't flying. "Why isn't it flying, Daddy?"

"Because you dumb boy, you hurt its wing and now it can't." Josh says as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Because you touched it, now it can't fly anymore. It's doomed to die so you might as well go throw it somewhere."

Thomas looked shocked and sad. Had he really hurt the butterfly? He hadn't meant to. He had just wanted to show it to Mommy and Daddy because they always seem angry when they saw him. No matter what he did to make them happy with him it always seemed to just make them madder and walk away talking about baby girls and how much better they were.

Thomas sighed and walked away, going back to where he had been digging for worms and laid the very still butterfly on the ground next to him.

The Guardians didn't even get time to turn to their youngest before the next memory started.

Summer and Fall were long gone, Winter had made its rounds and Spring was finally here. Thomas was now 5 and had grown a half an inch talker, barely making him 2 foot 6. He was laying on his bed looking out the window, he parents had become more distant with him and had refused to let him go outside anymore. He didn't understand why though, was he in trouble? Normally they would make him go outside if he was in trouble; 'so they wouldn't have to see his disappointing face'.

His door was suddenly thrown open with his smiling mother and father walking in.

"I have bad feeling in my belly about this." North mumbles worriedly, and Bunny could only agree as his ears flattened against his head.

Sandy and Tooth had both landed on the ground, too busy watching intensely to notice.

Thomas was shocked to say the least. His mother and father never, never, smiled around him. Let alone at him. He watched in awe as his mother sat by his side and hugged him, his father patting his shoulder with his big hand.

"What is this about?" He asks, wondering if maybe he was just dreaming. It would make more sense to his young brain then what was going on now.

"Nothing, sweetie.' His mother smiles. 'Your father and I just have a surprise for you."

Thomas gasped, all weariness forgotten. "Really?! Can I have it, can I have it?!"

Josh chuckles. "Not yet, we have to take you to it. Put on this blindfold and we will take you there."

Thomas quickly put it on and his father picked him up, his mother trailing behind them. They left the house and began to walk deeper into the forest.

"Where are they taking you, Jack?" Tooth asks, even with the fog over the adults faces she had seen the dark gleam in the parents' eyes. And she knew the others saw it too because they too had weary looks, as the memory sped up to where the family of three where standing deep in the woods far away from the house.

Jack just shook his head and inclined his head to the memory.

Josh sat Thomas on the ground, Thomas was about to pull the blindfold away but Lily pushed his hands away.

"Now Thomas,' Lily speaks with a stern tone. 'For your gift you have to sit here quietly and count to 30, can you do that?"

"Yea!' Thomas says happily. 'I have been practicing! What is my gift?!"

Josh laughed. "You'll have to see after you count to 30, now start."

Thomas took in a deep breath. "One…. Two…. Three….Four…. Five…."

Josh took Lily's hand and began to walk away, neither looking back as Thomas continued to count. Oblivious to his parents not being there Thomas continued to count with a happy and excited grin on his face. "Ten….Eleven…. Twelve… Thirteen…"

The Guardians were in shock. They had just left Thomas/Jack in the middle of the forest!

Jack just watched as his younger memory self keep counting, going into the twenties, face carefully blank.

"Twenty-nine!...Thirty!" Thomas cries out happily as he ripped off the blindfold.

…Only to see no-one around but him self.

"M-Mommy?' Thomas calls out. "D-Daddy? This isn't funny; if this is the gift it's not nice! Please come out, I want to go home!"

He stood up and quickly started looking around trees, in bushes, anywhere.

"MOMMY! DADDY! WHERE ARE YOU!" Thomas was crying now, thick tears rolling down his cheeks as he finally lay down under a tree not far from where he had been sitting not long before. "Please! Come back! I'm- I'm sorry I'm not a girl! I'll be good! I won't play with the worms or get dirt on my clothes, p-promise! Just come back!"

Thomas finally passed out as the moon began to rise.

Hope you enjoyed! R&R plz! Ta.

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