Fire and Ice

(*sniffle* *sniffle*) My computer died yesterday. Lucky for you, my love for writing is causing me to go through hoops just to get this to you. I am currently writing on my sister's computer (which she graciously allowed me to use), but it's old and doesn't have internet, so I have to put it on a flash drive then bring it over to my dad's computer in order to bring this to you. So if I don't update as fast, it is because of this. Oh, and at the end of the chapter, I switch over to 3rd person, mainly to describe what Tooth sees.

Chapter 5: Burned

I immediately lunged at him, the end of my staff sparking with ice. If this guy thought he could hurt my friends and control them like a puppet and get away with it then he was wrong. A few feet away, I leaped into the air and swung my staff downwards onto his head with enough force to drive him to the center of the earth.

My heart nearly stopped when my staff froze (unfortunately, not literally). Heat held one end of it in his hand, stopping it from going any further; his amused smile started to turn to a slight snarl. Without warning, he swung his end of my staff down, sending me crashing into the snow, or what used to be the snow.

I pulled my face out of the mud just in time to see a stream of fire fly towards to me. It barely scorched my hoodie as I rolled to the side. Gripping my staff, I flew up onto my feet and jabbed Heat in the shoulder. He caught it again, but before he could do anything a jolt of ice exploded from the end of the staff, knocking him backwards.

"Whelp," he growled. Within a couple of seconds, Heat cleared the distance between us and was coming at me with a fiery fist. He swung it at my gut, but I rolled out of the way. I leaped back up to deliver a blow with my staff to his side, but another flaming fist caught me under the jaw. I skidded back, tumbling in the mud. Sweat dotted my forehead as the heat pressed against me; the area under my jaw burned with intensity.

I took a deep breath and focused. The ground beneath me froze over once again, icy tendrils of frost spreading from my body. Twisting around I swept my foot under Heat, and he crashed into the ice. I stood up, and placed the butt of my staff on his chest.

Heat glared up at me with burning hatred. His hair erupted into flames, and his eyes burned dangerously. Suddenly, fire flew from his body in random directions, causing me to release my hold to avoid them. My new layer of ice melted almost instantly.

Before I knew it, he was back on his feet, or, well, off his feet. Heat hovered a few inches off the ground; the whole area succumbed to his heat. His entire body was now covered in flames, making him resemble the Human Torch. The heat radiating off of him pushed against me, making me feel dizzy and light-headed.

I didn't have time to even think about avoiding the next blast of fire. It roared past me, scorching my clothes and my skin. I slammed my staff into the ground, and a dome of ice covered me like a shield. However, the continuing stream of fire tore at it, until it starting melting, dripping away like an icicle in Hawaii.

Suddenly the blast split in two, surrounding me with a circle of fire. I held on to my staff tighter, desperately trying to keep my icy shield up, but the heat was still getting to me. Sweat rolled off my face and my neck, and I found myself struggling for breath.

Heat floated his way into the ring of fire, and with a swift blow, my dome shattered. The collapse of the shielded jolted me, and I leaned onto my staff for support. "Okay, Grumpy. Someone needs to cool off," I laughed weakly. I pointed my staff at his chest and blasted ice at him. For a second, Heat's upper chest was encased in ice, but it melted off just as quickly and resumed to burn.

He pulled back his fist, a large flame dancing off of it, and sent it flying towards me. I lifted my staff in defense.

Crack.

The staff broke in two, and it felt like my spine just shattered. Heat's blow connected with my chest, and it sent me sprawling backwards. I gasped for breath, and tried to push myself back up on shaky legs.

Heat grabbed me by my hoodie and lifted me off the ground, laughing cruelly. "Aw, did I break your toy?" he sneered. "Here, how 'bout you have a look at mine." A flaming sword formed in his hands. With a fluid swipe, the blade sliced through my chest. He dropped me, and I crumbled to the ground.

I feebly coughed up blood, and struggled to get back up, but my shaking arms were too weak. Black spots dotted my vision, and I fought for consciousness. However, my strength was gone, and I passed out.

Tooth knew Jack was hiding something. After he had left, she decided to follow him. Somehow, Tooth knew he went to the North Pole. She arrived, and nearly gasped at the sight.

An entire section of the North Pole was covered in mud, obviously from melted snow. Her eyes darted around, and she spotted the other Guardians, passed out on the snow on the edge of the melted area.

"Where's Jack?" she muttered to herself. Tooth searched the area, and gasped in horror at what she saw. A flaming man hovered over Jack, who was lying motionless on the ground. He was deathly pale, way paler than usual, and burns covered his body. His snow white hair was matted with blood and mud, and his hoodie was stained with blood that continued pour out of his chest. "Jack!" she screeched. Tooth zoomed towards the man, ready to take him out.

The Heat Miser rolled his eyes and glared at the incoming Tooth Fairy. He raised his hand and chucked a fireball out her right before she crashed into him. The murderous look in her eyes turned to shock as the fireball hit her and sent her flying back. With a contempt smirk, he grabbed the unconscious Jack Frost by the hood and tossed him through a fiery portal. He stepped through after him, and the portal closed.

The Guardians started to wake up, unsure how they all got outside North's workshop. "What happened?" Bunny asked. Question marks formed above Sandy's head in reply.

North looked up and saw Tooth on the ground groaning. He scooped her up and saw that the feathers on her chest were scorched. "Who did this to you?" he demanded.

"He…he took…" Tooth gasped, winded from her sudden attack.

"Who took what?" North questioned, confused.

"Jack…" Tooth whispered, his broken body fresh in her mind.

North was still confused. "Jack took what?"

Tooth shook her head and was about to elaborate, but Bunny interrupted. "Umm, guys, you need to see this." They all turned to look at Bunny. He held the broken halves of Jack's staff in his paws.

"Some guy took Jack," Tooth confirmed.

"Well then," North decided. "We must get Jack back."

Are you on the edge of your seat yet? If you aren't, then I'm a failure of a writer… Since I'm sure you can't wait to see they next chapter, so until then, here's something to keep you busy. In the first chapter, I have a cameo hidden in there that I used just for fun. The first person who finds it may win something…o_O If you don't want to do that, then review!