Alpha 22

AN: I know it's been over a week; sorry I had a lot of school work. My ahole history of a history teacher made us write a test and a 5 paragraph essay in one period (70min).

"Where the hell is the bloody place?!" Bunny growled. The Guardians had been flying around in the sleigh trying to find Abstrego's headquarters.

"Are we even in the right country?" Tooth asked.

"Gotta be, there's the coliseum." Bunny answered pointing at the land mark. "Really need to get a gps in this thing North!"

Sandy jumped up and down with an exclamation mark over his head trying to get the Guardians attention. None of them noticed until he yanked on one of Bunny's ears. The tall rabbit let out a high picked screech that got the Guardian's attention.

-"Doth mother know, you wearith her drapes?"-

AN: Jacks Pov

Jack flew through the front door of Abstergo Entertainment. He knew that the average worker most likely would not be able to see him, but the scientists, security guards and the higher ups would. The assassin kept out of the way of security cameras and stuck close to the ceilings. He found an unlocked broom closet and crept inside. There was an air vent in the corner. Jack flew up and made a screwdriver out of ice and unscrewed the cover. He climbed in and crawled up to the 3rd floor.

The winter spirit kicked the cover off the vent and looked around. He was in a long pure white hall with evenly spaced white doors. Each door had a plant on both sides of it. They were the only spots of color in the boring hall. Jack dropped out of the vent and shifted before he hit the ground. His white fur would blend in better than his sweater, pants and boots.

The second his paws hit the ground someone screamed. It was Jamie. "Jack!" He screamed. He sounded in pain. Jack growled and took off running.

"Daddy!" Amelia screeched. The assassin ran faster towards the sounds. Jack reached the door and shifted while pushing it open.

In the centre of the empty room stood Pitch Black. He was smiling like a Cheshire Cat. "Hello Jack."

"Pitch! Where are they?" Jack demanded with his sharp teeth bared. Someone landed on his back. The assassin lost his balance and fell on his back with the person on top of him. He tried to push the man off, but the man jabbed a needle into his neck. The drugs took affect quickly. They made Jack weak, he couldn't move.

"Get him into the machine."

-"And so, the lion fell in love with the lamb."-

AN: With Avengers

"No." Fury said. "I will not allow you to go to Italy and attack and cause trouble over two kids, one being 'Jack Frost's' daughter. He's just a myth. Let the CIA or FBI take care of it."

The Avengers were in the main meeting room in shields head quarters. They had told the director everything about the guardians and Jack, but left Loki out of it. He was currently disguised and waiting outside of the building. When they had told Fury he had laughed.

"Jack isn't a myth! He's my brother!" Thor growled. He narrowed his eyes at the director.

"No." Fury said again. "That is my final answer."

"But sir, the boy is an American citizen." Cap argued.

Before the director could react Tony stood up from the computer he was sitting at and yelled: "Done!"

"Great! Let's go!" Clint said.

The team turned and left leaving a confused Fury. "Stark! What did you do?!" He growled. The one eyed man walked up to the computer and looked onscreen. There was an opened document for a warrant template with the information filled in. "Dammit, they're more trouble than Loki."

-"I got a jar of dirt; I got a jar of dirt and guess what's inside it!"-

AN: With Guardians.

"Look!" Tooth pointed over the edge of the sleigh. She could see wolves spread out and heading towards the city centre. "Follow them!"

Along chorus of thousands of howls rose and fell.

"What was that about?" Bunny whispered. It was eerie how quiet the city was after the howling. North shrugged and pulled the sleigh down to find a place to land. Sandy made a small sand Jack and a bandage over his head with a question mark. "I hope the bloke's alright." Bunny grumbled.

The Russian found a place to land and pulled the reindeer to a stop on top of one of the buildings. Bunny hopped out of the sleigh onto the roof. He jumped down into the alleyway and looked around. He spotted a pair of purple eyes in the shadows.

"Galaxy?" Bunny asked. The black spotted wolf stepped out of the shadows with a happy bark. There was a loud thump behind him. Bunny turned to see North, Tooth and Sandy behind him in the alleyway. "Do you know where Jack is?" He asked the wolf.

-"We're Vikings, it's an occupational hazard."-

AN: Jacks Pov (memory)

The assassin blinked at the bright white light in his face. The light slowly faded and revealed a familiar scene from over 250 years ago. 'I must be in the animus.' Jack thought. He looked down to see his assassin robes and weapons. He moved his arms. 'Great. I can move!' He thought.

Trees grew high above his head, a few birds twittered along. Conner stomped grudgingly by. The elder assassin had just returned from a mission with the frost spirit. He stomped up the stairs. Jack already knew what the assassin would find. He could smell it. The winter assassin followed Conner into the house.

"Old man!" Conner barked. He walked into Achilles sitting room. Jack stopped at the door frame. He didn't want to interfere. "Achilles?" He asked shaking the man's shoulder. Achilles didn't budge. Conner noticed a crumpled piece of paper in his hand. He carefully took the note and put it into his pocket. The assassin walked slowly back towards Jack.

"Conner?" Jack asked. He looked up at the winter spirit. "I'm sorry."

Conner nodded grimly and walked past Jack. The elder assassin was going to see the minister at the church. He didn't bother taking the path and walked through the forest. Jack followed close behind floating just above the ground. Conner pushed the doors to the church open.

The minister appeared. "What is it?" He asked worriedly.

"Achilles has passed." Conner said slowly. The minister frowned sadly. "He passed peacefully and with dignity."

"A service then?" The priest asked putting a hand on Conner's shoulder. Achilles was the mentor of the North American assassins. He couldn't see Jack, but the winter spirit still grew to like the old man.

"Yes, please prepare something appropriate." Conner paused and looked over to Jack. Then back to the minister. "I'll see that the grave is dug. Can you gather everyone?"

The priest nodded and went to do his task. Conner left the building and headed to the cliff behind the homestead overlooking the sea. He marked a place beside Achilles wife and child. Jack grabbed the shovels from the house and they started to dig.

"Jack?" Conner asked looking up at the storm clouds.

Jack shook his head. "It's a required storm, I can't do anything."

Conner sighed and continued to dig with Jack alongside him. The grave was dug fairly quickly despite the heavy rain.

The next day all the town folks gathered around the grave. Conner stood behind the minister and Jack stayed back behind the crowd. He kept his distance.

The priest began his speech. "Prayer and sermon do not suit this occasion. Achilles was not a man of God. Not my god, at any rate, but he certainly believed in a guiding force and he is at peace now and for this we can be grateful. We lay him to rest here, atop the bluff where he made his honorable dignified life. So he can remain that comfortable presence- the old man on the hill- that we have all grown to depend on. You all had your own relationships with him, your own memories and I implore you to return here when the time is right for you and share those story's with the waves and the trees. Achilles, you will be missed, but never forgotten. Go safely old man, safely to where your soul needs rest." The minister dropped a pure white rose onto the casket. The homesteaders dropped white and red roses before strolling away.

Conner walked up to the casket and pulled an eagle feather out of his pocket. "I will make you proud old man." He said dropping the feather into the grave

Jack blinked in confusion as Conner slowly faded away and he woke up in a different era. His mind was still clouded with the memories as well as the drugs.

"That wasn't nightmarish enough!" Jack heard Pitch laugh.

"The amulet wasn't there either." Warren complained. "Put him into something more painful and helpful." He commanded.

"Yes sir." David said smugly.

AN: New cover! Also Merry Christmas or what ever you celebrate! And if you don't celebrate anything merry normal day!