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Chapter 12: The Sacrifice of Sight (Part 2)

I felt the softness of the snow I laid in. It was fresh and the chill was comforting, like it was something I was born in. I didn't want to leave this comfort. I didn't want to leave the snow. When I finally made myself get up a rush came over me, and it I felt like was floating, no flying. It was like a dream… I saw the moon and the starry night sky as I hovered in the air. I was, "Jack Frost". Like The Jack Frost. I laughed and started freaking out. The first thing I thought was "I gotta show Emma!" I told the wind to take me home and it pushed me through the sky. Landing back in Burgess, right next to the river by my house. No one was there, and I couldn't help but feel that something… was very wrong. I called for my mom, than my dad, but got no reply. So I called for Emma, and she said my name. I ran to her voice, it cried out my name. She begged me to wake up. I didn't understand what she meant, but I didn't care I had to find her. I had make sure she was safe. I had to find my family. I had to find my light in the darkness, but when I looked all I heard were voices and all I found was darkness.

I couldn't see. I couldn't speak. But I could feel. I could smell. And I could hear.

My mother crying, my father shouting, my uncles and aunts grieving. But I could feel this tiny touch, with a strong grip on my hand. It was like I was alive, but wasn't able to prove it to myself, because I couldn't see anything. No light, no color, no images, not even a blur. I was terrified. But this tiny shaking, hand, seemed to be more terrified then me. I fought to find my voice, "Emma?" The grip loosened up and a gasp was heard. Then my name, "Jack!? He's awake?" The touch was gone and my fear increased, but then I heard. "Mommy, Daddy! He's awake! He's awake!" Emma's voice was bright and made me smile.

She was alright, she was safe… but how was I?

"Jack?" I heard and replied, "Mom?" "Oh thank goodness you're awake!" She sounded happy, but I didn't understand. "I'm not dreaming?" I asked. "No honey." She said her voice smiling, but I didn't smile. I lifted my head and felt something wrapped around my face and asked, "If I'm not dreaming… Why can't I see you?" She was silent and I heard her holding tears. "Because… you're eyes are covered dear." She said weakly. "Why" I asked. "Because you're… I…." She took a deep shaky breath and I heard what sounded like her leaving the room.

Then I heard my dad's voice. "Son?" He voice was raspy and weak, it could've been from the shouting I heard. "Dad? I can't see you either. What's going on?" He took a deep breath like my mother, and spoke. "You're in the hospital son. You saved you sister and_" His breath shook again, and he mumbled. "This is my fault." "What's your fault? Dad?" I sat up in a rush and something sparked a pain in my back. I cried out and felt a strong hand block my forward motion, and hold my shoulder.

This pain was like someone set my back on fire, but the flame took forever to go out. "Jack! Don't move… You got hurt and the wound is just beginning to heal." I was shaking, but father's voice sounded close and right next to me. "Dad… what is going on?" I cried and felt my eyes burn with the equal pain of my back. I screamed holding the bandages that wrapped around face and felt my body go into a blaze in pain. My dad shouted for what must have been a doctor, because in seconded I was surrounded by shouts and someone giving orders to knock me out.

A small pain pricked my arm and everything was dark again. I woke up some time later, but this time to voices conversing. I didn't move in fear of the pain, and didn't speak in fear of the response. I just listened. "So doctor how's he looking?" My father asked and the doctor sighed. He explained, "His attack wounds are healing well and the hypothermia has not caused any serious internal damage to his body. Although his body temperature may be permanently altered to a few degrees colder than the average human, but it's not life threatening. Unfortunately his eye condition shows no signs of improving." "Well is there any type of surgery or medicine that we could use to improve it?" My father asked. "We won't know for sure until he regains consciousness and the swelling around his eyes go down completely." I heard my father sigh and silence filled the room, it only took seconds for me to fall back asleep.

I woke up for the third time to something different. There was a since of light around me, but I was in silence. I must have been alone. The feeling of bandaged around my eye were gone, and my face felt lighter. So nimble that I lifted my head up to the ceiling without thinking about. I flinched preparing for pain, but none came. Then I realized looking up I noticed the light in the room getting brighter. "You have a sense of where the light is in the room. That's a good sign." A dark voice startled me, but I knew it from somewhere. My eyes widened as my body turned towards the voice, but a hand covered them. "M… Mr. Black?" I asked confused.

I heard his voice again, "Yes, Frost it's me. I heard about your condition and thought I'd come by and see how my student was doing. They took the bandages off you eye, and the swelling has gone down tremendously, but they wish for you to keep your eyes closed for at least a week or so depending on the time it takes your corneas to completely heal." He removed his hand, and continued to speak. "Keep them closed while I dim the lights for you." I heard his movement come to an end when he sat back down next to me. "Where is my Mom and Dad," I asked. "At your Uncle's with you little sister and Aunt. North decided to stay and Aster will be keep them updated on your condition." I frowned, "They left me here? How long have I been out? What did the doctors say about me?" I asked with a hint of anger in my voice. "You were asleep on and out for two weeks Jack. Please understand that they never left your side during that time. They were practically forced to go home earlier this morning," Pitch explained and I was silent. "What's wrong with me? What did the doctors say," I finally asked. He was silent, just like my mom and just like my dad… Why wouldn't anyone tell me?

His voice caught me off guard, or at least that's what I told myself. "You have a sever eye condition called photokeratitis, or snow blindness. Due the extreme exposure your eyes have received over the years to strong UV rays, your corneas have been brutally burned. They have ran four tests on you so far. With you completely conscious and not intoxicated with pain medication they'll more than likely run one or two more." I listened to him explain all this in disbelief, but realization hit me.

Two weeks.

For two weeks tests were run. For two weeks I didn't see anyone, but I heard them speak. I'd been blind for two weeks. "What about my sister? How is she?" I found myself asking, and heard him chuckle. "She is healthy and just as worried as your parents. That being said," I heard him stand. "I'm going to give them a call and tell them you're awake. The doctors well be in shortly… and Jack. If you see the truth of all this as I have. You know living from now on is not going to be easy, but it's up to you to make your life a life worth living." His words were numb to me at the time.

Few days later I found myself in my room at my Uncle North's house. I didn't have to keep my eyes closed, but I found there was no need open them because I'd see nothing.

I was diagnosed to be permanently blind, at the age of 13.

I didn't see black or white, I either saw darkness or light. I would know when the sun came up and when it went down. My bed had always been next to the window, and the curtains were only opened slightly. It was enough to get light into my room and keep my eyes away from the sun rays. Every morning I'd wake to someone knocking on my door and bringing me breakfast. I'd heard just about everyone's voice, my mom, my dad, Uncle North, and Aster, Aunt Tooth, even Pitch. They each came by to either feed me, talk to me, take care of me or comfort me. But nothing was comforting. Nothing was the same, and I had nothing worth opening my useless eyes for.

For weeks I sat in bed, sinking deeper and deeper into the darkness that was to be my new life. I felt useless, I felt like my life was pointless. What good would I be to anyone? How can I help my family when I couldn't even help myself? What kind of big brother can protect his sister when he can't even see her? It was like my life lost all meaning. I couldn't fallow in my father's footsteps. I couldn't continue to make my mother proud. I could no longer play with or protect my sister. It didn't surprise me or anyone when I fell into a state of depression. I stopped talking and locked people out by silence. Every time someone came to speak to me I heard, but I never listened.

One night when everyone was asleep, I was awake. Sharing the silence with what I assumed with the light of the moon, that shined in my room. Our moment was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Jack?" I looked to the door. Her voice was soft, "Well... I know I haven't come to… to visit or see you, and I'm really sorry for that, but mommy told me not and, and I was afraid you… Well what I mean is, it's dark outside so it won't hurt you and I just wanted to know if may be you'd… wanna build a snowman?" I replied in disbelief and anger, "No, Emma I can't see." "I know you can still do it! You could touch the snow and we could_" "Go away Emma." I ordered and was met with silence. "O…ok" She whispered and the silence returned.

The next day I woke in the afternoon, the sunlight was low in my room. Someone left me lunch and after feeling around to grab it, I ate and sat in my silence, but something faint caught my ears. The crunching of snow, the faint sounds of struggled pushing and pulled. Emma? What was she doing? I faced the window to hear more snow crunching and struggling. Finally it came to a stop, but something horrible fallowed this silence… Crying. My eyes widened at the sound and my body reacted, rushing out the room and down the stairs. I was out the door in second's right by the window to clearly hear my little sister crying. "I did this," I said weakly and walked to her. "Jack?" She sniffled, "What are you doing out here?" "Why are you crying?" I asked, she was silent. "Because_*Sniff* I'm a bad little sister… I mean *Sniff*_ it's my fault that your blind, and I'm so useless that I couldn't help you like everyone else. And mommy and daddy are worried about you, but won't talk to me and, and, and_ *Sniff* Jack I'm sor _"

I cut her off with a hug. The feeling of her in my arm was comforting. "Jack? Jack your shaking. Are you cold?" She asked, and I cried into her shoulder.

"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry I made you worry… But Emma I don't regret anything. I'd go blind a thousand times over if it meant you were safe. As long as I can hear you voice and know that you're alright, I'm fine. And I don't need eyes to see that you're a great little sister and I love you." I smiled and let her go only to have her arms clamp around my neck. "I love you too Jack!" Her voice smiled and we shared each others warmth. In the moment I knew I found my light in the dark. I put her down and smiled. She spoke first, "Jack do you_" "Jackson Frost!? GET BACK IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW!"

My mom shouted from my window and we both laughed. "Next time Emms," I smiled at her and we went inside hand in hand. When we walked to the first stair I picked her up like I always did, walked up the porch steps and into the house. Once inside I put her down, but she grabbed my pants leg calling my name. "Yeah?" I asked, "You brought me like you always did." She pointed out and I shrugged, "Yeah so?" "You did that by yourself." Her voice was high and excited. I smirked and tapped my head, "Photographic memory Emms remember?" "Yeah, but if you can remember what you use to see. Do you think you can remember what you feel, and hear, or, or smell," She asked excited. I was confused, but only for a moment and smiled. "I don't see why not. If I practice, I'm pretty sure I could." She corrected me, "I know you could!"

The next morning I woke to an alarm I set, and struggled to set dressed on my own (but I did it), and before the knock came to my door I opened to hear my little sister gasp. I smiled down at her, "Hey sis. You still wanna build that snowman?" After that my family and I decided to move in with Uncle North. Dad sold his shop in Burgess, and we were home schooled. My mom taught Emma, while Pitch taught me. I learned to read and write in braille the old fashion way, but it took too long and the books were annoying.

So my uncle North made a set of personal tablets and electronics for me, I could us to write, read and enjoy the internet again. My Uncle Aster began teaching me tai chi, while my Uncle North showed me how to fight with swords and staffs. I figured out how to cook with my nose with my mom, and my Aunt Tooth helped me get used to living in the outside world again.

For 5 ½ years I practiced everything I learned, and used everything I was given to get my life back on track. I found myself regaining my confidence, and strength and began to realize that there was nothing wrong with me. I could live a normal life like anybody else, with or without eyesight.

That being said I wanted to get out of that house. I was tired of being trapped inside and keeping my sister inside along with me. Granted we had a bunch of fun in that house. Not a moment went by that I wasn't smiling at the sound of my family. Funny how I wanted to consume myself in darkness, alone with my curse and come to find that sound was my light and comfort. Hearing was my favorite sense. Touching was a close second, but hearing was my new way of seeing, and I wanted to see new things. After begging my parents and meeting Mr. M, who was an old friend of the family and Pitch. They agreed to let me move to Berk on my own.

But before I left I did do one thing that may have terrified my family more than moving overseas. I hit the slopes with my dad. He was wary, but I guess after seeing me hit a few hills he was right by my side for the ride. We'd become pretty distant after my accident and just couldn't connect like we use too. But it's like in a week… my last week, we regained that connection and it stands till this day.

While I put my things on the plain everyone said their goodbyes.

"You stay outta trouble you hear Frostbite, and don't forget your morning and afternoon training!" "You got it Uncle Kangaroo." He pointed at me, "Watch it mate." "Remember to brush your teeth and know your home like that back of your hand." "Yes auntie Tooth." She kissed me.

"You'll be back for Christmas no?" "And mess a yearly tradition? Of course North." He laughed, "That is boy! Remember Keep weapons clean and in safe place." I nodded. "Well Frost, you did it. It took a lot of hard work, long nights and headaches, but you did it. Now tell me Jack, What do you think of your life?" I smiled at Pitch. "A life worth living sir."

"Jack," I faced my mom. "Study hard, and make sure you eat breakfast, lunch and dinner. Thank Mr. Moon when you see him and don't forget to call. You got all that young man?" "Yes, ma'am every word." She showered in kisses and hugs. "Son." "Dad." "Call when you land, and make sure you have all your things…" He was silent and so was I. "I'm proud of you son. You did an amazing thing, and had an amazing sacrifice, but you turned that sacrifice into a hell of a gift." He chuckled, I did too and was taken aback by his hug. "I'm proud to call you my son Jackson. Stay safe." I returned his hug with just as much love. I let go and headed to the gate only to turn and pick up my running little sister into a hug.

She laughed and I smiled at her arms around my neck. She'd been crying, I could smell the salt from her tears. "I'm goanna miss you," I smiled. "I'm goanna miss you more," She said sweetly. "I'm goanna miss you most," I chuckled and hugged her one more time. "Do you have to go?" "No, but I want to see new things and live life on my own. And I want you to see new thing, make new friends and have fun. So you can be ready to live on your own when it's time." "Ok…" Her voice pouted. "Come on Emms. Do it for me?" "Ok, but only because you're my hero Jack," "Thanks sis," I smiled and put her down. She ran back to the family and rushed back to me. "Don't forget this," She said and place the wooden staff I used to save us in my hand.

"You may be my hero, but you can be clumsy at times." "Hey!?" I arched an eyebrow, she giggled, "Be careful Jack." I smiled at nodded, "You got it Emm."

I turned away hearing my families goodbyes, and started my new life here in Berk. Jack smiled at the three teen not needing to see their studded faces, and couldn't help but laugh at the awkward silence. "I told you guys it was a long story," He chuckled. "Ai, but it was_" Merida said wide eye trying to find the word. "It was_, "Hiccup searched for the word too. "Incredible," Rapunzel said with wide eyes and a smiled. Jack gave a sheepish grin at the group, "Thanks for listening."

So NOW YOU KNOW!
Did you like it? Was it emotional enough for you? Did I make you feel?

I had the story of his accident ready before I even started writing the story lol. It took a bit a research. I wanted to relate the accident to snow, and what Jack Frost was about.

I think it turned out nicely, now it's time to develop friendships, make some romance, a little drama and a bunch of fun times. YAY!

Chapter 13 will be up next weekend, till then ladies and gentlemen, Review and Read on!

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