Author's note: Thank you for any reviews and for reading. Please ignore the muffled complaining in the background. Ella may have tied Jack up and stuffed a bunch of cookies in his mouth to keep him quiet o.o….. I am not responsible for anything.

Bunny's POV:

Warm? Why is Burgess of all places warm in the winter?! Where is that bloody show pony anyway? There hasn't been much snow anywhere in the world. You'd of thought he would at least be semi responsible with his winter duties. (not counting his several attempts to pester me by freezing the warren) I still remember Mother Nature's fury when she burst into the pole. She was not happy in the slightest about the lack of snow. Even the North Pole, while still cold, seems to have been lacking its usual snowfall and blizzards. We've been searching the whole day so when we finally find Frostbite, he'll have quite a bit of explaining to do, primarily to his boss. I cant even express how irritated I am right now, considering I cant even seem to pick up his scent. (which is highly unusual for a great tracker such as myself) It's almost as if he disappeared from the face of the earth entirely! North says this is not like Jack and so he must have a very good reason but what reason could the little bugger possibly have to neglect bringing snowfall for a whole three days?!

"BUNNY!" A yell rang in my ears and I instantly recognized it as Tooth. She didn't seem very happy.

I darted towards the yell and found her standing above something. She turned to look at me with a partly worried expression and stepped away from it so I could see the entire body. It was a nightmare. My body shook with anger; if that blasted shadow was the cause of Frostbite's disappearance, then he was going to pay dearly and judging by Tooth's new expression, I could tell she was thinking the same thing.

"Come on, we need to go warn the others." I said quickly and disappeared into one of my tunnels.

Ella's POV:

Just like Pitch?! How dare he say that! He's never even met me, even if my first impression wasn't the best, he cant say something like that when he doesn't even know who I am. Turning to the wall I shot an icicle out in a burst of anger and the mountain rumbled in response. Why am I angry? I should be in there annoying the living day out of him. Why am I letting his words get to me; I shouldn't be capable of feeling anything?! Still, I think I may have irritated him enough with taking away his speech. That had to have ticked him off badly. Even with his multiple insults, it felt nice to finally talk to a living being after thousands of years. My biggest question is why could he of all people see me? Now most people would say that it is because we're both spirits but that's not always the case. He thought a few centuries without anyone but other spirits was horrible; not even other spirits can see me! But not for long. I don't care if I have to freeze the whole planet! They will see me; I don't care if they hate me will all of their being by the end of this! . .ignored!

I remember when I first realized he could see me. It was so long ago, I was walking through the forest near his lake(which at the time, I had no idea was his). I looked so different then that it would be doubtful that he would remember me. He was walking towards me with his head down; he looked awfully angry but I paid no mind, expecting him to walk right through me. I hadn't bothered moving out of the way; it had happened so many times before, that I became rather desensitized to the horrible empty feeling that consumed my body when someone past through me like a ghost. When he walked right into me, we both fell to the ground with a thud. I was so shocked, that I'd barely had enough time to register what had happened. He quickly got to his feet with a huff and glared at me on the ground.

Conversation flashback:

"Watch where your going!" He yelled.

"Y-you c-can see me?!" I stuttered and while his expression softened, he still had a look of anger.

"You're new aren't you?" He stated in a rather irritated tone. I was about to protest saying that he was the first person to see me in thousands of years but he cut me off.

"Word of advise; no one will care, so don't waste your time caring about others." He stated coldly and with that the wind took him and I was alone again with his words echoing in my head.

End of flashback:

While I still don't care about him in the slightest, I feel I should thank him. He has no idea how much his words changed my perspective on people. He's right; they don't care and they never will. Just that one sentence saved me so much heartache and time in my life. I plan to tell him at some point or another but I should probably let the majority of his anger subside before I confront him again. Not that he'd care anyway about his unknown deed but I might as well thank him for it. After our short little conversation, I began watching him more than anyone else. At first I thought he was exactly like me, only that he hadn't had to endure this cruel fate as long as I but then I slowly realized that other spirits could see him. He felt lonely and isolated and, while I understood that, I wanted to slap him and tell him how blessed he was that at least someone could see him. I tried to tell myself that it wasn't a major difference and that I still wasn't alone with my fate, but then, he had his little fiasco with Pitch and became a guardian. He got all he ever wished for and that made me really angry. I screamed out at the moon for several hours after that, though I was certain that if other spirits couldn't see me then the moon probably couldn't either.

I didn't even have a name when I first woke up. He had so much more than me just by having his name. After the years I couldn't stand having nothing to hold on to so I came up with my own name. The Romans a long time ago actually believed winter was in the personification of a girl who was doomed to an eternity of isolation, so they called me Sola, which is Latin for lonely. I hated it. I didn't want to believe I would always be alone so I came up with my own name, Ella. It still was close to Sola but it sounded cheerful and fun, so I kept it.

A few weeks after Jack becoming a guardian, I decided enough was enough. I wouldn't tolerate it any longer so I made up my mind right there, that I would do anything in my power to get the other spirit's attention…and it worked. The first to realize he was gone was Mother Nature of course, considering she's the one who keeps all the seasons in balance all over the planet and snow was lacking all over the globe. The first people she would go to looking for him was the guardians. I didn't want to attract their attention too fast to me, so I made a little trip to Pitch's lair while Jack was still unconscious and silently snuck a few nightmares out. Not that that idiot would have even seen me taking them because one, none of the other spirits could see me, and two, he was too busy plotting his revenge and wallowing in his defeat. He wouldn't stop muttering to himself and constantly paced the room in anger.

Just as I'd expected, the instant one of the guardians laid eyes on those brainless creatures running around, they blamed Pitch. I wonder what he'll think when he gets an unexpected and very unwanted visit from them. I want to make sure that Jack's hope in the guardians would be crushed. Once I get rid of his hope, then I can really get in his head. He's the one I blame most, though I'm not sure why, other than the fact that he left me in the dark that fateful night, showing he didn't deserve what he has now and still got it. He doesn't deserve to be seen.

I calmed my breathing and stood there, alone, as usual. I thought that it wouldn't matter how much he insulted me as long as I was getting interaction but as soon as his cursed insult left his lips, I felt like I was going to tear him to pieces. It left a painful stab inside me that I thought I would never feel again because of all the walls I had built to block out the world; I was wrong. I'm fairly certain that he's never going to say anything like that again, if he knows what's good for him.

The wind blew around me soothingly to say everything was alright. I know the wind is no real living being but its all I ever had so I cherished it like a friend. The wind is his friend too; its how we both fly. It makes me feel odd to know someone else can do all the things that I can, though I'm sure he doesn't have half the control I do, still, even after three hundred years he didn't do half the damage I did. Despite everything, he still loved the children he protected.

At that moment I began to feel an odd feeling inside. Was-was that…guilt?! I pushed it down but out of wonder, I silently walked down the hall and glanced around the corner to where he was. He sat there twiddling his thumbs(probably out of sheer boredom) and lightly banging his head against the wall behind him. He'd given up on trying to get the gag off hours ago but every now and then he would pull on it to see if there was any chance it had weakened. I watched him curiously. He didn't seem to be able to sit still for two minutes; it was almost as if he had a hidden store of energy ready to run, jump, and play at any moment, or in this case, get away. I wish there was a chance he could understand how I feel, but he said so himself. No one will ever care, and that probably includes him. I've based my actions and life on those words. He shifted every two seconds and did anything he could to avoid just sitting there doing nothing. Even without his staff, he made drawings in the frost on the ground, causing pictures to pop out and dance around for his delight . He even tried to use one to go message his friends but my magic easily cut that off. Immediately as it exit the cave, I caused it to burst apart into snow.

As I watched him I let out a very quiet sigh but, much to my dismay, he picked up on the sound, eyes darting in my direction. What started as a very bored look turned into a hatful glare and immediately I went back, pretending that nothing had happened. I wasn't sure why but I wanted to do something, anything to get that horrible look off his face. Maybe if…maybe if I let him out and take the gag off. There's absolutely no way he'd be able to get in or out without me willing the force field around the mountain to go down. It hides everything from the outside and keeps everything on the inside, so I wouldn't need to worry about that. As for the gag…I'll do my best to ignore that but if it gets too bad it can always go back on. The silence is already starting to kill me when I know there's someone I could be talking to. Maybe…it wont be so bad.

Jack's POV:

I cant really tell anymore just how long I've been sitting here doing ABSOLUTLY NOTHING! I hate being in small restricted spaces one, and two, I hate not being able to just randomly spout comments to, if nothing else, irritate the cruel witch down the hall. I sent one of my frost creatures out to get help but judging by the empty feeling I got just after it left, I can guess she probably destroyed it. I've been subconsciously playing with my fingers and hitting my head on the wall so much I'm starting to give myself a headache.

I moved into a different position again to keep myself comfortable until I heard a light sigh. I snapped at the sound with my eyes quickly darting around in case it might be one of my friends coming to find me but, of course, it was just the one person I wished I'd never have to see again. I glared at her and her eyes widened in the realization she'd been spotted and she withdrew from her spot and retreated back down the hall. Was she watching me? Of course it's normal to check and make sure your prisoner was still there from time to time but it seemed like she was standing there a while before I actually noticed her. Despite her annoyance and threatening temper, I couldn't help but wonder why there was a flash of sudden panic in her eyes that she had never shown before. She was scared that I'd seen her and that was the last thing I expected from her, based off her previous actions. She was practically evil; at least she seemed practically evil in the few times we talked before she gagged me.

I couldn't get my mind off of what she'd said earlier; about things being nearly the same as they were before I was chosen for my role in protecting the children. None of the others really had time for me because they were so busy with their own jobs and I'm the only one out of the group, who's job doesn't require me to constantly have my focus directed on one thing. I have the children though and they play with me all the time, but they're all going to grow up at some point and forget me. I know it'll happen but it makes me feel a bit empty inside. I remember confronting Jamie on the matter because he kept commenting one day that I didn't seem as happy as usual and, of course, he denied that it would ever happen. Either way, I'm glad I have him…for now.

Suddenly I felt the gag dissolving into water and what startled me more was when the bars in front of me did the same. I looked around for any sign of Ella but she wasn't in the room. Maybe this wasn't supposed to happen, maybe there was a flaw in her magic. Just in case, I got up as quietly as possible and started to search for two things; my staff, and an exit. She was only able to get me easily last time, because she got my staff. This time, it would be a different case.

The halls were long and numerous; I wasn't sure I would be able to find my staff or an exit in time. I came to the fifth hallway and walked till I was led to a dead end…again. I let out a sigh and turned back around, but was stopped short when I ran right into something, or most unfortunately in my case, someone. She looked down at me with a glare. Great, there went my chance of getting out but I wouldn't go down without a fight so, I shot to my feet and balled my fists, ready to dodge her attacks…that…never came. Instead she crossed her arms and raised and eyebrow, as if this was the most hilarious thing she'd seen all day and stood there, staring at me.

"Wow." She stated sarcastically. "That was…pathetic."

"What, no demonic tantrum?" I mocked.

"Why would I throw a fit at something I did?"

I stared at her for a moment, trying to process what she'd just said. She let me out?! Why, why would she do that? This had to be a trick; she's waiting for me to let my defenses down so she can drag me back with no trouble! She wouldn't have just let me out for no reason. There were so many things I wanted to tell her, so I got the most important out of the way first.

"Where is my staff?" I demanded.

"Like I'd tell you." She stated plainly.

Without waiting for me to reply, she turned away and headed back down the hall. In irritation, I did the dumbest and most ineffective thing I could do at that moment; I threw a snowball at her. It was as if time slowed down and I watched the snow glide through the air toward her. She turned at the sudden swish of air she heard and it hit her. I hadn't expected it to happen so perfectly but their she was with a half shocked, half unreadable expression on her face as she slowly calculated what happened. For a moment, she just stood their then slowly she started wiping the slushy substance off her face with what looked like a forced smile.

"What was that?" She asked, giving me a look that said 'you've got to be kidding'.

"…"

She glared, waiting for an answer.

"…snowball?"

Author's note: hey! I'm happy with all the reviews! So cool! Also, after I am finished with my two ongoing stories, I will be starting a series of one-shots.

Jack: No it *spits out remaining cookie crumbs*… isn't!

Ella: Oh, get over yourself!

Me: Thanks for the support Ella, but I was fine.

Ella: No you weren't, He was a jerk.

Me: No really, I…

Ella: Shut it!

Jack: o.o