Welcome one and welcome all. I'm pretty excited right now, I just heard that its going to be snowing where I live tomorrow! I'm so happy that Jack's coming here! Haha, anyway here's the next chapter.

ICE COLD HEART

Tragedy, I guess you could say I know it pretty well. If tragedy was an immortal like me, I guess we would be friends, not close, but close enough. I guess the only real tragedy I've known in this life is when I though Sandy died. I put up a fake smile, a fake laugh, but inside it was tearing me apart.

My three-hundred year isolation wasn't really a tragedy but I guess its pretty close. I guess I haven't really seen a lot of tragedy. I've seen people die from my snow, but I hardly knew them. Of course I was sad, but never had I really been stricken with grief.

I wonder if the Guardians and Jamie will think it's a tragedy when I die…

| Burgess

Fearlings charged forwards, coming at the Guardians on all sides. North looked to Bunny, who had jumped out of their formation and was now destroying as many fearlings as possible. Sandy was also destroying them, but he was sticking closer to the group, using his whips to destroy them. Tooth wasn't fighting, she was protecting Jamie, and that's when North realized something, Jamie was still here!

Jamie looked at Jack with fearful eyes. "Jack! There is something wrong with Jack!"

"Jamie, I know you want to think this-"

"No! I know there is! I saw Pitch-"

"You insolent brat!" everyone looked towards Jack, he was glaring at Jamie. This made everyone's eyes widen. "Quiet your mouth!" he said and dark sand came out of nowhere, slithering itself around Jamie's mouth. The boy protested and tried to scream against the gag, but it came out muffled.

"Tooth, get Jamie out of here!" North said, charging into a large group of fearlings. Tooth nodded and grabbed Jamie, flying up into the air away from all the fighting. Jamie protested, reaching over Tooth's shoulder towards Jack, who just glared at him. Jack raised his hand and more fearlings came, racing after Tooth and Jamie.

North saw this and jumped at Jack. Jack turned towards him and for a moment, North could see the normal happy, white-haired, winter spirit, staring at him and laughing. But an instant later the image turned back into the dark glare of this fearling Jack.

Jack charged at North, he had his staff in his hand. North slashed one of his swords at Jack, he dodged it and shot some ice at North who simply ducked. He slashed again still missing. Jack kicked the sword out of North's hand. "How about we have a nice, hand to hand fight?" asked Jack with a smile. North threw his other sword and Jack leaned his staff against the statue. North threw a punch and Jack ducked, rolling through North's legs and jabbing the older man in the side. North stumbled a little but regained his balance.

He charged at Jack and kicked at the boy, who simply dodged, getting ready to hit North again.

"HELP!" both turned towards the voice; they saw Tooth and Jamie surrounded by several fearlings. Jack's eyes widened and for a second, they flickered to his icy blue color.

"Jamie?" he asked, confused. North took this distraction to his advantage, punching Jack in the chest. The boy crippled to the ground, screaming in agony. North remembered the infection, he looked down at Jack, who looked up at him, North could have sworn the boy's eyes were blue! Then the boy looked back down at the ground, only to shoot up a second later and kick North in the head, sending him to the ground.

Jack walked over and picked up his staff. He saw North slowly pushing himself off the ground, then Bunnymund and Sandy were fighting back to back, while Tooth defended her and Jamie as best she could. Jack looked at Jamie, sad, scared, and gagged. A pang of guilt hit his stomach, but he didn't let it show, his cold red eyes glared at the boy.

"This ends now!" Jack yelled, before smashing his staff on the ground. His head was bowed as ice surrounded him, getting the attention of the Guardians. When Jack looked up it made all the Guardians take a step back. Jack's eyes were glowing red and he had a scowl on his face.

The boy floated up into the air, above them all, only a few fearlings flew around him. Snow started to form, it rapidly getting faster and more of it fell. The wind started to blow angrily, whipping the boy's black hair across his face. The snow fall soon turned into a blizzard, the Guardians fought on but the blizzard just got worse and worse. Tooth was hiding Jamie from it as best she could, but the boy was still shivering horribly in her arms.

They'd never seen a storm like this, the snow was everywhere, it was almost impossible to see and so cold that it could kill a full-grown human, which meant that Jamie wouldn't last long out there, he'd probably die before they could get him to safety. Jack's stormed raged on with all of his hate and anger. He glared at them all, they had brought this on themselves.

They didn't want him, didn't care for him. Why should he stop the storm, he wanted them to die in the snow, to their lifeless bodies to freeze under all of it. Jack growled and looked at them all. What right did they have to leave him alone for three-hundred years?

What was their excuse?

"Don't cry Jamie, it's going to be alright."

The words formed in Jack's mind without his permission. He grabbed his head and looked down at the boy who was freezing to death. His mind wandered away from the battle. The sound of fighting faded and he found himself back in his forest. He looked around, hearing a sob, he looked down, Jamie was holding on to him, sobbing his eyes out.

Jack pulled Jamie away from him, words left his mouth but they didn't quite reach his ears. Jamie sat back and whipped his eyes. "Y-you weren't moving. You h-had stopped breathing a-and your eyes were o-open but you weren't b-blinking… Jack… I WATCHED YOU DIE!" Jamie screeched, tears coming back, sobs shaking his body once more. "I watched Pitch strangle you half to death! And he injected you with something and you just stopped moving! I-I tried to wake you b-but you wouldn't move! You j-just laid there… you were dead…" Jamie whispered out the last part, sobbing.

Jack felt the strange sense of déjà vu, but he pulled Jamie back into a hug all the same. More words left his mouth but once again he couldn't hear them. He was more focused on the shivering boy in his arms. He rubbed the boy's arms, hoping to get friction and warm the boy up. But the boy still shivered and sobbed. This made Jack feel guilty and saddened inside, as if he was the cause of it. He probably was, he always messed things up.

He felt a strange connection to Jamie. An almost brotherly bond of sorts. He didn't want anyone to hurt the boy; he wanted to be there when Jamie needed him, and even when he didn't. He wanted to be the older brother that the younger boy never had.

But those emotions faded along with the forest. Jack wanted to protest and to go back into that peaceful moment. No sounds but a gentle wind, the boy with him, close enough so he could protect Jamie, and the forest around them. He loved the boy like a brother, and he wanted to help him in any way possible.

But slowly those emotions faded, and Jack grew angry. The sound of swaying trees disappeared and the sound of raging winds took its place. The sight of the forest faded and the battle took its place. And the crying boy who was just happy to know that his big brother was alive vanished, only for a boy who was gagged and crying from fear to come into sight.

Jack's guilty thoughts slowly subsided and he looked back at the huge storm that would probably cast the world into the next ice age. The storm was slowly spreading across the country and from there it cross the world. The storm was Pitch's idea, he'd some how gotten his hands on some sort of magic that could make a spirit's powers stronger, and he'd given it to Jack for this reason.

But Jack's mid couldn't stick to that topic, it kept wandering, though he was growing weaker from causing the storm he still wanted to think of something… anything!... else. He thought about his memory of him and Jamie in the woods. He frowned, why would Jamie care about him? He's just like the Guardians; all he wanted to do was use him. He didn't care that he hadn't been believed in for years! He didn't care!

Jack's head began to hurt and he put a hand up to it, but the dark, disturbing voice didn't fill his head this time. This was smaller, kinder.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe in you before." Jack knew it was Jamie, but it confused him. Why would Jamie care so much about him?

Jack looked at Jamie, still huddled into Tooth as she tried to fight off all the fearlings around them; it was tougher in the snow. Jamie shivered more and more and tears fell down his face as he clutched onto Tooth, the gag still on his mouth. Jack felt terrible; he released the sand from Jamie's mouth.

Jamie looked up at Jack as soon the sand released his mouth, Jack was staring right at him, his skin still dark, the cracks still on his face, and his hair still black. But Jack's eyes weren't red, they were blue. "Jack…" the boy whispered. "Jack!" he said louder. This caught Tooth's attention. She looked from Jamie to Jack in confusion.

"Jack! You need to fight it!" Jamie called up. Jack looked at Jamie, unsure about what to do. "Fight it! Pitch can't control you! Please fight it, for me!" this caught the other Guardians attention and they looked up at Jack. He still looked unsure.

"J-Jamie?" he asked. Jamie's eyes brightened.

"You can do it Jack! Fight it!" called Jamie.

"I…" he never finished. His eyes snapped back to the blood-red color. Jamie whimpered as he saw Jack looking at him with disgust again.

"Foolish child, he won't be fighting anything. He can't." came a voice behind Jack. Through the snow storm Pitch walked in the middle of the street. More fearlings came behind him, following him. "He doesn't have the will power to."

Looks like Jack's subconscious is trying to take over. But will it be enough to get him back? Poor Jamie! I hate writing about him like this!