Here's the second part.

Sorry for the long wait, I was just so busy.

I'll try to get this updated faster, along with my other Fanfiction.

You guys can check that out as well. I would like some ideas for that other one.

I was planning on making it several chapters long, but that for me to decide huh?

Whelp, without further ado, here's chapter 2 for the Haunting of Jack Frost.

Chapter 2

Rescue Mission

Work wasn't picking up at the North Pole, as one would expect.

Actually, they were finished with work, and were now on break. It was just two days after Christmas and the Yetis were relaxing, as well as a jolly, yet tired old man who had worked hard for some time now. He deserved a little break.

The next holiday up that held some significant value was Easter, and the Bunny behind it was well on his way to making sure it was the best Easter ever, unlike the one that had happened last year. He was hoping nothing bad would happen this year, now that they kicked Pitch's butt. He would be too weak this year to mess anything up, and they were all hoping it would stay like that.

But for some time to consult, all the guardians were called forth to the North Pole for some good news and conversations with tea and cookies. The first one there was, of course, the Easter Bunny. Holding a paintbrush in his left ha-paw, and almost finished egg in the right, he was calmly making sure to finish the little tike before the others could make it. He was still painting it for the Easter coming up, and was hoping to get this little one done before heading over, but was forced to bring it with him instead. It wouldn't hurt to get some work done while at the meeting, no?

The second to arrive was the Tooth fairy. She came quickly, still giving commands to her tiny fairies as she flew into the room, her wings flapping with untraceable speed. Group by group, fairies would rush in and out as they performed their duties and would return when they had accomplished them. The Tooth Fairy was always working, wherever she went. It was hard to keep her from stopping, only when it was a situation involving a child, or a certain new Guardian that had joined them the year before. She would drop anything to make sure he was okay. He was still a child in many ways; but either way, she was still at work in the end.

Watching her fly in as busy as ever was no surprise to the Pooka and the jolly man. It was more like a routine to see her like this. Normal even. Still paying attention more to his eggs, the Pooka glanced back from his egg to his environment as Yetis walked in and out of the room as they dropped off several things. They were seated in the Globe Room after North had established a good table for all of them to sit at comfortably while they speak about their day. It was a normal routine they did after the attack with Pitch on Tooth's Palace. After a holiday was up, they would form together to talk about it, which helped in grouping relationships together. It also helped them have incite on what their fellow Guardians were up to. Today seemed like any normal day, and sooner or later, the Sandman was next to arrive.

Flying in on his golden plane, he hoped off of it as it turned into just dream dust and formed back into him, soon bouncing ever so lightly to his own seat and gave a quiet wave to everyone. Bunny moved his ear as greetings while North gave a big Jolly laugh.

"Hello Sandy. Nice to see friends here!" He said in his thick Russian accent and let his gaze wonder around the room.

It was peaceful. Too peaceful. So peaceful that after a few minutes, it caused Bunnymund to look up in slight confusion. Someone was missing, someone mischievous. Looking away from his nearly finished egg, the question popped up, and without thinking, he spoke it out.

"Where in the world is Frostbite?"

The question seemed to linger in the air as more of them started to notice that their special Guardian wasn't here yet. He would have been here by now.

Tooth perked up and took a second from her fairies to look at the seat Jack would usually sit in.

He wasn't sitting there.

Sandy noticed it as well, almost curiously thinking about his whereabouts. The more he thought about it, the more concern grew on the silent one's face. Where has their little winter sprite gone?

Tooth started to panic as sudden thoughts popped up in her head.

"Where could he have gone? What if something happened to him? What if Pitch came back and captured him? What if-.." She went on and on, asking a bunch of questions as if someone was to answer them all.

North got up from his seat to settle her down, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I am sure he is fine." He reassured her. "He must be just running late."

"For this long?" Intercepted Bunnymund as he also stood up. "Don't you think he would have been here by now, mate? Do you know how long it's been since you called us here?" Bunnymund pointed out, pointing the brush at the tall male as concern also grew in his voice.

The bloody winter teen should be here by now. He wouldn't wait this long before coming. He would have made it even before Sandy or Tooth got there. He wouldn't do this to them on purpose, would he?

North thought about it, soon growing concerned himself. Bunny was right; he would have been here by now. What has happened to him?

Thinking, North looked to Sandy, as if asking if he saw him on his way here. Sandy simply gave a frown and shook his head; soon pictures of a snowflake and a question mark hovered over his head, asking the same question everyone else was asking themselves.

Tooth fluttered in panic, before hearing a distressed squeak fill the room. Looking over, she saw Baby Tooth. Knowing Baby Tooth had been with Jack last, she grew concerned at how scared and distressed she sounded.

"What is it Baby Tooth?" She asked with even more growing concern as she listened to the feverish fairy. This brought the other's attention and they went over to Tooth as she listened intently to the tale. A hand flew over her mouth as Baby Tooth was finished speaking and Bunnymund's ears perked up.

"What she say?" He asked, looking between Tooth and the fairy.

Tooth looked at the three with total shock and fear.

"She said that Jack was taken by some mysterious entity that they encountered when they found a house. She was only able to flee." She explained which caused the others to grow quiet.

Total fear had swept through the atmosphere as they all grew a sense of concern. Bunny's ears were flat against his head and he felt his heart racing. The same scared beating heart effect swept through the others, causing them to all freeze. Soon, North was the first to break the silence.

"We must go find him now!" He said with a slightly enraged yet scared tone.

The others shook off their fear and nodded in determination, soon Baby Tooth squeaked again. Tooth looked at her and nodded.

"Baby Tooth knows where he is. We'll follow her." She commanded, and soon the others nodded in agreement. Soon, they all got ready to go on the search for Jack.

Baby Tooth led them to Jack's lake, soon leading them down the same path she had followed him down. There, they came to the house that Jack was last seen in and the one she had to escape from. Knowing the tale Baby Tooth had told them, they were well prepared for a battle. They had no idea what they were going to deal with, so they were ready for anything. Well, almost anything.

North walked in to make sure it was safe, and soon everyone piled in and looked around. Soon, Baby Tooth looked to where she had last seen Jack lay. He wasn't there anymore.

"Jack!" Tooth called out, looking around in concern while North and Bunny were on edge.

Bunny's senses were heightened and his ears were ready to hear any sudden movements. But, deep inside him, he felt as if they weren't dealing with anything normal, well, whatever they considered to be normal. It seemed almost sinister, yet not really there. It confused Bunny, but he was possibly going to figure that out soon.

Sandy quietly hovered about, checking the living room where Baby Tooth last saw him, but saw something shift quietly at the corner of his eye. Looking in that direction, Sandy silently gasped at what he saw. It was Jack, but the scene of it was very unsettling.

Jack was standing on the edge of the corner he hid behind, his hand clasping the side of the wall softly. His eyes were rather wide, but the natural blue to it was gone and dulled over. The corner in which he was peeking out from was tainted in darkness, making it very hard to see anything behind him, only his figure standing at the corner. Sandy shivered at the sight of Jack, and he seemed to just stare at Jack for a while, completely frozen to the spot. The other three noticed him and wondered what was wrong. They all walked over to where he was and looked at what he was looking at. They weren't prepared to see Jack that way.

His eyes seemed to study them, looking from Sandy to Tooth, to Bunny, then to North. He looked almost scared, but not himself. He would have said something already, but he just kept quiet as all three of them stared into dull blue eyes.

Tooth raised a hand to her mouth as she noticed something unsettling. There was blood on the floor where Jack was standing, staining his feet in it. She pointed to the blood and the other three followed her finger, soon also growing even more concerned. Was he okay? Was he wounded? Was there someone here other than him? They would never know until they got him and brought him back to the Workshop, but something told them that that task would be difficult.

Jack shuffled his footing, his eyes growing unbelievably wider before he dashed down the hall, all four, including Baby Tooth, following close behind him. The moment they got to where he once stood, he had already dashed into another room.

Following, they walked slowly, not wanting to slip on the blood that stained the floor. Before they could reach the room he ran into, a simple song started to play from what seemed to be a music box. The tone was darker than the normal song, and slower. It had an almost creepy vibe to it.

"Twinkle… Twinkle… Little star… How I wonder… What you are…"

It was Jack's voice. He was singing softly.

"Up above the world so high… Like a diamond in the sky…"

They inched closer to the room, their hearts racing as they got ready for what was in the room.

"Twinkle… Twinkle… Little star…."

He slowed down in his singing, causing the rhythm of the music box to seem out of tune to his own singing.

"How I wonder…."

He paused in his singing for a second.

"Why you're dead…"

The last tone of the music box was deep, deeper than the original tune and it all went quiet. The trail of blood led to the room he was in. They all peeked into the room to see what had gone wrong with Jack.

Jack sat still in the middle of the bloody room, his knees up to his chest, so far that he was able to fully rest his head onto his knees. He was playing with the music box which was to his left, his head turned in that direction. It was quiet, deathly so. They needed to grab him up before he tried to run again, but from the look of it, there wasn't anywhere left for him to run.

The first to walk to him was Bunnymund, volunteering to the pin the boy down just in case he did try to run. He walked quietly to Jack, ignoring the blood staining the entire floor and walls. Once he got close enough to Jack to look at his face, he ducked down and flinched, nearly stumbling.

Jack was staring right at him, as if knowing he was already there.

Bunnymund waved his hand in front of his eyes, but Jack's trained sight was all on Bunnymund's face, not breaking that train of vision. It was quiet, and Bunnymund reached out to touch Jack's hoodie, the moment he gripped it, Jack screamed at the top of his lungs.

His scream was inhuman, the way it rose to such a high level. Jack could scream, yes, but not to such a high elevation. It was as if he trained himself to scream this high, but knowing him, this height of voice was even impossible for such a boy like him.

Bunnymund had to cover both his ears to avoid going deaf, and so did the others. With their hands over their ears, they tried to block out the sound, but it went on for more than 30 seconds before Jack stopped and moved back from them.

He moved into a corner, huddled close and glaring daggers at the one who had touched him. Bunnymund motioned the others to come in quickly as he moved to Jack slowly. The others kept to the door though, to make sure to catch him just in case.

Bunnymund walked to Jack, putting his hands up to show he was harmless.

"It's okay Jackie, it's me. Relax…" He said, reaching for Jack once more before hearing a demonic whisper leave Jack's lips.

"There is no Jackie anymore…" It spoke, soon causing Bunny to validate his earlier assumptions.

This was unlike anything they will ever face, ever.

"Who are you?" Bunnymund asked, glaring now.

Jack stood up, his hair nearly shadowing his eyes completely.

"None of your business!" He yelled, glaring angrily and a demonic snarl left Jack's throat as he backed up more.

Bunnymund flinched, not sure what to do now. He could try and jump the boy and- suddenly, a golden ball dashed by his head and hit Jack in the face, soon causing the boy to fall limb against the floor in a deep sleep.

Sandy had panicked and threw it to shut the boy up. Everyone looked at the scared elder, who seemed to regret what he had done, but Bunny was glad he had done that. It would save them time.

Grabbing the now snoozing Jack, he carried him out the house, everyone else following close behind. Tooth looked close to tears, fearful for the winter spirit and North and Sandy tried to comfort her and tell her everything would be fine. Baby Tooth flew to Jack and squeaked in distress, soon laying against his cheek, soft tears falling down her face. She was also worried for the boy.

Bunnymund sighed, soon looking at everyone.

"We gotta head back, mates." He said to everyone. "The faster we get back, the quicker we could figure out what's wrong with the little ankle biter." He said, soon watching everyone agree with him, despite the worry going through them all at what they might find.

North looked almost determined.

"Quickly, back to de sleigh!" He said, soon leading everyone there.

That was the first time Bunnymund purposely ever rode on the sleigh.