A/N: I really appreciate the support guys! It means so much to me! I am planning on making a sequel, kind of a Rise of the Guardians 2 with Jackie instead of Jack. I'm also hoping to make a Big Four fanfic, though I'm not sure if I want to have normal Jack in it or have Jackie instead.

Also, this is for LillyStoppable. In this story, I'm not planning on doing any pairing. Sorry if this disappoints anyone, but I like it better having Jack just think of the Guardians as family. That being said, I still appreciate your comment, Lilly, it made me smile, and I hope you and everyone else enjoys the rest of the story!

This chapter is a bit different than the movie. Mostly because I'm a terrible person and like reading about Jack in peril and stuff like that.


Bunny peaked out from the push he was hiding in. This was a disaster! None of the children could find any of the eggs. He was afraid this would happen. As Guardian of Hope, he had held onto the thought that maybe some of them made it to the top. It seems he was wrong.

"There aren't any eggs."

"There's nothing here."

"I give up."

"Come on lets go."

"I don't understand."

"Maybe he just hide them really well this year."

That was enough. There were no eggs to be found. He jumped out of his hiding spot. "Hey kids! Oi!"

"I've checked everywhere."

"Yes there is! There is!" Bunny ran up in between two children. "I mean, these aren't my best looking googies but they'll fill in a pinch."

"I can't believe it," the girl said standing up.

This was awkward. "I know," Bunny laughed nervously. "I know-"

"There's no such thing as the Easter Bunny," the girl said sadly.

She looked so sad. But that was nothing compared to what Bunny felt. "What? No! Wrong not true!" He tried stepping in front of the kids, who were now sadly walking away. "I'm right in front of you mate!"

The boy walked through him. Bunny gasped as a cold chill went down his spine. Ever since he had teamed up with the spirit of winter, Bunny had been getting used to chills in the air. But this feeling, it hurt. The chill wasn't playful it was, well, cold. It took his breath doubled over, panting. "They didn't see me." He whispered now. "They didn't see me," The feeling had gone, but he still felt the pain in his heart. Bunny went to his knees.

Jack arrived just to see Tooth go up to Bunny and comfort him. What had she missed?

"Jack!" North's voice was right behind her. She turned around to look at him. "Where were you? The Nightmares attacked the tunnels. They smashed every eggs, crushed every basket. NOTHING made it to the surface." He looked at Jack's bloody scalp. "What happened?"

Before she could explain, Tooth noticed Jack standing there. "Jack!" She flew up to her. The fairy had been worried something had happened to the girl. She was looking over Jack when she saw the gold container in the girl's hand. "Where did you get that?" she gasped.

How to explain? "I was…it's…"

That's when Tooth noticed that Jack's shoulders had nothing on them. "Where's Baby Tooth? Jack opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Seeing the blood the spirit's head, Tooth put two and two together. Unfortunately, they were the wrong two. "What have you done?" Tooth thought the girl had gone to fight Pitch to get her memories back instead of helping protect Easter.

North straightened up. "That is why you weren't here? You were with Pitch?"

"No! Listen, listen." She took a breath. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen!"

"She has to go." Jack hadn't heard Bunny come up behind her until he spoke. The rabbit looked terrible.

"What?" Jack couldn't believe they were jumping to conclusions so quickly!

"We should NEVER HAVE TRUSTED YOU!" Bunny had a fist raised. He was right up in Jack's face. The girl stumbled back, startled and hurt by Bunny's outburst.

Bunny changed back from angry to sad. "Easter is…new beginnings. New life. Easter is about hope. And now it's gone." He gave Jack one last disappointed look before turned and slowly walking away.

Jack could almost feel her heart shatter. How could they? Sure, she had made a mistake. But they were jumping to conclusions, not even giving her a chance to explain herself. She was mad at them, at Pitch for wrecking Easter. But even more so, she was mad at herself. Scratch that. She was furious at herself. They had relied on her and she let them down. Right when her and Bunny were starting to get along too.

North and Tooth looked at Jack with sadness in their hearts, before they too turned away. Jack stared down at the doll North had given her. She didn't deserve it. It symbolized the trust, the belief North had in her. Belief that was now non-existent.

She dropped it and ran. She ran for a few seconds, until the remaining two Guardians could no longer see her, then she flew away, not allowing herself to look back. She didn't deserve to get one last look at the remains of the closest thing to a family she had had in over 300 years.


Jamie reached up to the roof. 'I saw something, I know I did.' Then the ladder fell over, taking Jamie with it. He fell, and the thing he had seen fell beside him. It wasn't an egg; it was just one of Abby's toys.

"Let's check the park again!" Jamie insisted.

"Really?" Pippa asked.

"For what? The Easter Bunny?" Claude said sarcastically.

"Guys, I told you, I saw him! He's way bigger than I thought, and he's got these cool boomerang things."

"Grow up, Jamie," Caleb sighed.

"Come on, man. Seriously?" Claude grumbled.

Jamie stared at his friends in disbelief. They all looked so sad and tired. What happened to the fun group he usually hung out with? "What's happened to you guys?"

"It was a dream," Caleb insisted. "You should be happy you still get dreams like that, and not…"

"Nightmares," Cupcake finished. She and the rest of the kids turned and walked away.

Pippa placed the toy in Jamie's basket before leaving. "Forget it, Jamie. There's just no Easter this year." She sadly turned away and followed the other kids.

"He really is real!" Jamie yelled. He stared at the ball. "I know he is."

But Jamie was certain something was wrong. Sophie had been getting Nightmares almost every night. And despite what Caleb thought, Jamie had been experiencing the same thing. Sophie didn't even want to go egg hunting today. He looked down. What if the other kids were right?


The yetis at the Pole were watching the globe. They knew something had went wrong with Easter. The lights were going out at an alarming rate. By tomorrow, who know if any kids would believe at all.


Jack flew to the Arctic. She needed to clear her head, and the cold usually helped her do that. But it wasn't helping. She ran to a cliff, wanting to throw the teeth off. She wanted them gone. If it weren't for her teeth, Easter would have been a success. The Guardians wouldn't hate her. She HATED those teeth. Still, she couldn't bring herself to throw them away. All her questions could be answered. How could she get rid of them? But how could she not?

She looked down at the container. Her strange, coloured face looked back up at her.

"I thought this might happen." Pitch. Jack frowned, but didn't turn around. "They never really believed in you. I was just trying to show you that." The spirit breathed deeply. The anger she felt…how dare he show himself after what he had done! The stupid Boogeyman wouldn't stop. "But I understand."

Understand? Understand how Jack had spent 300 years trying to get kids to notice her? Understand how every time she caused trouble and got attention, it filled her with pleasure, simply because she was being noticed? Understand how she still sometimes felt like a teenager, one that needed to be wanted by someone, one that needed to be noticed and loved? Understand how she had almost convinced herself that she had found a family that would believe in her and would care about what happened to her? She turned to Pitch in rage. Ice shot out of her staff and at Pitch. She ran at him. "You don't understand anything!"

The two fought ferociously. "I don't know what it's like to be cast out?' He threw sand at Jack, but the girl rolled away and shot ice back. He blocked it with a sand shield. Jack flew into the air and blasted Pitch with a powerful ice strike. Pitch ducked under his sand shield and vanished from that spot. "To not be believed in?" She could barely see through the mist that her shattered ice had created. Jack spun around to the sound of his voice. "To long for, a family." Jack's staff was raised and pointed at Pitch.

Pitch was taking in a more gentle tone now. "All those years in the shadows, I though no one else knows what this feels like. And now I see I was wrong." Jack lowered her staff. Maybe Pitch understood what Jack was going through more than the spirit had thought. She knew not to trust him, that he was bad news. But she needed someone to understand her, to tell her it would be alright.

"You don't have to be alone, Jack. I believe in you. And I know children will too." He walked beside the girl. She looked up at him. The look on her face almost surprised the Boogeyman. Pitch had expected her to be broken down. But the way Jack looked right there…she looked like a child. A scared, lonely child. Which gave Pitch great pleasure. Children were so easily manipulated with fear.

"In me?" Jack was doubtful, but she wanted to believe that was true so badly.

"Yes!" He placed a hand on the spirit's shoulder. He noticed the flinch, as Jack didn't cover it up very well this time. But he would focus on that later. After the spirit was his. He pointed to the beautiful/scary sculpture they had created in their battle. It was frozen black sand, in the shape of a spiky tower. It was truly a piece of art. "Look at what we can do. What goes together than cold and dark? We can make them believe! We'll give them a world where everything, everything is…"

"Pitch Black?" Jack asked. She was starting to snap out of her daze. Pitch had been clever. He knew her greatest fears, so he knew exactly what to say in order to get to her. And he had chosen to approach her at a time where she was most vulnerable. Points to him. The whole plan was very well played. But Jack was strong, stronger than Pitch had thought.

"And Jackie Frost, too. They'll believe in both of us," he finished lamely.

"First don't call me that. And no, they'll fear both of us. That's not what I want." She glared daggers at him for trying to manipulate her emotions. Then she turned away. "Now for the last time. Leave me alone," she snapped.

"Filthy girl. You want to be left alone? Done. But first…" Jack heard a familiar squeak, and spun around to see Pitch holding Baby Tooth in his fist.

"Baby Tooth!" She ran over, but Pitch blasted her with his sand and knocked her down. She scrambled to her feet and pointed her staff at Pitch again.

"The staff, Jack!" The spirit looked down at her only real possession. "You have a bad habit of interfering. Now hand it over, and I'll let her go." Baby Tooth shook her head, telling Jack not to do it.

This was bad. Jack's head still buzzed from her last encounter with Pitch, and this battle hadn't left her in a great condition either. There were scratches all over her body. If she had to fight to get Baby Tooth back, Jack didn't like her chances.

Why did Pitch have to ask for her staff? She had only managed to keep herself sane by playing around with her winter magic. If she didn't have her staff, not only would she be next to powerless, but she wouldn't even be able to leave the Arctic. Jack would have nothing for the rest of her immortal life.

'None of that matters. Baby Tooth comes first. She cannot die.' She gripped her staff harder, trying to think of another way out. But she couldn't come up with a plan that would guarantee Baby Tooth's safety. She lowered the staff and reluctantly held it out to Pitch.

When it was no longer in Jack's hands, the ice on the staff disappeared. It was horrible seeing her staff in someone else's hands, especially if that someone else was Pitch. But she refused to let herself think about that. She held out her hand. "Alright, now let her go."

Pitch smirked evilly. "No." Jack pulled her hand back. This could not be happening. "You wanted to be left alone. So be alone! It's not as if anyone will miss you. Not the children, certainly not the Guardians. They never accepted you. They only tolerated you because they thought you could help. But you failed, so they have no reason to bother anymore. Your invisible, Jackie. You hardly even exist, and most would probably be better off if you didn't."

Baby Tooth could see how close Jack was to tears. The kid was tough, but Pitch was practically pouring acid in an open wound. She had to do something. Glaring at Pitch, she thrust her beak into his hand. He cried out, then angrily threw her down a crevice.

"NO!" Jack cried. She wasn't sure whether to charge at Pitch or run after Baby Tooth. Before she could do either, Pitch took Jack's staff in both hands and snapped in over his knee. Jack screamed. The pain…she had been beat up several times before. Most of the time she had it coming. There were plenty of scars on her back, some of them she didn't even know how she'd gotten them, but they looked like they had hurt. Pain was nothing new. But this…this was new. In all 300 years she had been alive, nothing bad had ever happened to her staff, but for some unknown reason, she never allowed anyone else near it. She couldn't explain why, but the thought of someone else handling her staff made her sick. Now she understood. It felt as if her very soul was being ripped apart. Her insides burned, and she doubled over in pain.

The Boogeyman took great pleasure in the spirit's pain. He slowly walked over to her, savoring ever moment of Jack's fear. He had never felt fear this strong from Jack before. For such a young, lonely spirit, the girl was very good at keeping her fears at bay. For Pitch, feeling the spirit's defensive walls crumble was like how North felt about Christmas.

She was on her knees when she felt Pitch approach her. Jack desperately wanted to do something to stand up to him, but she could barely find the strength to breath. 'I haven't felt this pain before. I just need to get used to it, like I do for anything else.' The very thought was ridiculous. She wasn't even sure if she would make it out of this in one piece. Sure, she was immortal and couldn't die, but she was trapped in the middle of the Arctic with no powers. If she didn't have her staff, she was done for.

Pitch grabbed the spirit's long, white hair and pulled her to her feet. To his surprise, Jack was incredibly light. Jack winced and had to bite her tongue to stop herself from crying out, but she managed. This was pain she was familiar with. She could handle it.

"You shouldn't have gotten in my way, Jack. I am the Nightmare King. I am the embodiment of fear itself. You can't hope to defeat me, not when you can't even protect yourself." He sneered at her. She forced herself to look up at him and glared. "You're useless and weak. I'm doing the world a favour. Everyone will be better off without you in the way." He threw her to the ground. Jack managed to climb to her feet. The pain was less intense now that she was more used to it. Pitch wasn't about to let her try anything though. He blasted her against the mountain wall and with a cry of pain, Jack tumbled into the crevice Baby Tooth had fallen into.

Jack blacked out for a few minutes. Pitch looked down at the broken, bleeding form of Jack Frost and laughed. To taunt the spirit, he threw the two halves of Jack's staff down with her. Then he left, leaving Jack trapped.

After a few minutes, Jack came to again. Her vision was blurry, but most of the pain was internal. Most likely from the staff being broken. She looked around and saw a little fairy laying in the snow beside her. Quickly, she crawled over to the fairy. "Baby Tooth!" She scooped her up in her hands. "You alright?" Baby Tooth squirmed and looked up. At least she was alive. Alive, but shivering. Jack placed her hands over the fairy to try to warm her up, but Baby Tooth squeaked and sneezed when she did so.

She sighed. "Sorry. All I can do is keep you cold." She sank to her knees. "Pitch was right. I make a mess of everything."

Baby Tooth looked up at Jack. She was hurt and upset and broken inside. But Baby Tooth's life purpose was to help children that felt that way. She crawled into Jack's pocket.

"Hey," Jack said. She sighed. Maybe it was warmer in her pocket. She leaned against the wall and tried not to cry. This wasn't the first time she had wanted to cry, not even close. And sometimes she allowed herself a few precious minutes where she could just break down and cry about the unfairness of the world. But she only let herself do that every few decades, maybe three or four times a century, and never in front of others.

Then a voice interrupted her thoughts. "Jack? Jack!" She opened her eyes and stumbled back. The golden container in her pocket was glowing. She pulled it out and stared at it, the golden light shining in her eyes. Baby Tooth, who was sitting on Jack's knee, nodded and patted the container. The little fairy was right. If there was a time that she needed her memories, it was now. And maybe a few times before all this happened. But all the same. She placed her hand on the container and was suddenly pulled into a series of memories.


Next chapter is going to be a lot different than in the movie, with more memories and obviously changed memories seeing as how she is a female in them, not a male. I'm not sure what I'm going to call her sister. A lot of people like the name Emma, but I might use the name of the voice actor, Olivia. If you have a preference, tell me in the reviews. If not, I'll just pick one! You have been warned. Also, I know that there is mixed info about how old Jack is. Some say fourteen others say seventeen. I think I'm going to go with seventeen because I know fourteen year olds and Jack just seems older, but if anyone has strong feelings against that, let me know and I'll have her be fourteen.