Hey guys! It's me again! I got to go see the movie again with my little sister today! Man was she excited about it! We went to Blockbuster afterwords and looked at a bunch of stuff on the movie. We both got key chains, mines Jack! :D I actually made my key chain into a choker collar necklace. I love those and it looks pretty good that way, now I'll have it with me where ever I go!

ICE COLD HEART

Isolation, I know that word pretty well. I've been alone for a long time and surprisingly, I'm okay with it. Through out the years I've been alone, the only time I hadn't felt so alone was when I was in my memories; when I saw my mother and father, and my little sister. I had saved my little sister and for that a bit of the loneliness that was embedded inside of me lifted.

But I was forever isolated from the other Guardians and from the humans. I wasn't human, so I'd always be isolated from them, but even though I was an immortal I wasn't like the Guardians. I was just a young boy trapped in between two worlds.

But even immortals could bleed, and this isolated immortal would…

| NORTH POLE

It been about two weeks since Jack's fever had broken and he had woken up completely, though that didn't last long. He was mostly asleep for the weeks to come. The only time he was awake was to drink something. They couldn't get Jack to eat anything. This worried them further, they knew Jack was losing an unhealthy amount of weight and they were scared about how far it would go.

Now all of them sat outside trying to figure out a way to help the young spirit. They all looked tired and worried, with all of them working they couldn't always be around for the young boy. So they usually took shifts, they all hadn't been in the same week since the boy's fever broke.

"We have to get some food into him! He could lose too much weight. We can't have that, how is he supposed to recover without the extra energy?" asked Tooth.

"We could force feed him." Bunnymund said.

"That sounds cruel! We shouldn't force him into doing anything!"

"It's not like we can sweet talk him into doing it!"

"It's possible!" she said furiously.

"It would never work!"

"It might!"

North and Sandy stayed out of the argument, both glancing at the door to Jack's room. They just wanted the boy to be okay, they didn't care how, they just wanted him okay again.

ROTG

Jack awoke, but this time exhaustion didn't overtake him like the last few times he woke up. Everything seemed to be numb, because all he felt was a dull throb. He sat up, not even noticing the sting in his chest. He swung his legs over the bed, he was wearing his brown pants but his hoodie was on the other side of the room. He slowly got to his feet, his shaky weak feet barely holding him up. With out a second thought he walked over to the chair where his hoodie lay over. He grabbed it, pulling it on, not caring for the bandages on his wrapped around his chest and shoulder.

He grabbed his staff, that was right next to the hoodie and used it as a somewhat crutch. He reached for the door but instantly thought better of it. The other Guardians were no doubt waiting close by. He took a few steps back. He grabbed his head and closed his eyes as it began to pound.

"It's time to come to me, Jack…" a voice whispered in Jack's head. He reopened his eyes, only this time they were rimmed with red. His face was expressionless as he pulled up his hoodie, hiding his eyes away from the world. He then walked over to the window, pushing it open. A cold breeze came in and snow flew around him, almost welcoming him, as if it had missed seeing him. But the snow instantly flew away from him almost as if sensing something different in him.

Jack paid no mind to the snow, his goal was simple and he would carry out it. He got onto the window seal, and was about to jump when the door opened. He heard some startled gasps behind him and crouched down on the window seal, looking over his shoulder at the other Guardians.

"Jack? What are you doing? Where are you going?" asked Tooth.

"It doesn't matter." He said to them, his voice no longer sounded painful or scratchy, instead it was just emotionless, almost mechanical.

"Yes it does, mate. You're not fit enough to travel yet. In fact, you shouldn't even be out of bed!" Bunnymund protested. "Now why don't you just come back inside and we'll help you." The words seemed to infuriate Jack, but still he came down. They couldn't see his eyes slowly getting redder or the dark lines making their way up his neck.

Suddenly Jack slammed his staff into the floor. It instantly covered with ice and North and Bunnymund both fell to the ground, slipping on it. Tooth and Sandy, who were floating, flew over to Jack; he pointed his staff at Tooth, freezing one of her wings. She fell to the ground, leaving only Sandy left. He shot at Sandy but the older spirit just kept dodging. More black lines made their way up Jack's face and his anger grew.

Sandy threw to golden whips at Jack, they wrapped around Jack's torso and arms, restraining him. Sandy shot anther golden whip, which wrapped itself around Jack's staff, tugging it out of the boy's hands as he protested.

Jack tugged at the whips, trying desperately to get out of them. Bunnymund had gotten up and was now helping Tooth get her wing unfrozen, while North slowly got to his feet, trying not to slip again. Jack struggled still, then the pain in his head came back, he let out a pained cry and dropped to his knees. The rest of the Guardians instantly ran to him. Sandy let the whips fall away and Jack's hands instantly went to his head and he curled into himself.

"Don't let these fools get in the way. You don't belong with them, come to me. You're welcome here unlike with them…"

The voice called again. Jack's hands gripped onto his head more as the voice faded and the pain with it. He could hear the Guardians calling to him, asking him if he was okay, and what was wrong. He ignored them; though his head didn't hurt anymore he kept his hands on his head, as part of a ruse.

While the Guardians were expecting it he grabbed his staff that was only a few feet away and blasted them back with snow and wind. They flew back a few feet onto their back, sitting up second after. More snow and wind came forming something in front of Jack. They ran towards the boy but only to hit something. The wind and snow stopped and they looked and realized that Jack had form an almost ice barrier between them.

Jack just stared at them, with an almost curious expression on his face, though they couldn't be sure, most of his face was covered in the shadows of his hood. They couldn't even see his now blood red eyes, or the black lines leading up to them. The tips of his white air were now black and his pale skin had turned a grayish color, but they couldn't really tell in the lighting.

North came forward, pulling out his sword and smashing it into the barrier, it did nothing. He smashed into it again and it cracked a little. He did this two more times before Jack turned towards the window. He got back onto the window seal and turned back to take one more look at the Guardians surprised face. North smashed his sword into the ice and the snow broke, the Guardians ran after Jack but the boy jumped out of the window. They all looked out and noticed him falling towards the ground, only to have the wind catch him at the last second.

Sandy and Tooth flew out after him. But he was too fast for them, that and the fact that he'd started up a blizzard and they could hardly see three feet in front of them. They had to retreat back and Jack was gone.

| Burgess

Jack walked through the forest in Burgess. His face expressionless and his movements slow and mechanical, he looked more like a machine then anything else. He walked farther in; no sound was heard except the snap of a twig or two under his feet. His eyes were staring straight ahead, the hood still over his face. He walked on until he came into a small clearing with nothing but a large hole that was hardly visible. He looked down in it, his head hurting again, he clutched it with one hand while the other wrapped more tightly around his staff.

"Come down, you are always welcome here." The same voice whispered, his head stopped hurting seconds after the voice disappeared. Jack dived down into the dark hole, dodging spikes and what not. When he came out of the hole he was surrounded by empty cages with old purple and blue feathers in them. He flew past them towards a few doors. Feeling a slight pain in his head, he opened them.

It was a small room, with a broken looking globe, there was another one in the other room but this one was larger, it showed several lights and above it on a ledge were two nightmares. Jack paid no mind to them and walked on. He came to the globe staring at it. He felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart for some reason, before snapping out of it.

"Disgusting, isn't it?" a voice behind him asked.

Jack turned around, looking at Pitch Black as he walked into the room. He looked at the globe. "Look at all the lights, but yet not one of them is a believer of me." He said in disgust. "They will pay for forgetting me. And you, Jack, you are going to help." He said, looking at the boy. "I see you got away from the Guardians. I wonder how they feel right now, knowing that you're out here, all alone, and injured. But when reality is, you can't feel the pain of your injuries, and you're not alone." Pitch said with a smile.

"But don't worry, you don't need them anymore. You're a whole new kind of Jack Frost." Pitch said. He gestured to Jack's hood and the boy seemed to understand.

He took off the hood, showing his blood-red eyes, the cracks going up his face, his grey looking skin, and his snow-white hair now midnight black.

Jack had become a fearling.

And Jack's a fearling. But you saw that coming! But if you didn't that's okay. I mean, it depends on the person.