The Rebirth

by emmaontheice

It's been 10 years since Pitch was thrown into the place where he belonged. Everything's gone great, a period of peace, at least for the guardians and their newest member Jack Frost. But that period is over. Pitch is back, and Jack has to prove himself once again that he is in fact a guardian, even if he's a bit rough on the edges. But can Jack Frost handle Pitch's new companion?

3. Chapter 3

HEY EVERYONE, THIS IS VERY VERY VEEERY LATE BUT...sorry. It's also short. BUT BUT, I'm back and ready I think so be prepared for the next update.

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Silence. It seemed so familiar to me now, that utter silence that echoed in my mind. Everyone seemed rather shocked now. To them it was probably Pitch's return, however for me; it was a completely different story. How it happened I don't understand. Turning to the others, their shoulders seemed to be slumped, and their faces rather solemn.

"I don't understand how this happened…" North muttered, as the yetis began to swipe up the black sand, inspecting it almost, before tossing it back on the floor. The elves shuffled, their bells breaking the silence that seemed to have already settled in the atmosphere we were all in. I had no clue what it was, but that feeling didn't escape my gut. I felt nauseas control my body.

Tooth, probably the first to notice, hovered over, pulling me into a embrace, which I returned. The smoothness of her feathers slightly tickled me as I pulled her away. The stern look in her eyes scared me, fore I didn't expect her to look like so. North and Sandy, followed by Bunny came over, as they eyed the perimeter, expecting for Pitch to return. Of course, he didn't so they returned to me.

"How…" I whispered, "How did Pitch do that…?"

"Do what, Jack…?" North replied, as he placed his rough hands upon my shoulder.

"How did he…Emma…she…" I couldn't even finish my words.

I didn't want to finish what I had to say. North looked at Bunny, whom then turned to Sandy. Sandy only shrugged, forming a question mark above his head. It was obvious, they didn't know. How in the world did Pitch even know that Emma was my sister? He couldn't have known that so easily. The thought though, tainted my mind, as I rubbed my head in attempt to get the stress out.

Tooth sighed, and motioned for us to go to the table. We hesitated, but followed her, the wings upon her back creating its signature hum. We all took a seat, not really knowing what to do. We knew Pitch was going to strike, and I thought we were well prepared for this. I guess the initial shock got the better of us.

A few moments passed, before Tooth spoke, and we looked up to listen.

"I…I believe I know how Pitch was able to return, as well as the issue with your sister, Jack.," she looked down, and then back up. "It also…may have been my fault."