When the stitched Jack finally awoke, he found himself in the infirmary.
Looking down at himself he felt neatly sewn stitches covering his body, some open to the air and others bound with pure white gauze. His skin had been cleaned, scrubbed red in some places. He had been dressed in a white singlet and long, loose black pants, embroided along the bottom with spirals. He noticed that despite his lips being unsewn, they were still frosted together.
Jack stood, swaying slightly as his disembodied eye moved about in the socket. Holding his head, he waited until it stopped moving before heading towards the door. Opening it he travelled down the corridor towards the noisiest part of the workshop. As he passed them, elves peered up at him, before looking at each other with confused and scared expressions and running away as fast as their tiny feet could carry them.
He found the rest of the Guardians in one of the main sitting room, talking quietly amongst themselves. Sandy looked up when he spotted Jack out of his perhipheral vision. He jingled a nearby elf and caught the others attention, guesturing to the doorway, where Jack stood.
"Ahh Frost! Good to see you up and about. You were not out for long." North said cheerfully as the boy silently took a seat on the sofa, seating himself next to a very disgruntled Bunny. Jack kept the Pooka, seating himself so that his back was against the arm of the sofa.
"So Jack. How long has this been happening?" North quiered guesturing to Jacks body. He thought for a moment before he held up his hand. He held up three fingers, clenching his fist twice to signify zeros.
"Jack can you speak? Because that would make it much easier to understand, rather than your odd hand signals." North questioned. He had noticed that whilst he slept , Jack made no noise whatsoever, even his breathing was silent.
Jack nodded, summoning a dagger of ice in his hand. Bunny flew off the couch at the sight of it. Looking at them all, he motioned for them to look away before bringing the blade up to his mouth. Just as North turned around, he forced the blade between his frozen lips and twisted. He grunted as North cried out as he forced the blade sideways, cutting through the ice. At North's cry the others spun round, just as Jack pulled the blade out. They all cried out and rushed to him, as he began to pry his mouth open with his fingers.
Before any of them could reach them, Jack's mouth fell open. He began to stretch it , rubbing it as the muscles began to work again. Air that had been there since he had sealed it up, rushed out filling the air with the smell of decaying flesh. Tooth gasped at the smell, but brightened at the sight of polished pearly whites that lived in the boys mouth. She fluttered over sticking her fingers and batterd the hands awau and pushed her hands away.
"I…. have…. one….. But….. I….. choose…. Not….. to…. Use….it." Jack whispered, his small voice penetrating the silence in the room. Blood dripping down his chin as it began to move again.
"Jack, You should have asked up to do that! Your just hurting yourself more!" Bunny yelled at him. Jack flinched and glared at him.
"Shut…. Up….Killer" Jack whispered, anger in his words.
Silence filled the room.
Authors Note: Hola~! I'm very sorry about the wait and the length of this chapter. I have been finishing off Uni Assessments and getting ready for Supanova Perth! I'm going as Pitch Black on Saturday as part of a ROTG group and as Elk from .hack/ on Sunday!
I have made Pitch's Arrow and it looks awesome!
So if you live in Perth and see me, come and say hello
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