A/N: Right so here is some Angst. It will be shorter than the other chapters too.
Chapter 17 – Winter of 68'
3rd POV
Jack laughed as he spread the snow around the towns below. It was Easter Sunday and soon the children would be coming out to hunt for the eggs the Easter Bunny had hidden for them, Jack thought the eggs would look pretty against the sparkling white snow. Though Jack would never admit it out loud but he wanted to impress the Easter Bunny; he couldn't understand why it was necessary but he just needed to be close to the rabbit; it was something he couldn't understand.
Sometimes he saw flashes of images in his dreams, ones he couldn't explain or clearly see… or remember the details when he woke up. Though mainly it was sounds and scents that triggered the small flashes of images. Like the scent of freshly turned dirt and the beginnings of spring made him remember turned fields amongst the snow and into the spring. The scent of campfires brought laughter in the wind as it softly crackled.
It was these things that he didn't understand for he was born from water and ice. He was born an elemental and these were places he didn't remember being or seeing in his long life.
A wail pierced the silence, one that had jack instantly flying through the forest below him to the source of the noise. Horror filled him as he saw a little boy in the river being dragged away by its currents.
"HELP! MOMMY!" The boy wailed and Jack quickly flew over him. "HELP ME!" the boy wailed again as he held his hands above him, Jack in his shock dropped close to the water's surface; the boys panicked grey eyes following him.
Without thinking Jack hooked his staff around the boy and jerked. The motion sent them barrelling through the air and landing in a snow bank off to the side. The boy still cried as he clutched his arm to his chest, blood staining the snow as it flowed from hidden wounds.
"Shh shh it's-it's okay, my name is Jack." Jack whispered, his hands hovering over the boy. Rage at what he was flowing through him and being unable to help the boy.
"M-My name Jack too," The boy sobbed as he wiped his face, his teeth chattering from the cold.
"How did you get in the river Jack?" Jack asked the small boy softly, sitting in the snow as his eyes trailed over the boy looking for the source of the blood.
Little Jack sniffled softly, "I wasn't 'sposed to be out… But I saw a bunny and chased it, it was the Easter bunny! I got lost an-and fel-l-ll in r-r-river." He cried with clattered teeth. "I cold Jack." The boy sobbed, holding his arms out for a hug.
"I-I-I can't give you a hug… I'll make it worse…" Jack trailed off, his voice full of sadness. The boy whimpered before curling into himself, looking up at Jack with hooded eyes.
"T-Tell me a story?" The boy asked softly before yawning. Jack nodded before launching into a story he had heard long ago, stopping half way as he realised the boy had gone to sleep… no, the boy was pale blue; his lips a deep purple as a puddle of red splattered the snow under his body.
A scream of agony escaped his lips as he shot forward and cradled the body in his arms, tears falling as he clutched the child closely. Guilt, hate and grief filled his system as he let out loud cries into the night sky. The snow falling harder and harder in his grief almost blanketing them, after what seemed like hours did Jack stop and began to walk towards civilisation. He placed the boy down gently in a yard of a home that backed onto the forest before storming through to his pond. A cry of rage and grief slipping from his chest as he wildly spun his staff sending out bolts of frost before collapsing in a heap by the side of his lake.
A/N: Oh no :(
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