~Chapter 2~
AN: I know I said it would be a one shot but I changed my mind since I got some speeches from friends who read it before I posted about how I should continue so to make them happy I agreed, but I also really wanted to do it anyway. Enough of his AN, here's chapter two. It's in Jack's point of view from after he died and starts when Elizabeth was at the pond alone that night.
~Jack's P.O.V.~
dark. That's the first thing I remember. But then, I saw the moon. It was so big, so bright. It seemed to chase the darkness away. And when it did, I wasn't scared anymore.
"Welcome, Jack Frost. You will do great things." The moon told me. I stood on the ice for a minute and then started walking towards a sound. Crying. I stopped though, when I almost fell over something. A wooden Shepard's staff. I touched it with my toe, and frost immediately covered it. I moved my toe off of it and the frost disappeared. I picked it up and admired the frost on it and accidentally dropped one end of it. A long frost pattern started over the ice where I dropped it. I got off the ice and heard the crying again. I followed it and a young girl, around 18, sat in a snowbank crying and singing to herself.
"Baby, why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go
I was counting on forever
Now I'll never know
I can't even breath
It's like I'm
Looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying
He's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream." After that, she just sat there wheezing while she cried. Something bad had happened to her. I could tell. But I also felt like I knew her. She looked so familiar, but I couldn't remember her. I was standing behind her, so I couldn't even see her face completely, but what I did see of her face was red from crying but other than that se was beautiful. I walked up to her and tried to put a hand on her shoulder, but it went right through her. I sighed angrily and threw a rock at a nearby tree. She didn't turn around, she was crying so hard she probably didn't hear it. That made me even madder. 'Why can't she see me?!' I thought. I just wanted to say or do something to make her feel better, to make her stop crying. I didn't even know this girl and I felt I needed to make her happy. One question ran through my mind. Why did I want to make this unknown girl happy so much?