Jack stumbled through the rocks making up much of the area he was in. He breathed in the snowflakes as they fell around him and laughed when they bit at his face, like an old friend and enemy coming to greet him.

"Damn, I missed this!" Jack breathed as he bent doubled over trying to catch his breath. He coughed and began to stumble his way ahead again. The power, the freedom. He knew it was here that he would find himself again. Here that he would be who he was meant to be. Here he would rid himself of this human form and become the spirit of winter once again. Sure, he would be alone again, but he did not care about that at the moment. All he wanted was to control the winter again. To ride on the wind without a care in the world. No more school, no more homework, no more of Sandy's appointments. And Jack was sure that when he escaped this prison, that North and Aster and Tooth and Sandy would all follow him and tell him everything. They would explain why. Why they did this, why they couldn't trust Jack with this information. What Jack had done to deserve such punishment.

"Jack…" the wind whispered to him, coaxing him forward, and Jack followed, his feet moving numbly along the cold hard rock beneath. He wandered through a white cloud that had hung low and covered the area when the wind whispered his name again, and again, and again…

"Stop!" And Jack followed those orders without a second thought, his instincts kicking in for a moment while his racing mind tried to catch up.

"Jack, don't move…" Jack blinked and looked around, and found himself at the edge of a cliff. This was where the wind was leading him.

"Jack, please, step away from the edge. Come towards me." North. That was North. But this was where Jack needed to be.

"North. I can't."

"Then don't move. I will come over to you. Just stay-"

"No, North. I can't come to you anymore." North, baffled, tried to inch his way closer to the half-frozen boy. Aster and Tooth stood nervously behind him, not wanting to startle Jack, but itching to run over to him and stop him from whatever plans he had.

"Jack, please, I love you. We all love you. Please, just come back to us." But Jack was shaking his head. North did not understand what Jack wanted, but he was ready to give up anything.

"North… I need to know. Why?"

"Why, what, Jack?"

"You know what I want to know North. Don't play stupid with me! Why this!" Jack gestured to himself, then to Tooth and Aster, "Why any of this?! Why make everyone forget when we have so much to do, so much to protect?" Jack took a step backwards, away from North. North watched Jack's feet very carefully, calculating how close Jack was to the edge, and North was increasingly uncomfortable the closer he moved toward it and away from the open arms of his caretaker.

"Jack, I did not. You were born a human. You were always, and always will be, a human, and I love you just the same. You are the only thing we have, Jack. Please, come back to us." North pleaded, but Jack was hearing none of it.

"North, what are the dreams? Why am I dreaming this? Who is that woman?" Tooth gasped as she remembered the journal entries.

"North, his dreams-"

"I know." Then to Jack, "Jack, I do not understand your dreams, and I do not know who this woman is still, but, if you come back, we will find out. Together. We will do everything we can to find out-"

"That's not good enough, North. I need an answer. And I know what the answer is." Jack glanced back, and became dizzy at the sheer height of the drop below him. North inched closer while Jack was not looking, but stopped as soon as Jack was focused back on him.

"She warned me, North. She told me about you, and about this world. How it cannot be real. How you are just lying to me. How-how everything here- how everyone here, is a lie. And I have to prove it. She said so. There is only one way to find out." Jack raised his staff off of the ground and back up to the cliff, watching North carefully as he felt his heels lose ground, knowing he was right at the edge.

"North, I have to go. I will see you when you decide to tell me the truth."

"No! Jack!" North yelled and ran forward.

"Take me home, wind!" Jack whispered and felt the wind push him back as he fell into the open air, staff in hand and snowflakes brushing against his cheek. This is where he needed to be. This is where he would find the truth, where his dreams had been taking him. This was who he was. Jack Frost. And nothing was going to stop him.

And for a moment, he felt like he was flying.