Chapter 2
"I don't know what's going on North. I feel like I'm missing something or someone. I feel an ache that I don't understand. At least something is not right. My memories aren't complete." Jack choked out turning towards North, who looked at the newest guardian who had a distressed look on his otherwise always cheerful face.
North frowned, crossing his arms and stared at Jack who started pacing and freezing everything that moved. At the rate Jack was going the workshop would freeze in minutes. "What do you mean? You got your memories back Jack." North gave a slight flick of his fingers towards the elves that were frozen to the floor, once freed they all fell down in heap.
Jack Frost came to North in a rush of wind and frost through a open window in the kitchen. The elves burnt Nick's Christmas cookies. They really should just leave the baking to the Yetis. The workshop was covered in frost and it started to drip over everything. To save his work until Christmas, North dragged Jack to his private workshop, the elves peeking in out of curiosity until North slammed the door on their faces, just after Jack slammed his staff on the floor creating a crazy looking snowflake. The elves scattered in a panic. The Yetis were already well out of Jack's range tending to Nick's precious cookies. North's eyes widened in surprise, he knew that snowflake.
"I did, I have, I do but it turns out I had a brother named Jackovich, and Mary's first name was Ana!" Jack stopped to catch his breath, leaning on his staff, not noticing the blue white flickering on the frost. "Did you know I am related to Jamie?! My first believer?"
"Why did you come here and not go to Tooth? She'll know more about memories then anyone. Or at least almost anyone." North pointed out, the snowflake still fresh in his mind, thinking bittersweet memories of his first love, his wife. "I could look up the children you mentioned in my books, but Tooth would be faster."
Jack just shook his head. "I don't know. I just felt I needed to be here. Jamie had pictures of these people and me. As I said, Jamie is part of my family. He's a descendant of Mary, I mean Ana. Her nickname was Flee. Apparently my sister has a lot of names." Jack's smile of amusement faded as his voice grew softer, almost a whisper, like in shame "I, I can't go to Tooth, not how I took my memory box the last time."
Jack looked out the window, embarrassed at the next thing he said. "Besides, Vanish is driving me crazy. I can't think around her." Jack trailed off thinking of Vanish's pretty eyes, the same soft violet of her big sister. Her soft feathers when she jumps on his back from behind and hugs him tightly. His cheeks burned from the kisses he got the last time he went to visit. Baby Tooth grew up to be as beautiful as her big sister. It was strange that she grew though. Very strange. She was more like Tooth then the other tiny tooth fairies. That is he thought it was Baby Tooth, he hasn't seen her for a while since Vanish appeared.
He didn't notice that he let go of his staff and North had to grab it to keep it from falling on the floor still not noticing the flickering blue white on the frost. Then he used it to get that far off slightly dopey look off Jacks' face as he chuckled at the flustered immortal teenager by tapping Jack's head.
North felt a tickle of magic coming from the staff after he tapped Jack's head. It felt like his own. Like when he started building and working on magic with, a white haired long bearded fellow appeared in his mind and quickly disappeared as quickly.
Jack turn to North who was holding Jack's wooden staff and staring at it with a strange expression after he tapped Jack. "Ow. North! What's wrong?" Jack ask as North inspected his weapon carefully. Jack rubbed his head easing the pain of being whacked with his own weapon even if he tried to get it back from North who was playing keep away right now.
"I made you this staff. It has a name." North finally said shoving the staff back towards Jack. He didn't remember ever making the staff, but it had his well honed magic embedded in it. He didn't tell Jack about the mysterious man. Jack was right something was wrong if he couldn't remember that.
"Twinetender. How did I know that?" Jack asked as he took back his staff and jumped back in surprise as the staff took on the form of a man.
North's eyes grew wide exclaiming. "I sent you to Jack to help him. I made you out of a willow tree." He spoke the words but didn't understand them. A girl with with auburn hair and gray eyes smiled happily up at him, it was a different face from his first wife. But the feeling of love that came with it was of a strong friendship. It was his first friend, but he couldn't remember her name. It teased him, like a great idea that still needed to breathe. He was her brother not by blood but by bond. It was as strong as a bond as his mentor the old man but he couldn't remember anything besides that.
Twiner bowed low and transformed into a bow and then back into a staff falling to the floor. The pictures Jame let him borrow fell from Jack's hoodie as he leaned over to pick his staff, which was giving him a slight headache from the shock of the discovery and Twiners fast paced gabbing. Who would of thought the staff would be so talkative? Jack felt a headache from all the discoveries and the twig talking. Twiner was a chatterbox but stopped talking when it realized that it was harming Jack and eased back in silence. Making Jack's headache slowly ease, making him feel better.
North picked up the hand drawn photo of two people holding hands walking away. It was of Jack and an unknown, but beautiful woman or girl. North couldn't tell but he had a strong suspicion that it might be the girl of his memories. He turned it over. The other side of the picture was a more intimate image of the same woman but turned away with crystal teardrop earrings showing much of her bare back, with a huge bird beak near the top of the picture.
"Katherine." North breathed turning flushing red at the bare back. He had a sister, well by bond but not blood. His magic sang with the clarity of this thought, unrealized or unhoped despite the feeling of family love until now. His first friend, Katherine became his sister. He had more family. The feeling that he had earlier that something was wrong became stronger. He knew where to go to get answers, but he needed the other guardians to come too. His gut feeling was firm on that. Perhaps bring some of Tooth's teeth boxes as well.
Jack turned to him, still turning the idea that his staff had a name and history around in his head. "What did you say?" he asked, not understanding what North said. North was already strolling out of his workshop and lit the guardian beacon in a certain way to say he was coming to visit them, issuing orders to the Yetis. His wife would understand. She loved to play Santa Claus when she could. Nick loved his Holly. He paused for a brief moment in walking towards his armory, but added a few daggers to his waist, to go with his blades he almost always wore. The gold otherworldly sword that changed it's form at will, was humming, stayed where it was at. He needed to keep Manny's dad's sword safe. It wasn't time to have it yet. Wait, how did he know it belonged to Manny's dad?
Shaking off the questions that didn't have any answers at the moment, North bellowed, "Phil! Ready the sleigh for Mrs. Claus. We go and gather the guardians. Then it's off to Ahtohallen." He took a few of his snow globes for quick travel.
Jack lit up with a smile, he knew that area. Arendelle. "Elsa?" Jack asked. "You know Elsa? Knew?" He had a kick knowing that Elsa and her story was told on the big screen. She looked way better in white though. He hoped that story would be told. Maybe even he would be in it! His cheeks flushed in confusion. His heart felt like it was being tugged at the bittersweet memory. Elsa's beautiful smile was a sight to see, faded as it was.
North turned and looked carefully at Jack, who squirmed at the intense stare, not know what to think of it. North grinned and laughed heartily throwing up a snow globe picturing his destination in his mind. The snow globe smashed into the ground and opened as North commented. "So you're the young punk who my Elsa kissed first. Well ice does call to ice." North's face softened. "My wife was quite lovely." North stepped into the whirlwind before he could see Jack's gobsmacked face. He missed his great grandchildren. He grinned he couldn't wait until he saw them again. It was past time to visit and with company to boot! Little Anna would hold on to the sandman for dear life. North chuckled he couldn't wait.
Jack's brain broke as he walked numbly behind North. He kissed, well to be honest with himself, Elsa kissed him first. He was so confused he went away for a year. But came back and had a nice relationship with her. It was a short term relationship because of his need constant need to move on. Elsa was the longest relationship he had that he could remember. It was during his first time as Jack Frost, he learned a lot from her from frost to ice to how to be so lonely to bring joy.
He went away for a while, forgetting about the passage of time, like Peter Pan and came back too late to start again. He still ice flowered her grave when he could. Part of him was still drawn to Elsa, gone that she might be. Women were so complicated. Feelings and who he is drawn too. He blushed as he thought of Vanish and Katherine? as he walked into the snow globe portal after North. He carefully placed the picture of himself and Katherine back in his hoodie. His face flushing purple as he found himself memorizing her bare back, of what he could see as he put it away. Feelings blah so frustrating..
North looked at him, feeling very amused and slightly protective of Katherine. Jack was a good one. But North couldn't help needling Jack one last time before they snow glowed completely to Bunny's warren. "Thanks for helping Elsa's kissing skills. They might prove useful in the future." North laughed loudly as Jack turned away in deep embarrassment and tried to enjoy the short ride that dumped them a few feet up in the warm air of Bunny's warren. He didn't know that he aged up to 18 when he was talking about Elsa. North noticed but didn't say anything because when he looked again Jack was back to being younger.
Jack groaned and flipped off into thin air hoping to avoid the river as they slammed into the warren with a small thump. He came up from the dye river sputtering covered in a multiple colors. It'll take ages to get the colors from his hoodie and pants now.
