In the screen, Jack ungracefully landed (more like, crashed) at the front of the run-down village. As he did so, laughter rippled through the room. The Jack Frost in the screen dusted off the snow and almost seemed to laugh along with them. And with a child-like joy he walked around with a excited grin and began to ask around pleasantly greeting all of those around him "Hello, Hi! How are you? Good evening mam."
Then he stopped at the dirt path and bended down to the nearest person, which was a boy of ten or possibly eleven. "Excuse me, can you tell me where I am-" But as soon as he finished another boy from no where ran through him as though he was nothing but air.
The other Guardians in the room flinched and shared pained looks. From their latest battle with Pitch, they knew first hand what it felt like. For spirits, no matter whither they are Guardians or not. It was the most pained and the worst feeling in the world to no longer be believed in. Because it meant that no being, no longer cared for your existence. That you would be deprived of all touch and contact, that no matter how close the other person was they would always be out of your reach. In most cases, after disbelief. Death immediately followed...
Except for beings and spirits like Jack. That somehow, for some reason, by some miracle or curse. Despite all odds they lived. Or really, barely survive the day by day.
However, in the spirit community. This didn't mean much.
Death, was greatly preferred.
The children could not understand the compete depth of what just happened to Jack. Nor could they understand or could even begin to comprehend the biology and traditions of spirits. And perhaps all for the better.
But they did understood, how much it hurt their Jack. And in the end, that was all that they really needed. Horror and sorrow shown across the children fetchers as the Jack in the screen eye's widen in terror, confusion, and panic. And before the Jack in screen could even begin to take in what just happened another person walked through him,
and then a another
and a another.
Each time this happened, it felt like a punch in the gut for the Jack in the screen. Even the Jack in the room flinched each time it happened. The Jack in the screen was unable to take any more, he ran back into the woods.
Jamie then bowed down his hands and looked at his hand with a uncharacteristic emptiness and a adult like vagueness that only those whom known grief and a heavy guilt. "Jack- did... did I ever do that to you? ... Did I ever just walked through you? Made... made you... feel that way? Like you were... nothing?"
Cupcake looked up to the Jack in the room "yeah, d-did we? Don't go easy on us either!"
Pippa, Monty, Caleb, and Claude soon all turned from the screen and silently asked the same. Both fearful and acknowledgeable of the truth. But held on to the dim hope that what they expected wasn't the answer. Even Sophie twisted around and faced Jack for the truth. The Guardians knew enough to pretend to pay more attention to the screen of Jack running back to the lake.
His silence, the look on Jack's face. Him both unable to say the terrible truth but unable to tell a reassuring lie. Was all the reassurance they needed.
And with that, all of their faces fell.
Finally, Jamie looked up from his hands and stared Jack strait in the eyes "... Hey Jack?"
"... yeah?"
Jamie look as meekness and guilt slowly, but surly, turned into one of boldness "... When I come home, I'm going to tell them where the body is. And when I do, we're going to properly bury it. Right next to your sisters'! I... promise."
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Chosen Spirits
Fiksi PenggemarThe 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...
