No, way... Steve thought as the picture and words ran in dizzying circles round -n- round his head.

Reaching out he desperately seeks leverage, and anchor that would be able to offer his some sort of pitying glance and yell out, FOOLED YA! But by the look on Stark's face, he knew this situation was sadistic. The kid 'Jack Frost' in the picture looked no more than sixteen, his appearance showed that he was almost...deflated in a word, like he had just given up, and Steve didn't like it one bit.

No matter the age, this boy was still a kid! Tony ran a shaky hand through his hair as Steve tried to collect his wits. The room was spinning and the temperature rose another ten degrees and Fury watched them cautiously as they reacted to this information.

"Sadistic son of a-" Stark didn't get to finish though as Steve interrupted him with a shake of his head and a scratchy, rough voice that clawed its way through Steve's swollen throat.

"No-Stark, no time for your witty remarks," Steve edged away from the file as the papers seemed to stare hauntingly into his very soul, and you know what?-Steve didn't like that feeling. Tony nodded warily and then unsteadily went to JARVIS, who had somehow hacked into SHIELDS mainstream network whatever that meant (Steve was still really, really confused on these strange terms and their meanings but he didn't dare dwell to long, for fear of giving himself a seizure).

Tony's fingers moved at a lightning fast pace as they typed in the words 'JACK FROST' into the search engine, as soon as Stark pressed the little 'Enter' key, thousands of images flew at the trio as they watched a life told in photos.

A boy with brown hair on a cracking frozen lake, Steve assumed it was the kid in the picture lying unperturbed on the floor, the same boy falling through the ice, them many of him alone flying, and Steve kids you not, legit fly with the same staff he had used to save the little girl whom Steve thought was this boy's sister, he was flying and had white hair-and then pictures of others and this strange boy came up. One with four other figures, a humming-bird hybrid, a Russian man, a seven foot tall Kangaroo, and a floating little man made of golden sand.

A picture of a lanky grey-skinned man with dark robes flashed through the screen and the intricate pictures robbed Steve of any other thoughts besides this boy, the last picture was of him smiling with the four figures, then the screen turned dark as JARVIS spouted out information.

"Jack Frost, or Joukl Frosti mythical god, or legend that brought snow. In Fury's files, it deems this particular teen as the Guardian of Fun," Tony was slow to reply.

"Guardian of Fun?" Tony asked dumbly, Steve risked a glance out at Director Fury, who was thank god busy with one of the agents who was playing a computer game while on the job. Steve shook his head and turned to Stark who was disposing of the evidence that they had ever found out about this boy named Jack. Steve was quick to join in.

After everything had been burned (Please don't ask, Steve tended to just go with the flow) They both sat down heavily in the laboratory, Steve rubbed his temples with both hands.

"Well," Tony says, "How're we going to get him out?" Steve looked up surprised. He didn't think Tony had cared much about kids, but he must have guessed wrong. In answer, Steve waved a hand.

"Hold on Stark, we need to know where he is first," Steve pointed out seriously as Tony sat back in the metal chair, grumbling curses under his breath. He repeated the name of the cell to Tony. "Cell B-45 WARDEN-D? Can you search it on JARVIS-?"

"Already searching coordinates, Mr. Rogers," JARVIS replied mechanically, causing Steve to jump slightly. Tony smiled slightly at this reaction, and ran a hand through his hair, sweat forming on his hairline.

"A test-subject," Tony informed Steve, who looked up, eyes inquiring, "I think...they're testing on him," He said slowly. Steve shook his head and Tony continues, "I think they're testing his strength, his abilities, if this boy is Jack Frost, I used to always like and hear the tales from my nephew, Jamie, of how he was a Guardian along with the Easter Bunny, Santa Clause, Tooth Fairy, and the Sandman, which would explain the four other things in the picture," Realization hit Tony, "That lanky man, must have been the Nightmare King, I'm so glad I listened to Jamie's stories! No wonder Jack Frost sounded so, recognizable..."

Steve shook his head, "You have a nephew?" Tony waved off the question.

"Not entirely, Rogers, more like, family in everything but blood. He's my apprentice I guess back at Stark Towers, he's going to a boarding school and comes from Burgess, Virginia and we're housing him for now, Pepper's adopted sisters is his mom, we didn't tell the public about him, he's nine now, and he's a genius, but anyways, he would always talk about his best friend, Jack Frost! He said something before I got here two weeks ago (A/N: Sorry if I got the time thing wrong but I had to change some things in order to make this fit my plot!) about how Jack had been gone...for two weeks!"

"Then, this must be the boy Jamie was talking about!" Steve said in awe.

Tony nodded, and continued his explanation, "Yes, Jack Frost fought and defeated the Nightmare King, or Pitch Black as Jamie said," Tony frowned, "Jamie said that Pitch gives nightmares, and that's why everyone had been having nightmares, and Jack defeated him all by himself, Jamie mentioned on how he had overheard the Guardians talking to MIM whoever the hell that is-and something about how Jack was the most powerful of them all!"

"That's why SHIELD wants him!" Steve concluded on his own, "To make him a weapon of-"

"Mass Destruction," They both said in dawning horror, and meeting each others eyes.

"Cell B-45 WARDEN-D located, Mr. Stark, and Mr. Rogers,"

A/N: CLIFFFHANNNGGGEERRR! :) Let me explain how Jamie and Tony link. Jamie's mom is Pepper's adopted sister in my universe, and Jamie is at a boarding school in New York so obviously, Tony and Pepper were able to house him and Tony likes to listen to Jamie's stories because he never had time for fairytales when he was a kid. He was to busy inventing. Everything clear?

What did you think? I updated earlier than expected-YAY!

R&R peoples! :) Please!?

-Izzi