A/N: Where has Giant been for the past week? I don't know?!*turns to random person* Do you know? Yes, I know, I'm a few days late but I really didn't feel like writing this weekend, and had zero time to earlier this week. No excuse, but nothing anyone can do about it. Thanks for reading anyways!

The little girl did not want to let go of Jack's neck. With great difficulty, Jack managed to pull the child's arms off of her. As she started walking away, she heard a sigh and then a THUD! Sophie had rolled over and fallen onto the ground. Jack winced.

"Sophie?" Jack heard the girl's mother call. Quickly, Jack tossed a blanket over the sleeping body on the floor and Sophie's favourite stuffed animal.

'Good enough.' She slipped out the window and glanced at Baby Tooth. "We should get back."

Before she could go anywhere though, a girl's voice called out. "Jack?" The spirit whipped around, but saw no one. They weren't calling out to her were they? Of course not. That wasn't possible, seeing as how she was still invisible. But yet…

"I know that voice, I know that voice," Jack realized. Was it one of the Burgess children? Jack was pretty sure she knew every girl in Burgess, but none of them sounded like that.

The voice called out again. "Jack!" Without hesitation, Jack sped off towards the sound. Baby Tooth looked around worriedly before following.

Jack flew around the town and landed on a roof. She listened for the girl. "Jack!" There it was. It was louder this time. She flew after it again, this time ending up in the woods. "Jack?

The sound seemed to be coming from a clearing ahead of Jack. She peaked out behind a tree and saw a bed. An old fashioned, wooden bed that was placed over a hole in the ground.

Baby Tooth frantically squeaked at her. She tugged at the spirit's blue hoody. Jack waved her away. "Don't worry, there's still time." Baby Tooth rolled her eyes. 'Teenagers!'

Jack approached the bed. The hole that was below it seemed to go on for a long ways. Determined to find the source of the voice, Jack began breaking the old wooden planks that covered the hole with her staff. "Jack?"

Beside Jack, Baby Tooth was almost as pale as the winter spirit herself. Ignoring Baby Tooth's protests, Jack jumped down the hole and fell into darkness.

She landed in some kind of cavern. Baby Tooth was grabbing at bits of her clothing and trying to pull Jack away. She simply shooed the little fairy. "Baby Tooth, Baby Tooth come on! I have to find out what that is," she argued.

Taking in her surroundings, Jack realized that there were several cages hanging from the roof of the cavern. Each cage contained dozens of Tooth's fairies. 'I'm in Pitch's lair,' Jack gasped.

The fairies were starting to make noise, so she quickly flew around to calm them. "Shh! Keep it down!" she hissed. "I can get you out of here just as soon as-"

"Jack!" the voice called again. Her head snapped up, and she spun around. Below her were thousands of golden containers. "Jack!"

"I can," she said, finishing her sentence. She was no longer focussing on that though. Her teeth were down there, her memories. She flew away from the cages and landed on one of the piles, desperately digging through the containers.

"Looking for something?" a sinister voice asked. Jack spun around and shot a blast of ice at the shadow Pitch was in. The shadow simply floated away, forcing Jack to leave the fairies and the teeth to chase after him.

Pitch was laughing. "Don't be afraid, Jack. I'm not going to hurt you." Jack seriously doubted that, and jumped on top of a stone bridge, trying to locate where Pitch had run off to. She spotted him on the bridge across from her, and she flew over to it.

"Afraid? I'm not afraid of you." She held her staff in front of her, ready to attack of needed.

"Maybe not. But you are afraid of something."

"You think so, huh?" There was no fear in Jack's voice, just its usual sarcastic tone with a bit of anger mixed in.

"I know so. It's the one thing I always know. People's greatest fears." It was time to get under this spirit's skin. She had too much, well, spirit for Pitch's liking. "Yours is that no one will ever believe in you." He smirked and disappeared into the shadows.

It did the trick. Jack stepped back, caught off guard. A shadow formed under her and she fell through. She let out a surprised yell as she tumbled downwards, her head painfully hitting the stone walls until she hit the ground. Blood trickled down her scalp. It wasn't much, but the injury itself made Jack feel woozy. Her wrist was in pain from landing on it. Most likely sprained.

Jack struggled to her feet and grabbed her staff. Shadows continued to surround her. "Even more, you're afraid you'll never know why. Why you?" Jack stumbled back and dashed away from the shadows. She had to stop running as she came to a dead end. "Why were you chosen to be like this? Well fear not." Pitch appeared in front of the younger spirit. The fear that was now on Jack's face caused Pitch to grin in pleasure. "For the answer to that is right here." He held out a golden container.

Normally Jack would have made some sort of remark about how Pitch must have been stalking her, or would ask if he was a magician for making it appear out of thin air. But she couldn't find any words. The face that was on the container was her face. Sure she looked different, with brown eyes and brown hair, but that face…that grin…

Pitch's golden eyes stared into Jack. "Do you want them, Jack? Your memories?" Jack slowly reached out a hand to take them, but she pulled it back. How could she trust Pitch? He killed Sandy! How would the Guardians react if she struck a deal with him? Why should she even care what they thought? But she did. She owed that to Sandy.

The evil laugh that came out of Pitch cause Jack to look up. The Boogeyman had once again vanished. She flew after him again. "Everything you wanted to know, in this little box," Pitch taunted her. "Why did you end up like this? Unseen, unable to reach out to anyone?" The words stung like knives. "You want to grab them and fly off with them, but you're afraid of what the Guardians would think. You're afraid of disappointing them.

Shadows were circling the winter spirit. Jack wanted to attack, but she didn't know where to aim. "Well let me ease your mind about one thing; they'll never accept you. Not really." Jack held her hands over her ears.

"Stop it, stop it!" she yelled. His taunting's were driving her mad. She backed into Pitch's globe room.

"After all," Pitch continued, "you're not one of them." He appeared in person again. Jack raised her staff, angrily.

"You don't know what I am," she growled.

"Of course I do! You're Jack Frost! You make a mess where ever you go. Why, you're doing it right now." He tossed the container to the girl.

Realization dawned on Jack's face. "What did you do?" she asked.

"More to the point Jack." He backed into his shadows again. "What did you do?"

Jack let out a yell and ran at him. She flung her staff around, trying to hit him with a blast, but she could no longer see where he went. She started to run back, but the door to the air had closed, keeping her out.

She banged on the door. "Baby Tooth!" The little fairy was no longer with her.

"Happy Easter, Jack."

There were shattered eggs all down the path. Jack froze in horror. "No."

'What have I done?'


A bit of a shorter chapter, I know, but I've been really busy lately and didn't have time to write any more. Hopefully next update won't take so long!

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