Alpha

Chapter 18

Alpha 18

Jack was a 3rd of the way through his book when the door cracked open. Tony walked in with about as much subtly as an elephant. He tripped over a pile of books and fell flat on his face. Jack smiled and held in a laugh. He didn't want to wake the still sleeping Bunny. The billionaire groaned and stood up. He walked over to another stack of books and flipped through a few of them. Tony yawned and moved onto a new stack of books before finally settling on half a dozen books.

Ironman found a recliner to read in. As soon as he said the chairs springs squeaked form age. Bunny sat straight up in his chair at the sound. "Bah!" He jumped. The Guardian of hope looked to the sound and sighed. He leaned back in his chair and fell back asleep.

Jack turned his attention back to his book, but his back started to ache. The winter spirit groaned and closed his book. He stood and hopped a few shelves over until he was on one that was in the corner. Jack sat with his back against the wall with his legs stretched out in front of him. He sighed, but after a couple of minutes his back started to hurt again. "Ugh." He grumbled. The wind ruffled his hair. "Could you get me a pillow please?" He asked the wind. The wind blew and picked up a pillow from the far side of the library and threw it at him. Jack didn't have enough time to react before it smacked him in the face. "Thanks wind." He grumbled. Jack shuffled down on the shelf and laid down with his head on the pillow and book over his head.

After a few more hours of reading the sun was just shining through the window when the door to the library swung open. Amelia peaked in. Her mahogany hair glowed like fire in the sunlight. Jack smiled. He still had no idea who she'd gotten that hair color from. She looked around in the chairs, but didn't see her father. Jack whistled and she looked up with a bright smile on her face. She bounced happily over to the book case where she started to climb. Amelia reached the top fairly quickly. Jack didn't worry about her when climbing. She was an expert.

Amelia sat at Jack's feet. The winter god sat up and closed his book. "I'm so bored!" Amelia complained.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "How on earth can you be bored? We're in Santa's workshop!" He laughed.

"I know, but there are too many toys to pick!" She said with a frown.

"You're weird." Jack poked her shoulder. The girl laughed.

"I know where I get it from!" She smirked. Jack rolled his eyes. "What'cha reading?"

"A human's guide to wolves." Jack said.

"That's boring." Amelia yawned.

"It's better than doing nothing." Jack countered.

"Well played." Amelia said with a smirk. Jack narrowed his eyes. Suddenly the door burst open and Tooth zoomed through.

"Stark!" She yelled. "Your tower is under attack!"

"What?!" Tony said sitting straight up in his chair. He quickly pulled out his phone and opened a live feed of the security cameras in his tower. Jack and Amelia were already on the ground and peaking over Tony's shoulder. On the screen there was a man about average height and weight. He wore a black hoodie with a golden trim around the hood and pockets. Tony switched to the camera in the computer the man was attempting to hack into. Jack could see his face. His cat like green eyes shown in the dim light coming from the computer screen in the dark room. His wild brown hair was sticking out from under his hood, but Jack knew who it was. The man was easily identifiable by the gold cross sewn into the collar bone of his sweater. "I can't do anything from here." Tony growled. "He's trying to access the weapons files. We need to go there. That man cannot get his hands on those blueprints."

"Look." Jack said pointing at the screen. At the corner of the cameras view Jack had spotted golden eyes shining in the shadows. "Pitch."

"Assemble the team at once!" Bunny said. Jack jumped. He hadn't heard Bunny approach. The assassin had already called for the New York packs alpha through his mind link to ready for battle. Within minutes everyone was suited up and ready to go. The packs were restless as the New York pack stepped forward. They stamped and clawed at the ground. The winter spirit had told Amelia to stay back and watch the packs. She was annoyed, but didn't say anything.

North smashed a snow globe on the ground and a swirling portal opened. The avengers and guardians jumped through followed by Jack and his wolves. The assassin shifted as soon as he was on the other side of the portal. A horde of nightmares was holding back the advancing adults. The pack quickly jumped into battle without a second thought. Jack easily sliced through the mares with his icy claws, but Pitch was still nowhere to be seen.

Before Jack could get to the man at the computer he heard a yelp and pain exploded in his head. The white wolf whimpered and growled. His momentary distraction let a mare get close enough to land a hit. She reared up and kicked him in the shoulder. Jack growled and lashed out with his ice. The nightmare was frozen solid before shattering into millions of pieces. He looked around trying to find the alpha.

The white wolf spotted the pack fighting in a circle trying to keep the mares away from their fallen alpha. Jack rushed over freezing nightmares on his way. His shoulder hurt, but nothing was broken. He jumped over one of the protecting wolves and rushed to Beryllium's side. She had a large deep gash down her flank. The blood was staining her beautiful charcoal grey fur.

Jack immediately shifted and grabbed a throwing knife. The light in her eyes was fading. "Eyes on me." Jack commanded. Beryllium weakly looked up at him. The assassin re-cut open the wound he'd used for Crocus. "Mouth open." She weakly complied. Jack's blood dripped into her mouth and her wound began to heal. The New York alpha barked for him to go, but the winter spirit shook his head. He looked around the battle ground while keeping an eye out for new attacks.

The avengers and guardians were spread thin in the crowd of nightmares, but they weren't struggling. The mares seemed less put together and formidable this time around. The wild brown haired man smashed his fist on the table annoyed. Jack assumed he couldn't access the files.

Beryllium shook her fur out as she stood. The gash was mostly healed and almost unnoticeable. She barked at him to go. Jack reluctantly complied. He flew over the battle to the man at the computer. The green eyed man saw him coming and jumped off his chair and pulled a sword. Jack landed meters away.

"Assassin." The man smiled. The golden cross on his hoodie shone in the dim morning light. David De Sabble took his hood down.

"Templar." Jack growled. The green eyed man lunged at the assassin with his sword. Jack flicked his wrist to trigger his hidden blades and block the blow. The pair exchanged many blows with no success. Jack tried to get the best angle of attack, but David would realize what he was doing and correct himself.

The winter assassin didn't use his powers because he wanted a challenge. "Do you think this is a game Frost?" De Sabble spat.

Jack smirked. "Of course! Everything's a game to me! I'm the Guardian of fun!" He said. It only made the Templar angrier. He attacked with renewed conviction. Jack sighed and ducked and dodged every blow and countered with his own. The assassin backed up and grabbed a knife from under his hood and threw it at the Templar. David never saw it coming until the knife was lodged in his shoulder. The man dropped his sword in surprise.

"Dam It!" He cried in pain. His hand flew up to his wound. The Templar growled as he pulled the knife out and threw it on the floor. It skidded across the floor to Jacks feet. The assassin bent down and picked it up while keeping an eye on the injured Templar. De Sabble shrunk back and bolted. Nightmares covered his quick exit.

Nightmare sand swirled in front of him and Pitch finally appeared with and evil sneer on his face. "You're going to pay for that."

AN: A wild Pitch appeared! Lol. I had a long and annoying argument with my history teacher. I have a memory where I can read something once and remember it. So I don't really take notes in class and she doesn't understand why. I tried to explain with my BFF as back up, but still got in trouble. Is it sad that if I study for tests I fail, but when I don't, I pass with flying colors? Oh and if you want to see a pic of David De Sabble you can look on my instagram, jayfeather7769.