As soon as the 'screen' flickered back on Jack took Sophie with him to the couch sat down legs crossed and put her on his lap. True, after that first scene, nothing is probably going to be too scary or overly frightening for her. But one could be never be sure.
He already did enough damage. No need to make it worse.
Besides, for the 300 and plus years that Jack was a spirit. He never actually held a child. Or had any physical contact with really anyone.
The change was nice.
Tooth turned to him confused as the 'screen' once again began to form its picture. "Jack, if you're um, there then how are you... here?"
It took a second for Jack to understand what she meant. Then it hit him, she was asking how he was there with them when he died in the lake. He shot her a mischievous smile "Well, I guess there's only one way to find out..."
His grin faded when the screen showed his limp body at the bottom of the lake, his once warm brown eyes wide open and dulled and his skin paled from the cold with a tinge of grey with green and was already showing the very early signs of decay. His body looked exactly like it was.
A corps, a husk of what he used to be.
He subtly covered Sophie sight by turning her around and bit back a sigh of relief when she didn't protest. From the corner of his eyes Jack could see how everyone else in the room stiffen and turned a little green at the gruesome sight.
Then their expression of horror turned to one of curiosity as a exact replica of Jack floated upward from the corps. The only different between the two was that the Jack that was floating upward had his eyes closed, almost like he's sleeping. He also, well, looked more alive.
Well, it wasn't really like he was floating per say, more like... he was slowly falling in reverse. Like when you play a movie backwards. The closer to the surface Jack got, the paler he became. And his warm brown hair slowly transformed to the snow-white color it was now.
Curiosity gave away to wonder and awe as Jack broke through the ice and his now piercing ice blue eyes snapped open and took a gasp of air.
North and Sandy gave Jack (the one in the room) a questionable look and Jack shrugged "I don't need to breath, but its kinda like reflex or a habit." North nodded as Jack turned Sophie back at the screen then they all silently looked back at the screen as well.
The 'new' Jack looked franticly around the lake taking deep breaths and looking panicked until gentle, soft voice grasped at his attention. Jack looked and began to calm down as the Moon seemed to come closer, almost like it was trying to lean down at him.
Your name, is Jack Overland Frost.
Jack patently, earnestly even, waited for the moon to say more as he was lowered back into the ice. The lower Jack Frost went, the more the moon seemed to withdraw. As if rising back to full height.
Jamie and the other kids flinched as the Jack in the screen came closer to the now-broken Ice. Was he going to go back into the lake?! Be placed back into his watery grave being given back only a name?!
Relief and wonder flooded into them as the ice cracks closed and rejoined as Jack was gently settled into the ice. Frost now covered his shoulders of his shawl, the ankles of his pants, and even on his face, hands, and feet. Jack now had a unearthly look to him, something about him made you look twice to try and spot the unnatural difference's. He looked...
He looked like a spirit, in every aspect of the definition.
The Jack on the screen slipped, but managed to regain steadiness. He felt something touch his foot as he looked to the side, he saw what looked like a shepherd staff.
The same staff Jack used to save his sister.
As soon as Jack had the staff in his hand, Frost like vines spread into beautiful designs. Shocked, Jack dropped it with one hand sill in its grasp for frost to cover a piece of the lake. This design some-how more beautiful than the last, looking like specks of silver.
Aster looked into the screen in awe "Whoa..."
The Jack in the room looked back at Aster "what?"
Aster gave Jack a side glance then looked back at the screen "... I didn't know Frost could be so beautiful..."
For a second, Jack stilled in shock. As soon as he recovered, however, he had a Chester like grin full of mischief. "Flattering Bunny, but your not really my type."
Aster's eyes widen as his head snapped back at Jack who still wore his infamous grin that could only mean trouble as shocked laughs and giggles erupted in the room. "Wha- NO! By the moon why cant ya' take a complement like a normal person?! A thank you woulda surface nicely. Ya' knew what I meant!"
Jack snickered "come on Bunny, you gotta admit it. You walked right into that one!"
Bunny scoffed and brought his attention back to the screen.
The Jack in the screen eyes were wide with wonder and looked almost gleeful like a child that was given a new toy. And in a since, he was. He gave a loud cry of joy as he circled around the lake spreading the frost like a wildfire in almost in-human speed and with fluid movements. Then to the trees. Soon the wind lifted him once again into the air and Jack was air born.
It didn't take long for him to reach the village.
*Author's Note*
The memory ain't over yet folks! You just going to have to see the rest later~
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Chosen Spirits
FanfictionThe Guardian became spirits for their own reason to fulfill the needs of the world. And every so often, The man in the Moon will replay their memory's as when they first became spirits in honor of their Guardianship and some deeds that helped lead t...
