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With a air of sadness, the next memory began with a sense of finality only one understood.

Emmeline was in the forest near the lake. She sat dangerously close to the thin ice on the lake, she was crying.

"Why did you have to go?" She muttered "WHY?! WHY?!" She screamed beating up the ice with her fists.

"You know." She muttered calming down "Emma blames herself. Not you not me but her; she thinks it's because of her you died."

The Guardian's didn't know what to think. Inside Jack was horrified at the amount of sorrow his leaving had caused.

'And they didn't know that I was alive the whole time.' He thought.

Emma sat down beside her. In these times they were the only ones that understood each other. Understood their pain.

"You know, you don't have to keep it all bottled up inside of you." Emma said "You haven't spoke to anyone in a week."

"I know but-" Emmeline cut herself off. She looked around, something was wrong.

"What Emmeline?" Emma questioned confusedly looking around at the perceived danger.

Then Emmeline saw the wolves. Big and strong they emanated a dark aura. Silently they crept out of the forest towards them.

"Run." Emmeline told Emma.

"Wha-?" Emma started but was interrupted by Emmeline:

"RUN!"

At this point the wolves were running at them, desperately Emmeline slashed at one of them with her hunting knife as she dragged Emma with her as she ran. Inexplicably the wolf dissapated and then pulled itself back together, as ferocious as ever.

"Wha?" Emmeline said as she looked back at the wolf, then she noticed that the wolves had a shiny quality to them. She looked at them closer. They weren't wolves! They were sand facsimlies of them!

At this Sandy was shocked. Pitch had sand wolves?! How could have he missed this?!

Soon they were in the clearing and thing were NOT looking good. They were surrounded.

"Emma, climb up that tree. I'll draw their attention. When they're distracted run. Run to the village and don't look back. I'll hold 'em off."

"But-" Emma protested

"Go!" Yelled Emmeline as she pushed her up the tree.

Emmeline slashed and stabbed the wolves but it wasn't enough. She was fighting a losing battle and the wolves knew it. But she had to save Emmeline.

Just then a wolf got too close and managed to make a gash in Emmeline's stomach. She screamed in pain, clutching her stomach but not losing her hold on the knife. Blood seeped through her clothes, but the game wasn't up yet.

"No!" She yelled in defiance "I won't let you get Emma!"

She slashed and stabbed with more effort than before. She got more and more exhausted with each move and all the wounds she gained weren't helping either. The wolves weren't tiring; how could they? They were nothing more than black sand.

Then inexplicably the air grew hotter and the forest turned red. There was a forest fire!

The wolves began to run; away from the growing flames so like a bonfire. She was alone.

'At least Emma was safe' She thought as she fell to the ground. The air thickened with smoke and fumes, she couldn't breathe!

In her last moments, before the flames consumed her she thought she saw someone. A person that looked extraordinarily like Jack, except that he had white hair and blue eyes and he had a staff. He looked over her then left.

'I think I just saw Jack Frost' She though foggily 'Hello Jack'

Then black

The memory ended in silence.

"I-I think the memory is o-over." Tooth stuttered as she pulled the tooth box out of the projector.

No truer words have been spoken.

The memories are over, Emmeline's great secret is revealed. What will the Guardians make of this? What will Jack make of this?

Find out next time in 'The Memories of Frost and Love'!

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