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new chappie and thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed and faved the previous chappie :) it made me very happy :D

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Jack lay stretched out on a white bed with several yetis bending over him, tending to his wound and carefully avoiding his many scars.

Seeing Jack closer they could really see the many scars that covered his pale skin. The worst one stretched front the base of his throat to just past his belly button, the skin that had grown over it was ridged and ugly and just made the scar look far worse as well as adding to the collage of pain that covered the Guardian of Fun.

The Guardians stood and watched the yetis work on the poor boy and tried to tune out Jack's unconscious moans of pain, knowing that if he was even slightly conscious then he would be holding the pain inside himself, unwilling to show pain in front of anyone.

This was another mental scar from several lifetimes of neglect. Jack hated to show pain, and would be at deaths door before he even let slip the slightest murmur.

The Guardians vowed that they would help Jack to understand that he didn't have to hide his pain, they could and would always help him.

Finally the yetis moved away and they could see Jack properly. He was deathly still and pale (although that was normal) his entire upper body was bound in white bandages with only a few scars in sight as most were covered by the material. His face was drawn with pain though and his eyes darted around beneath the coat of his eyelids, even in his dreams (or nightmares) Jack was still in pain.

For the next little while there was a huddle around Jack's bed as the Guardians watched over the sleeping child and in the case of Sandy giving him sweet dreams. The Guardians stared down at the map of neglect scarring Jack's body and they were unable to assuage the guilt that battered at their consciouses. Finally Jack's eyes flickered open and all of the Guardians sighed in relief, until his eyes had opened they had all been fighting a fear that the wound was too much and his eyes wouldn't open and he would just slip away. So when Jack's startlingly blue orbs flickered open there was an unspoken sense of relief in the room.

Jack came to with a radiating pain in his belly and the Guardians staring down at him with concern shinning in their eyes. As soon as he sat up he was almost suffocated by Tooth as she pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.

"Oh Jack we were so scared when we saw you!" Tooth's big violet eyes filled with tears as she regarded Jack, who couldn't help but feel that there was another reason for her sudden outburst, there was something the Guardians weren't sharing with him but involved him.

Jack glanced down at his bandaged belly and couldn't hold back a wince when he saw his own blood slowly seeping through the white material, his gaze was drawn to the hated scars on his body and he realised what the Guardians had been keeping from him, they had seen the scars he had always tried to hide.

The Guardians exchanged uncomfortable glances, each one reluctant to ask the question that all burned in their minds.

Jack sensed this and smiled sadly.

"Wondering where and when I got them right?" Jack had to laugh at the sheepish expressions on the faces of beings that were centuries old, it was priceless.

"Three hundred years of solitude and struggling to survive leaves its mark somehow and this is how it left its mark on me." Jack's smile fell from his lips at the Guardians guiltily faces, however he said nothing to ease the guilt, they all knew that it was their fault and nothing that Jack said could convince them otherwise.

"But there is so many and they are so bad, Jack please tell us how they all came to be so that we can help any way that we can."

"No, these scars belong to the past and that is where I intend to leave them." Without looking at the Guardians, Jack pulled the duvet up over his belly hiding his hated scars from view; the Guardians though, weren't accepting that.

"Jack you drongo we want to help and we can't to do that if you won't tell us the history of those scars." Bunny placed what he obviously hoped was a comforting hand on Jack's shoulder but it only caused a vicious fury to waken in Jack, a fury that had been suppressed for far to long, Jack turned to face them and the burning fury in his eyes scared them and unconsciously they all took a step back.

"You want to know the history? Well let me tell you it if you so desire to know." The venom in Jack's voice startled even him and for a second he regretted what he was about to say but it was to late now, the fire had been started all that was left was to wait for it to die down.

"Once upon a time there was a lonely and confused boy who was desperate for anyone who would notice him and take care of him." Jack took in the Guardians hurt faces and this just further fuelled the fire.

"The only ones who could see him and were able to help him, wrote him off as a born trouble maker and not worth their time, not once to they bother to reach out to a boy who was crying out for it, months turned to years which turned to decades and centuries and despite his many efforts not one of them reached out a helping hand." Jack was breathing hard by this time and he could feel tears beginning to form in the corners of his eyes, but his fire wasn't completely burnt yet.

"So the boy was left to fend for himself, learn how to control the power that lurked just beneath the surface, he tried so hard to control it and for the most part he succeeded but the one time it gets away from him the strength of it almost kills him and just when he needs someone to help him a saviour appears." Jack lifted his head and glared at Bunny, who in turn froze as he realised what was coming next.

"But no, the boy's 'saviour' was no saviour, just someone who needed to discipline the trouble maker and was so fixed on this task that the blood that coated the boy was ignored as was the pain that burned in the boy's eyes, his 'saviour' cared nothing for him and after he was done rebuking the boy he left, without even noticing the blood that stained the white snow." The fire that fuelled Jack finally died leaving Jack with an empty hole inside him that for so long had been filled with bitterness and anger. Silence followed his outbreak as the Guardians all struggled with the vicious stabs of guilt Jack's tale had created.

"Jack, we never…" North began but he soon left his words hanging in the air as he realised how pathetic and useless they were and silence ruled again.

"Jack, mate, we know that we made a huge mistake and we should have reached out to you as soon as MIM created you, not when it suited us and we really are trying to help you now, to make up for our past mistakes." Jack looked at them through tear filled eyes.

"Oh Jack." Tooth's mothering heart took over and she pulled Jack into a hug, hiding him from the world as he sobbed for all the past pains he had suffered.

Soon the others joined in and cocooned Jack inside a protective and caring huddle while he sobbed.

Slowly they heard his breath slow down, with just the odd hiccup disturbing the even pace and finally he relaxed against Tooth and his eyes slid closed.

"Let him rest now Tooth and we will stay here and watch over him until he wakes, Sandy if you would." Tooth gently laid Jack down and Sandy sent a stream of golden sand his way and soon there was golden dolphins dancing above Jack's head and a smile stretched across his tear-stained face.

So there ya go! Hope you enjoyed it and please review :) it means so much to me! Next chapter will be the stories behind the scars :O so please stick with me :D