A/N: Okay, just a little explaining. Jack will remain human until the bond is fully formed with Bunnymund and Jack. Pooka's (this is my own version) have a life mate, which a mark of their life mate would appear on their fur over their heart to indicate who it is. Since Pooka's shift, gender does not matter but you will find out their roles. I'm going off the movie ect that Jack did in fact die and was saved. So bear with me while I explain.
Chapter 10
3rd POV
Tsar watched from above in horror as he saw the life force of Jack flicker in the depths of the lake. His moonbeams spread out quickly to conjure Seraphina, Ombric and Father Frost to Burgess; the home of their Pooka. Yes they had chosen the boy as their own, he was their son. He held a piece of all of them in a way, Tsar's humour, Seraphina's compassion, Frost's magic and Ombrics love for learning new things.
"Tsar, why… oh no!" Seraphina cries as her hands flung out. The ice cracked as Father Winter raised his staff and smacked the lakes surface. Ombric stood by with a solemn look as Mother Nature and Father Winter raised their boy from the water.
We must save him… He has many things he has yet to accomplish, his mate is in agony. Tsar casts to his friends minds before a single strong beam of light falls on the floating body.
"He will not remember, he will have his Pooka habits though and everything… but not his memories… there will be times where he will receive flashes of them… he will be safe till you choose him." Obric states before raising his hand and casts a soft gold glow around the boy. Winter and Seraphina raised their hands and let their magic flow into the boy.
Soon they watched as dark hair turned that pure white of his Pooka fur, they knew his eyes will be the crystal blue of his true form. His skin reflected his fur, white as snow and smooth as ice.
You must hide now and I will awaken him. I will tell his name and then I will rest… You mustn't guide him, he needs to figure his own way for now. Tsar sends them.
The three figures bow their heads to the moon before backing away, Father Winter only holding back some and looking to the moon. "Jack. He is Jack Frost. The Winter Prince, tell his name he will know the rest in time." He states before concentrating on his staff, with a grunt he separated a piece, one that looked like a shepherd's hook and placed it on the surface close to the boy.
Ombric, Seraphina and Tsar watched in surprised silence. Though they knew better – other spirits considered Father Frost to be cold and cruel…. But if they saw what he just did… they would not think that way ever again.
Because every spirit with conducts for their powers like Frost's staff - even ones without it – knew breaking even just a little bit would cause immense pain. And to do it willingly? That spoke volumes.
With one last look they left, leaving a bit of themselves behind as they did so.
Jack blinked the first thing he remembered was darkness. It was dark and it was cold. Jack was scared but something within him told him he didn't have to be. He was safe.
His eyes opened and the first thing he saw was the moon, large and bright as it cast its rays of light down upon him. A frown pulled at his features as he tried to remember who he is or what he was. Something niggled in his mind but yet he couldn't grasp it.
"Who am I?" He asks himself as he slowly gets placed on his feet. His eyes land on the wood next to him and carefully jabs it with his toe; laughing as sparks of frost fly off at his touch and casts brilliant snowflakes and frost patterns across the ice. Picking it up he looks up the moon once more, "Who am I?"
Your name is Jack Frost…
A/N: Right. Choice. You all can either have Bunnymund next with his pain and finding out of the new frost spirit. OR have a massive few years skip for Jack and a bad run in with another spirit.
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