Okay, warning. This is the chapter that gives this one a higher maturity rating than the original story, it gets bloody. I'm not bothered by it, but I'm not normal, so this is a warning. If you faint or feel ill, then don't say that you weren't warned.

I doubt it will be that bad, but I'm pretty desensitised to this sort of thing, so I can't be sure.

I didn't hear much from the HOG Heads for the next couple of weeks. All I got was that they were looking for Lupine Descendants, if there were any.

None of us really had any idea of what we were looking for, so not many of us actually looked, and, surprise surprise, they didn't find anything.

They were the reason we hadn't declared war, again. We couldn't fight an enemy we couldn't find, since it wasn't just the Descendants of Pitch we up against this time.

After Halloween my practicing with Jack began again, although now Jack wasn't exactly teaching me much. It was more of a, 'let's mess around with our powers for a bit' session. I didn't really mind that, it was fun to do so, but I couldn't help but feel as though something was off.

So, an evening in early November rolled around and I was by the lake, waiting for Jack.
To pass the time I had formed some ice creatures and made them just play with each other.

"Hey Jackie!" I looked up to see Jack coming in to land. I melted the animals and stood up to greet him.

"Hey Jack!"

Jack looked concerned at where the ice animals had been.

"Didn't North warn you about that?"

"It's not as if I have them out long, and it's not as if you haven't done it either!"

"True, but I've only done it a couple of times and never for more than a minute. What
you're doing, could end badly."

"Could. We'll never know unless I try."

Jack shrugged, "Alright, just be careful with them. Icicle."

I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms.

"Really? You're going to call me that now as well?"

"Hey, you call me snowman all the time!"

"Not all the time." I muttered as he leapt into the air and landed on the top of his
staff in the air.

"So, what are we doing tonight?" He asked with a grin.

In answer I formed a snowball above my open hand. Jack saw it and grinned.

"You're on."

Several hours later we lay back on the snow, panting. I was covered in the most snow, but I didn't really care.

"Hey, Jackie." Said Jack, his voice strangely serious.

"What?"

"You know, I haven't had to teach you anything lately, and I can't really think of anything to teach you."

I could see where this was going, but I stayed quiet, just in case I was wrong.

"I was thinking that, maybe, I should stop teaching you."

"No!" I cried, "There's still some things..."

"Can you name anything?"

I opened my mouth, and shut it again when I realised that I didn't.

"You've got control down, along with precise ice, frost and snow making. You've got your
psychic ice down, I've got nothing to teach."

"What about storms?" I realised. Snow and ice didn't just form from water in the air this far down, a lot of snow came from the clouds, and I knew Jack could control that...

"No!"

I jumped from the sudden ferocity in his tone. I levered myself up onto my elbows and looked over to see his face relax.

"No, making storms is incredibly tiring and dangerous. For a mortal... it's just too dangerous." He was looking up at the clear night sky now, an unreadable expression on his face.

I frowned, Jack had never made that argument, that I couldn't do something because I was mortal. One part of me wanted to argue with him, I was more powerful than most, I could handle it!

However, I trusted Jack's judgment of my abilities more than Alfred's; the former had been training me for longer and more often.

Therefore, I trusted Jack when he said that it wasn't a good idea. That didn't mean that I liked it though.

"But I don't want this to stop. You're a really good friend and-"

"Hey, who said anything about not being friends?" asked Jack sitting back up. "And anyway, I often come back here. You're not getting rid of me that easily, just because I have nothing left to teach you."

I lay back down and looked up the moon, feeling a little sad. "But I won't be seeing as much of you." I hated how whiny my voice sounded.

"Well, it's not as if you're going to be alone. And like I said, I'll be back often."

"Hmm." I went and looked at the time. It wasn't that late, but I wasn't sure I wanted to hang around much longer.

"Ah, I suppose I'd better head back." I said, standing up.

"Already?"

"Hey, time flies when you're having fun. Will you be here tomorrow?"

"Yep."

I smiled and raised my hand. "See you tomorrow then."

I walked away from the lake, brushing the snow of my t shirt and trying not to dwell on the conversation as I pulled on my hoodie. I hadn't needed it to keep out the cold, I wore it because it was a Christmas present from Jack.

I took the scenic route to get home, walking through the snow covered woods. It never held any fear for me these days, if anything, the snow covered woods at night were beautiful in my opinion. Although right now, I couldn't put my finger on it, but I was strangely tense.

A twig cracked behind me I spun around, my breathing catching in my throat.

"Hello?" I called, trying to rationalise it. Must be one of the kids, surely.

To my left I saw glowing eyes peering out of the gloom. I turned to face it, only to have it disappear. Out of the corner of my eye I saw another set of glowing yellow eyes, but they disappeared again as I faced them.

I got the strangest sense of déjà vu; where had I seen those eyes before?

"Okay, this is isn't funny. Come on out!" I called, trying to sound braver than I was feeling.

In answer someone stepped out of the gloom in front of me.

A tall, muscular man with black, messy hair approached. His face lean, almost wolf like, but the feature that thrust that home was the eyes. They were bright yellow.

All around me similar looking people stepped out of the shadows, an even mix of male and female ranging from about ten to mid twenties. All lean or muscular, all with the black hair and wolfish face shape. All with the same colour eyes.

"Who are you?" I asked, standing my ground. The first one stepped forward, clearly the leader.

The leader looked back and around at the other nine, as if it were obvious.

"We are the Descendants of Lupine."

My heart thudded in my chest and I resisted the urge to swallow. Oh boy.

"Okay, seems like I got the jack pot with you guys then. There's what, ten of you here?"
I said, trying to not sound afraid.

"Yes, and the only ten you'll meet."

"You've brought out your whole force for me? I'm flattered."

Something seemed to amuse him for a second, then his face returned to being neutral as he spoke. "Lupine approached us a few months ago and explained our heritage. He also spoke of someone, a Descendant of Jack Frost who humiliated him."

"I wouldn't go that far, there weren't many people around at that point."

"It still counts with him." He said with a shrug, as if he wasn't all that bothered.

"So, are, you here to make me pay, or something?"

"Yep."

In about a second I was in a defensive stance, with my blades at the ready. However my stance relaxed as I watched leader in shock.

His whole body seemed to be shaking, dark fur burst from his clothes and across his face. A loud cracking noise filled the air as his skeleton changed, forcing him on his hands and knees.

I started backing off as his face changed, a muzzle pushing out and blood dripped down his chin as new teeth seemed to push through. It took seconds, and it looked incredibly painful.

I felt sick as he finished changing, his humanity having completely disappeared. Cracks and growls from behind me told me that the others changed, and within seconds I was surrounded by dark furred wolves.

I regained my stance and used the surrounding snow to gauge their movements. I ducked as one left the ground and I stuck up my blades, catching their stomach as they soared overhead and yelped.

Another charged and I side stepped just far enough for it to just miss, holding out my blades to catch its side.

All at once they charged at me, and I used the snow to propel myself into the air. I hadn't really thought about where I was going, so went straight up, and straight back down again, landing in amongst a furry mob and I no longer had the room to move.

I used the ice to shove some of them away, but one got past my senses by clambering over the others, and it clamped down on my right shoulder.

I screamed in pain as I felt blood leak from the wound. The wolf/human shook their head, tearing at the skin and muscle.

I reached around and clamped my left hand on their muzzle, freezing the fur and causing them to pull away, rubbing their muzzle with their paw.

I staggered away, feeling warm blood soaking into the hoodie and running down my shoulder
as my eyes stung with tears of pain. Another got me while I was distracted and clamped down on my left leg.

I yelled again and sent an ice blast towards them with a backwards fling of my hand; several others got caught in the blast and were sent flying backwards. Some hit their heads against the trees with thuds and didn't get up.

I lifted my bad leg up to take pressure off it, feeling blood dripping down my ankle. I wrapped the snow around my standing ankle and used to spin in a circle, sending ice blasts out all around me horizontally.

Some of the blasts turned into spikes and stabbed a couple of them, causing them to yelp in pain and stagger away only to be met with more spikes from the snow below. After this only one was still standing, it didn't look great, with patches of blood staining parts of its fur. It snarled and charged, its mouth gaping open and saliva dripping off its fangs.

I couldn't really move anymore, and I was wobbling slightly from having to stand on one leg. So I waited until it was right on top of me, then shoved a small stick of ice in its mouth, forcing it to stay open.

It yelped in surprise and backed off, trying to force the shaft of ice out with its paw and by shaking its head as I hopped backwards to recover my balance. I could see shadows snaking towards its mouth to get rid of the ice, so I made the snow turn to ice and trapped the wolf's paws before it could do so. Distracting it and preventing it from moving for the time being. Without even looking at the others I did the same thing to them.

I built the ice up to hopefully prevent them from using the shadow powers to get free, but I stopped before I got to their heads. There was no way I was going to do that again.
With that done I staggered and nearly fell over in the snow, my leg almost yelping when I lowered and put weight on it. The entire area around me was dyed bright red with blood, although it was impossible to tell whose blood was whose.

I touched my shoulder painfully and sent a film of ice over it, holding the blood in. I did the same to the leg and stood up straight, ignoring my now bright red sock.

"That's why I managed to beat Lupine, I don't suggest you try again." I said to the downed wolves, who growled weakly in response.