I have been busy and lazy at the same time. XD I went out of town and then to a dance after that, and I have Trek, which is basically a 2 day camping trip, this Friday so I have to get ready for that... Ughhh! _" Whatever point is I'm finally updating! :P Enjoy Chapter 13!

All the Guardians were quiet. Tooth and Sandy were no longer floating and Bunny's ears were flat against his head. North's normally bright eyes were dulled slightly.

Jack shuffled awkwardly in the silence. "Can you guys say something? The silence is a bit creepy."

Bunny turns to him. "Oh mate-"

"HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL US?!"

Jack gasps for breath when Tooth's arms make a choke hold around his neck. The extra weight made the winter spirit and fairy fall over, making Jack wince when his back met the ground.

Sandy floated over and was making symbols too fast for any of them to understand.

"Errrr…Tooth,' Jack coughs. 'Can…can you get off? I…I need to breath!"

Tooth gave a little squeeze before getting off. Jack took a deep breath before standing up right again.

"Why did you not tell us, Jack?" North asks, a bit hurt that the younger spirit hadn't told them about this.

Jack scratched the back of his neck. "At first I didn't remember but when I did…it sort of became a sore part for me."

"What do you mean, Frostbite?" Bunny asks.

Jack shrugged and looked away. "You all were chosen when you were still alive. I thought…you guys might hate me or something because I was born after dieing."

The Big Four shared a look before moving to stand around the young frost child.

And he was just a child; despite looking and sometimes acting older they just saw him die at the young age of 14.

"Oh Jack,' Tooth says, pulling him into a loose embrace. 'We would never do that and so sorry if we ever made you think we would do that. We love you Jack, no matter what."

The others nodded and joined in the hugging, even Bunny. Jack looked at each before smiling.

"Thanks guys, that means more to me then you know." He says softly.

"Just don't go to soft on us, mate,' Bunny warns mockingly. 'You're still in trouble for keep this,' He points to the fading memory. 'From us. When we get back to North's you're going to be staying there for a while."

Jack groaned at the thought of being stuck in the pole for months, but didn't argue. He actually kind of liked the thought of having a stable place to stay for a bit, if only because it's punishment.

The next memory came and they turned to watch.

Light shined though the ice. A form slowly floated up toward the light. Bubbles clung to the form, which you could now tell was the body of young boy.

Darkness. That's the first thing I remember.

"Woah!" Bunny says in surprise.

"What was that?" North voices the question on all their minds.

"It sounded like…Me.' Jack says looking around as if to find answers. 'Are we hearing my thoughts?"

Sandy shrugged and gestured to the memory as if to say: Guess we have to find out.

It was dark, and it was cold…and I was scared.

The angling changed so you could see Jack's face. His warm tan was gone and was replaced with an almost corpse-like paleness. His brown hair had changed to a rich white almost like liquid silver, his eyebrows were still brown but was dusted with silver hairs too. His eyes fluttered open, showing their shocking ice blue color, reflecting the ice above him.

But then…then I saw the moon.

The ice began to crack.

It was so big! So…bright, it seemed to…chase the darkness away.

The ice finally completely broke letting Jack float out of it.

He opened his mouth and let out a breath like he had been holding it for a very long time. It fogged up the air in front of his face before disappearing. He took another breath and let it out but it didn't fog like the last one did. He was soon a few feet in the air, floating it front of the moon that seemed slightly bigger then normal.

And when it did, I wasn't scared anymore.

Jack stared up at the moon in awe before looking down. He was being gently set on the ice again. As soon as he feet made contact with the ground small blue sparks ran along the broken edges of the ice, fixing it so where no cracks were seen.

Why I was there and what I was meant to do…I might never know.

Jack held out his arms to keep his balance. When he felt him self balanced he slowly stood up straight and looked him self over. His hands were just as deathly pale as the rest of him, his arms covered in a long-sleeved shirt. He looked at his cloak, inspecting it with curiosity.

And a part of me wonders if I ever will.

Jack looked up to the moon, as if silently asking it these questions. He tried to take a step but slipped slightly, he regained his balance and tried again this time moving much more smoothly. He looked around before looking down sharply when his foot hit something.

It was a staff. Jack tilted his head slightly and touched it with the tip of his toe. Frost spread around the wood from his touch making him move slightly away from it. He kitted his brows before crouching down in front of it, his curiosity getting to him.

He picked it up; a bright blue glow came from where his hands touched it making him drop one side to shield his eyes. The butt of the staff hit the ground, making frost grow outward in a fern shaped pattern.

Jack picked the other side back up and looked at it in shock and awe. A smile twitched his lip as he looked it over closely. He stood up and walked to one of the trees on the shore of the small lake. He extended the hook end to press against the bark of the tree.

He pulled it away as fern patterns spread across the tree. He ran his fingers over it but didn't feel any of the cold. Within moments the whole tree was covered in the frost. Jack grinned and tipped the tree next to it and frost came over it as well.

He looked between both in excitement, jumping up and down slightly before turning and racing back onto the lake. As he ran we let the hook of the staff slide across the ice, a trail of ice coming from it.

He spun and twisted this way and that till he was running around the shore line. He raise the staff in the air and let the frost magic fly into the air. As the magic touched the trees and bushes snow and frost began to fall on them. He ran back to the middle of the lake where the wind suddenly became stronger; picking him up off the ground like he weighed no more then a snowflake.

It shot him into the air far above the tree line and balanced him in mid-air. He looked down in astonishment at the lake, covered in his fern-shape frost. The wind suddenly died down, with nothing holding him up Jack fell into a tree. He bounced off of a few branches before finally stopping on one large one.

He grinned and readjusted so he was now crouching on the branch, seeming not even bothered about his fall. He looked off to his side and noticed so lights not that far away.

/_\

It lights had belonged to a village. Jack flew in on the wind, wobbling and not completely in control. He was about to land gently on the ground but the wind dropped him, making him stumble and fall head over feet to the ground. His cloak fell over his head making it hard for him to see. He flipped it off his head and grinned as he dusted snow off of it.

He laughed as he walked by a woman, he waved at her slightly but she didn't acknowledge him. He shrugged it off, a another woman walked past him and he gave her a friendly wave says: Hello! She also seemed to ignore him and so did the man after her.

He moved away and walked up to a woman and man who were talking with each other. "Good evening Ma' ma. Ma' ma?"

Jack saw a boy and dog running towards him, he stepped in front of the boy in hopes of having him stop and answer some of his questions.

"O-Oh excuse me, can you tell me where I am?" Jack asks kindly.

The boy ignored him and Jack gasped in fear as the boy ran right though him.

Something like an electrical shock ran though his body where the boy had passed though making him stumble backward in pain and shock. He looked back toward the boy but he had even spared a glance at Jack. A woman suddenly passed though him, followed by a man. He gasped at each shock that spread though all of his being, making him back away from the people fearfully.

He started calling out 'Hello!' over and over in hopes one of them might hear him.

My name…is Jack Frost. How do I know that? The Moon told me so,…but that was all he ever told me.

Jack rubbed his chest before turning around and disappearing back into the forest.

/_\

The other Guardians winced, Bunny the loudest. They hadn't been without believers in a long time, only when Pitch had tried to take over had Bunny finally remember just how painful, physically along with mentally and emotionally, it was. He had only had to deal with it for a few hours, a day or two at most, and he had wanted to hide in a hole and die. He could hardly stand that let alone the 300 or so years Jack went though it. His eyes went down as he remembered the jab he had made at Jack went he had first been brought to the pole.

"But none of them believe in you, do they? See you're invisible, mate, it's like you don't even exist."

"I'm a bunny, The Easter Bunny, people believe in me."

He had been more harsh on the kid then he wanted to admit. He had still held a grudge against him for Easter of '68 and then him insulting what they did. Calling him a kangaroo had been the final straw and he had lashed out at the only real thing he knew about the Winter Child.

His lack of believers.

The other seasons had at least a country or something that worshipped them. Winter though, winter was known as the 'death season'. The plants die, the trees and bushes die, the animals and humans that can't find food or shelter die…

And all of that was thrusted onto Jack.

He was hated for being so young, so child-like in both looks and personality but also for being the Barer of Winter. He didn't have sprites like the other season spirits did; he had the wind to help him. The only other spirit known to be able to control the wind was Mother Nature her self, which made the other spirits even more angry and jealous at Jack.

And he use to be one of the ones that messed with him because of it. Spring and Winter just don't go together, or at least that's what Bunny use to believe. So to Bunny, since his holiday was in Spring, Jack was to be the enemy in a sense. To him Easter of '68 had proved that, and had given Jack an ear full about how useless he was and so on.

Just thinking about what he had said to the younger spirit made him wince softly.

He decided to stop thinking about it and turned back to the memories, hoping that day wouldn't play but knowing it likely will anyway.

Jack had seemed to grow the courage to go back to the village, but walked about much more cautiously. He made sure to have at least a two foot distance between him anyone else. He looked around the village and noticed something odd.

The whole town seemed to have a sad, almost depressed feel to it.

He walked to one of the side of the town and found what he guessed was a cemetery. He was about to walk away when he noticed two girls standing in front of one of the graves. He walked closer and was soon standing in front of them.

One was shorter then the other. The smaller had waist long brown hair and chocolate brown eyes rimmed with red. She had on a cloak that looked like it belonged to someone bigger then her and she held it tightly around her.

Jack looked to the other girl and something inside of him fluttered ever so slightly.

Her hair was long like the shorter girl's but was a rich black. Her skin was slightly tan, her eyes were a dull hazel blue but something told Jack they weren't meant to be that dull.

They were holding each other as they snuffled. Jack noticed that the taller was also fiddling with a necklace around her neck.

"I miss him so much." The smaller mumbles sadly.

The older nodes in agreement her eyes misting slightly. "I know Sarah, I know."

The smaller, Sarah, hiccupped. "I shouldn't have asked him to take me out skating. He's dead and it's all my fault, Lindsay, all my fault!"

Sarah began sobbing as the older, Lindsay, cradled her in her arms. "Never say that Sarah! Jack would never blame you for what happened, never!"

Jack perked up at the sound of his name, but seeing as they couldn't seem to hear or see him he guessed they were talking about the person in the grave.

Sarah was still crying. "We can't even get his body out of the lake! He drowned because I didn't let him finish looking to see if it was safe! I should have fell in, not Jack, now you guys will never get to get married and live together!"

Lindsay winced and tears began to slip down her face as well.

Jack looked between the girls awkwardly, feeling like he was trespassing on something personal. He shuffled away before finally taking off on the Wind.

"Maybe I should stay at my lake for a bit." He mutters to him self.

As he flew away he didn't notice his frost growing on the grave, outlining the name inscribed on it.

Jackson Overlander

12/1/1698 – 12/26/1712

A amazing and loving Brother,

Friend, and Son till the end.

Hope you liked! :D R&R plz! Ta.

GWDG