Early update! Whoo! Sorry, it's a little on the short side but I wanted to end it at a place that made sense. Enjoy!

Jack POV

It had been three hundred and three years since I was reborn, three years since the Guardians and I had defeated Pitch Black. About fifteen years ago I finally traded in my cloak and vest for a hooded sweatshirt, the same color blue as- No. I mentally slapped myself. I had just started learning to be happy again. I wouldn't let her memory bring me down again. She wouldn't want that.

I sighed and hopped off of the telephone wire on which I was sitting. Jamie had been called inside and put to bed a good two hours ago, but since I had nowhere else to go, I stayed in Burgess. After the first couple of months after our battle with Pitch, I had started to feel at home. Now it had gotten to the point that the wind hardly ever tried to pull me away. This place, those kids, had become my home, my family. I was not going to leave them.

This was the anniversary of my rebirth. The anniversary of Kei'al'i's death. If I hadn't promised myself I'd never go back to that place, I would be flying to see her grave, to sit next to her and tell her all about everything she'd missed in the past three hundred years. As if it could sense my sadness beginning to return, the wind started blowing at my face, trying to turn me around. After some fighting, I gave up and obeyed the stubborn force of nature. Of course, I should have known what the wind wanted me to see.

The moon was full, Manny shining brightly down like he was all those years ago. It felt as if he was mocking me, laughing at my sadness. I clenched my jaw and turned my head to the side, choosing instead to look at the trees whose branches I had just frosted last night. I was trying with all my might to ignore Manny, but he was having none of it. He flashed brighter for an instant before dimming back down to his usual glow. When, after three more flashes I still didn't look at him, Manny started glowing. At first I tried to ignore him as I did before, but he kept glowing brighter and brighter until I had no choice but to look at him. I glared at the Man in the Moon, I could practically see his smug smile all the way down here.

"Well?" I shouted up into the sky, "What do you want?"

At this, Manny flashed a brilliant, blinding white and I was left blinking dots out of my vision.

"Well, that was very useful, thank you. Next time you want to blind someone, choose the Kangaroo." I rubbed at my eyes, an image of the bright light still left even when my eyes were open. I rubbed my eyes and blinked again. That wasn't an image. That was something flying straight toward Burgess. I narrowed my eyes and gripped my staff, my blood beginning to boil. Nothing was going to destroy my home or hurt the people I cared about.

Taking off into the air, I was soon close enough to the approaching light to be able to see what looked faintly like a human body. The white glow seemed to be coming from its heart and long, glowing hair was streaming behind it. Of course this wasn't a meteor, this was a new spirit. That must be why Manny was trying so hard to get my attention. I flew alongside the falling spirit, waiting for her to wake up and stop herself from crashing into Burgess. As we continued to fly closer and closer to Burgess, a seed of worry planted itself in the pit of my stomach. Was this spirit not going to wake up in time? I couldn't help, I didn't have enough room to get us both to a stop. Not at this speed. Throwing all caution to the wind, I shielded my eyes as best I could and shot myself straight at the girl. My arms wrapped around her miniscule frame and her long hair whipped my face. I turned so that if-no-when we hit the ground, I would be taking the blunt of the crash.

The first thing I saw when I woke up was broken branches in the trees above. I could feel the rough ground digging into my back like a bed of nails. Sitting up, I felt a weight on my lap and discovered that it was the new spirit. I tried to shake her awake, but she didn't even stir. Was it possible for a spirit to die before they even got to be a spirit? I looked up at Manny, confused. A moment later, my vision went out of focus, my mind being invaded by the Man in the Moon himself.

"This is my daughter, Leetah Starheart. Watch over her. If anything happens to her, it's your staff I'm coming after. This is the only time I will warn you, Jack Frost." With that, my vision returned to normal and I could hear the wind blowing in my ears once again. Something about what Manny said bothered me, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Maybe it was her last name. Yep, that was it. Starheart. It sounded like the hunting gear company Carhartt. I chuckled. Leetah Carhartt, daughter of the Moon.

Speaking of the girl whose name I had just been making fun of, she still hadn't moved. Leetah was laying across my lap, her tiny body feeling weightless. It was obvious that Leetah was at least a teenager. Despite her petite, childlike size, she had curves and other body parts that only come through puberty. I honestly tried not to stare, but I couldn't help it. She was wearing a long, sleeveless dress that looked as if it were made out of pure liquid silver. It hugged and flattered every one of her curves, leaving little to the imagination. After a couple of minutes attempting to look somewhere other than at the daughter of the moon's body, I peeled my eyes up to look at her face. I let out a small chuckle. Leetah's long, straight hair was strewn all across her face, not allowing any of her facial features to be seen. I touched her hair, meaning to move it away from her face, but something, a memory, tugged at the back of my mind. I didn't have the slightest idea where I would have felt her hair before. I would have remembered seeing a girl with her color of silvery white-blonde hair. Unless...

I shook my head, pushing the thought to the back of my mind. I was being ridiculous. I had to focus. Moving Leetah's hair away from her face with the gentlest of touches, I couldn't help but recognize her. My heart started beating faster and faster. Moving the rest of her hair away, my heart stopped. In my arms was the first friend I ever had, the first friend I'd ever lost. I was holding the unconscious form of-

"Kei'al'i."

Bum bum bummmmm. I apologize for the abrupt ending but my mind was thinking of this as if it was a television episode, like I could end on a cliffhanger before commercial break... That made no sense, did it? Oh well.
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