Believe in Me

Red

Jack's eyes only grew wider as the fox girl's condition worstened. "Ilia!!" He yelled, running to her and skidding down on his knees to her side. Her breath was shaky, weak and unsteady, sounded with the small whimpers as the only sign to show she was even concious. There was so much blood, more than he had ever seen, all from one person.. 

It was all wrong. Pitch was bad, he ruined children's minds, destroyed their hopes, and was all out evil but.. but he would never do this.. would he? Jack was so lost, so confused, the panic flashing in his wide crystal blue eyes as he felt the blood soaking through the knees of his pants. He needed to take her to medical care. Now. Jack quickly stood, scooping up the small girl. He had expected her to weigh a lot compared to his skinny, physically weak self, but to his surprise she was just as light as a feather, as light as him. That doesn't matter, get going before Pitch comes back! The winter spirit obeyed his mind, running with the girl out the open doors. He was scared he was hurting her worse but he had to go as fast as he could. Sure spirits were immortal, but that that was only protecting them from age. If they were killed physically, there was no way around it. They were just as weak as humans, they just couldn't die of more meager things, like getting older or heart desease or one of those things. It was a blessing and a curse, but right now, it didn't matter. She was dying and he needed to get to the Pole. "Hang in there, you'll be safe in no time.." he said in the calmest voice he could pull off through his worry and fear, so many emotions running through him, he was surprised he could even manage something so gentle. There was a small cough in reply, and when he looked down again, a few specks of the horrid red liquid was staining her mouth. Its worse than I thought.. Jack whispered in his mind, almost accidentally saying it out loud but stopping himself. He couldn't worry her, not after all of this. What was wrong with Pitch..?! Never had Jack seen ANYTHING like this done, even the King of Nightmares had a limit so why did he break it? Was he insane? Was he THAT angry? Suddenly it hit Jack like a dagger, forcing him to a stop without control... Pitch was angry at them. The guardians. He had to be, after all they had put him through, throwing him down in his moment of glory, he had to be.. and if he was so forceful with her like this it was like he was hitting her for... "for our mistakes.." he finished in an almost silent, shaky voice. This was all his fault. Ilia was innocent and now she was dying from Pitch's anger at him. The sudden flow of emotion, the anger, guilt, doubt, all fueled him to run faster. He couldn't stop now, if she died, it wouldn't just be at Pitch's hand but his also. He rushed up the hole in the ground from which the lair hid, falling into the still falling snow on the ground, just barley staying on his feet for the sake of the pained form in his arms. "Wind!" he shouted. But nothing happened. "No.." Jack whispered. The wind wouldnt respond to him, just like before, it was gone. "Wind please! We need to go to the North Pole, its an emergancy!" His shouts grew more and more desperate but either the wind wasn't listening or mocking him with it's silence, because not even the faintest of breezes rustled through the trees. The winter spirit starting to feel himself tearing up, his crying was so rare but if she died right there in his hands on his account, it was deserving. 

Ilia had her eyes squeezed shut, fists pulled to her chest as she curled up in the arms of the boy from before. Her chest screamed every time she took a shaky loud breath in or out, she was slightly shaking uncontrollably now. She was scared, scared beyond belief. She was fully concious, listening to the more and more fearful cries out to the Jack Frost she had only heard of. The wind wouldnt work for him.. he couldn't save her. She was going to die. The thought sent hot tears running, warming her pale freezing  cheeks for just seconds. Everything hurt.. did she deserve this..? Maybe she did.. She always caused trouble to the humans for fun, she had sent a deer running into the road near this place just a few days before.. but she had only done it because she was lonely, wanted something to do with the new life she had been put in, without even memories to guide her along the way. She knew there was the man in the moon there, watching her, but she had never really thought about it till now.. was he punishing her? "I..m.. sorry.." she said, her voice so weak it even scared her. Her eyes were closed but Ilia felt the surprised gaze of the snowboy glancing down at her, blinking up weakly to see his expression. It was fear filled.. just like her soul was. So much fear.. still she wasn't angry at Pitch Black, he had just taken the loneliness and hate for so long he couldn't stand it. And she happened to be in his way.. she didn't see him as evil, just lost, like maybe a lion attacking a human would be. Not evil, just not understanding. Jack's glance softened and he took a deep breath, looking around the forest. "Don't worry.. I know a place where you can go, just hang on, okay?" He gave a faint smile, still scared but playful. "Jack.. im scared," she whimpered out, the fox ears atop her head ducking slightly. How could he help her in the middle of nowhere..? Still.. he seemed to care more than anyone else ever had. She didnt understand.. but either way, it gave her a small bit of light back into her dimmed, broken eyes.

"Jack.. im scared." Jack's mind suddenly flickered back to a memory he had tried so hard to forget, his little sister on the ice. The words were the same, the only difference was the voice and the appearance of the girl. She was still in danger.. it fueled him, he smiled as strongly as he could. "I know, but you're going to be alright," he quoted from that day around three hundred years ago, remembering his words carefully and how they had helped. "Just look at me, I wont let you go," he continued, rephrasing just enough to let the situation fit, starting to make his way through the forest while her weary green eyes were focused on him. He continued quickly. "Once we get back, we can have snowball fights and you don't have to be lonely anymore. I know someone who can believe in you, too, a family you can stay with, it's all going to be fine." He saw the awestricken look in her eyes, but to his surprise, it wasnt when he promised her a believer. "A family you can stay with.." It strick him somehow in the heart. Is that how all spirits were? He remembered himself wanting a family, a group who would always care and notice no matter what he did or said.. but looking at this girl was like looking at a memory, both lifting and saddening him. His bare feet touched the streets of Burgess, and right in front of him in the darkening sunset was Jamie Bennett, sitting on his front porch alone with a sad look. "Jamie!" He yelled out. The boy glanced up, squinting through the dark then getting a look of complete shock. His mouth opened, then closed. Was he that surprised..? Jack still smiled a little inside, glad that Jamie wasn't angry to see him. Still the boy didn't reply, speechless. Jack rushed forward, earning a confused glance from the brunette haired kid towards Ilia. He can't see her, remember? He doesn't believe in her. Right.. Jack thought, running to the boy's side. "Jamie, I know this is crazy but I have a spirit with me right now and she needs medical help, now! Her name is Ilia, mother nature, the one who works with animals and plants and things?" He explained rapidly, hoping his words even made sense through the urgancy and panic in his voice. "The one that sent that deer into the street..?" Jack felt Ilia tense a little, and while he didn't know what had happened, he assumed it had something to do with the once michevious child he held. "Yeah, her!"

Jamie focused hard on the empty space in Jack's hands.. and suddenly, a figure came to his eyes like it had been there all along. He didn't take note of the girls features though, just the blood, the marks, the bruises and cuts.. Jack was right, whatever the spirit had done, she was dying. Jamie stayed brave though he was scared, running up the stairs. "Follow me, my mom's a nurse, I can borrow some supplies!" Jack rushed after, whispering down at the quickly slowling breaths of nature herself, "It's all going to be alright.. just believe in me."

Well that was a sucky chapter _ _''  I was trying to make it have a lot of emotion and feeling to it but i'm sort of rushed, my mom's been waiting for me to come to the living room for the past thirty minutes i've been typing o_o'' hopefully it was bearable though and i'll try to update again to make up for it.