Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter so please don't kill me! No really I got a few death threats from you guys. Hehe... anyway please don't kill me and enjoy this next chapter.

ICE COLD HEART

Death is something I'll never get used to. I've died twice now and the second time around isn't any easier. When you die, people say your 'life will flash before your eyes' and surprisingly memories did flash before my eyes, both times. Not that they were good memories. Most of them I'd been trying to forget. Stuff like my three-hundred years of solitude. The coldness I always felt. How dark it was when ever I wanted it to be light. How my snow killed people. The tragedy of Sandy's death. And the memories reminded me of my constant weakness.

But they did remind me of some good things in my life, the beautiful and peaceful nights. Or a fire crackling softly in a fire-place. Then there was when I got to be a Guardian, meeting all of them, helping destroy Pitch, becoming a family… and then my last memory was saying good-bye to them.

But if both my deaths felt the same, I wonder if coming back will be the same as well…

| BURGESS

North picked up Jack, the boy was lifeless in his arms, completely still. North didn't cry, he wanted to, but he needed to be the leader of this team, there would be time to mourn for Jack later. Right now, they needed to avenge his death. North handed Jack off to a crying Tooth, she looked down at him and let out a sob. Jamie was next to her, looking at Jack with sad, scared eyes.

North turned back to Tooth. "War is breaking loose. Get Jamie to safety." Tooth nodded and began to fly away from the battle, Jamie running next to her. He glanced back to see Pitch yelling, but he couldn't hear, and he didn't want to. He ran on with Tooth.

"You realize you just killed your own Guardian right?" asked Pitch. He was angry, he'd been defied, Jack had made him look like a fool. He would not stand for this. "It's your fault he's dead!"

"He would have wanted death much more than under your control!" North said back. "If he was not willing to die he would not have fought curse you put him under." North was angry, he had grown close to Jack, taking him in almost as a son, and here was Pitch, ruining everything, killing Jack, hurting him to the brink of death and then finishing him off. "You will not hurt anyone anymore!"

"Oh we'll see about that." Pitch said, forming more nightmares. "You think I need that overgrown snow cone? I can destroy you by myself!" the nightmares charged at the Guardians, but they were all to ready for a fight. Pent up anger burst inside of the three.

Bunnymund was the first to charge forwards. He grabbed one of the nightmares and through it into another. He let out a battle cry and ran into a large group, throwing his eggs and his boomerangs, punching and kicking. He had never really felt this much anger, or at least, he didn't remember it. Not even when Jack made the huge blizzard in 68' He jumped and kicked one in the side of it head as it charged at him. Another came up behind and rammed into him. He growled and shoved an exploding egg in its face. The nightmare was blown back a couple of feet before disappearing into thin air.

Sandy had his whips out and was shooting them in every which direction. He too was angry, but he didn't let his show on his face very much. A scowl here and there, but they went unnoticed. He grabbed one of the nightmares around the neck with his whip and swung it in a circle, hitting about ten other nightmares with it. He then let the sand whip go and the nightmare went flying, tumbling into several more, they all disappeared into black sand. Sandy formed another whip and started attacking them once more.

North showed more of his anger through his actions; he had both his swords back, having retrieved them from the earlier fight with Jack. He sliced through one nightmare and it turned into sand. He jumped up and sliced through to more, letting out angry cries now and then. Out of all the Guardians it seemed North had somehow lost the most. North and Jack had some odd connection that no one could make sense of. And now seeing the usually cool-headed man, attacking, raging, and just plain angry, it seemed out of character. North was much gentler then he appeared. It was hard to believe but it was true. North just missed Jack was all, and he wanted Pitch to pay for the boy's death.

Tooth ran on, her eyes wide and filled with tears, she turned back and looked at her fellow Guardians attacking an army of fearlings, she wanted to go back and help, but she needed to protect Jamie. And then there was Jack's body in her arms… She let out a sob, the thought of Jack being dead hurt worse than anything she could ever imagine. But she turned back to look at the boy running at her side, tears were streaming down his face as well.

"I-its going to be alright Jamie." She told him. He looked up at her, his eyes were red and puffy but he nodded, glancing at Jack. More tears came to his eyes and all Tooth wanted to do was comfort the boy, but she knew she needed to get them both to safety first. She took a left into an alley way, it was close enough to help where needed, but far away enough to not get mixed into the battle.

Jamie sat on the ground and Tooth slowly set Jack's body down on the ground, snow covered it but she figured it was fitting, the snow spirit looked all to perfect in the snow, even in death. They sat in silence, the sound of the battle raging in the distance. Tooth looked at Jack, reaching out and brushing a few stray hairs out of his deathly pale face.

Suddenly something flew past them and then onto Jack. Both Tooth and Jamie looked down to see Baby Tooth, who must have come to help. She looked at Jack, hoping on him, she chirped and slapped his face gently with her wings, as if begging Jack to wake up.

"Baby Tooth, it's no use." The little fairy looked up at Tooth, confusion in her eyes. "Jack's dead." Choked out Tooth, she let out another sob. Baby just sat there for a moment, lost. She then looked at Jack and seemed to let out a sniffle of sorts. She settled herself against Jack's cold cheek, curling up there.

"Jack said he'd never leave me, then what's this?" asked a confused Jamie, looking at Jack. He put his hand on Jack's and his eyes started to water again.

"It's going to be fine Jamie. We are going to get through this." Tooth told him.

"How?!" asked Jamie. He knew he'd gone years without Jack but he felt like he couldn't live without his older brother. "He said it would be okay but it isn't! He's dead a-and I don't know what to do!"

"Jamie, remember the promise you made him."

"I will always believe. No matter what I will believe, but what does that have to do with anything?"

"He said believe in him. Maybe he knew he was going to die and had a back up plan for it. So that we could survive even if he couldn't." she hated the thought of the young spirit of winter sacrificing himself.

"Why does the world have to be so cruel to him?" Jamie mumbled.

"What?" asked Tooth, not quite hearing what the boy had said.

"The world is so cruel to him. First he's alone for three-hundred years and then when he finally gets some believers and a family Pitch has to ruin it all!"

"Fate has its twists and turns, but if it says your times up, it is. Jack was lucky enough for his fate to turn when he died the first time."

"What?" asked Jamie.

"He was telling us a story before the whole fight. He said that he saved his sister from drowning in the lake near here. They were ice skating and the ice started to crack. Jack saved her but he fell in himself. That one little selfless act made the Man in the Moon choose Jack to become a spirit, and to later become a Guardian. I just wonder why, after everything, would fate choose to kill him."

"Jack saved me from Pitch by the lake. I came to him telling him about Pitch. He wouldn't even let that dirt bag get anywhere near me. I-I watched Jack get cut a-and lashed at with a whip… it was terrible. Then I thought Jack had drowned, Pitch had tossed him in the lake a-and I just thought he was dead.

"I guess I was wrong because he came back just before Pitch could get to me. Then Pitch started to choke him, he lasted for so long I was surprised. But even after all of Jack's struggling Pitch still got something into Jack's blood stream, I guess we know what it was now."

Tooth nodded in understanding, but she knew the boy wasn't finished, so she let him continue on with the story.

"After that Pitch left, but Jack wasn't moving, his eyes were open but he wasn't blinking and he didn't seem to be breathing. I was sure that he was dead, the sun came up and surprisingly so did he. He said whatever he'd been injected with had just…"

"Just what Jamie?" asked Tooth.

"Paralyzed him… He said it paralyzed him for a moment! Do you think…" Jamie trailed off, looking at the stock still Winter Spirit in front of him. The sun was coming up but the fight still raged on. The light was almost on Jack, all Jamie could do was hope.

Meanwhile back in the battle all three Guardians were surrounded, back to back, they knew that they could go down at any second, but if they were going to go down, they were going to go down fighting. They would fight for the kids, for Jamie, and for Jack. They wouldn't let him down.

The sun made its way slowly to Jack's face; Jamie was looking at him with hope in his eyes, and tooth just watch in wonder. The light crept over the buildings until it reached Jack's face.

Crystal clear blue eyes snapped open.

I don't write death fics, or at least I haven't as of yet. Hmm, maybe I will one day. *Shrug* anyway, if you haven't noticed the little first person point of view just had all of the topics from all the chapters in this one. Just saying.