We all stand in a circle, hand in hand. Around a picture him, painted on the marble floors, we bow our heads. I wanted to come here to honor Sandy, but I can't look at his face without remembering the darkness consuming him-
I can't take it anymore!
I've only known him for a short while, but the pain is no less. I couldn't help him. I couldn't help him. I let go of Tooth's, and North's hands, turn and fly.
I stop at a huge window with a wooden love seat. I pace for a little while, trying to get the image out of my head. Dammit. I don't want to remember! Defeated, I put my hood over my head, blocking out the world. Tears build, then fall, as I stare out the frosted window.
I touch the back of my hand again, hoping the warmth is still there to relax me. Nothing. She's been through this, before, even though it was much worse. This is how she probably felt. Maybe even still feels. Useless. She can help me.
" You know its not your fault." A deep russian voice says beside me. I didn't even hear North walk up.
" I know." I say without looking at him.
" No you don't. Sandy wouldn't want-
"And how would you know what he would want, huh?!" I snap.
I look at him, expecting him to have a hurt or angry look, but it shows nothing, but a state calm sadness.
" I just do." He simply says. I'm standing in front of him now.
" I...I'm sorry. It's just, my whole life I've attached to no one. No strings attached, and now...I" I don't know. He puts his hand on my shoulder.
" I know. But you are stronger than this. What you did out there, you fought for him. You showed Pitch that you not afraid." He points at my heart, and leans closer. " You. Are more than a myth." I look up at him, at his watery grin. Then he looks over my shoulder; curiosity causes me to look too. Victoria is walking down one of the many halls, with her head slightly low. We turn back to each other.
" Go."He whispers with a smile then walks away. My smile grows as I wipe away the tears.
I fly until I'm right behind her. She's just the person I want to be with right now. I put my hand on her shoulder, forgetting what happened last time. In response, she jumps and almost screams, before I put my hand over her mouth. Her eyes turn as yellow as Pitch's.
"You know, you are really skittish."
She blushes. I release my hand slowly.
" I'm sorry, I just thought... never mind." She looks down.
She always does, but only with me. To be honest, its adorable. I see a tear run down her face, so I lift her chin so she faces me.
"I'm sorry. " she quickly wipes her tear.
" Its fine," We're so close. Tooth was right, her breath does smell like mint,
" you know, someone so perfect shouldn't be so sad."
I didn't try to stop myself this time. She blushes even more.
" I'm not perfect." She shakes her head slightly.
More tears fall. I cup her face, and wipe them away. My heart is beating so fast, but I don't care.
" You are to me."
Her eyes turn a new color. Purple. My heart almost stops. I reach my face to hers, our lips are so close. I think about how soft they were on my hand. I crave that feeling on my own. They almost touch, but instead, I feel the tips of her fingers stopping me...
I open my eyes, and see the purple has changed to one yellow, and one blue.... She backs up, releasing her hand from my lips, but holds one of my hands gently in hers. Tears fall down her rosy cheeks.
" Jack, you deserve so much better than me. I...I just can't let you be with me. Because if you are, then you'll be hurt. Somehow....In someway.." She looks at me, all her walls that were left to protect her are now broken, " and I don't... I don't think I'm ready to watch someone I care about get hurt again..." She whispers mostly to herself.
Oh...Her father, and Pitch.
"I..I'm sorry." She says.
I feel heavy, like I'm falling...While ironically falling for her, but shes afraid. She lifts my hand, and kisses it exactly were she did in the infirmary, then starts to walk away. I grab her hand, before she can leave. I have to show she wouldn't hurt me. She turns, her face damp. Come on. What would the simplest way to- the answer comes to me with a smile.
"I know you don't want to hurt me, and I hope you know that I don't want to hurt you. "
I kiss her hand gently, turn around and start walking, but she stops me half way down the hall.
" Jack," she smiles," don't ever let anyone take your sunshine away." She leaves.
She said that referring to my happiness, but she doesn't know that she is my sunshine, even when skies are grey.
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Black wings, Snow, and Sand
FanfictionJack Frost usually would laugh at the thought of ever being a guardian, but when he meets Victoria he reconsiders that thought. Though, with love comes a price. (I basically took The Rise of the Guardians and changed it up, to where along with Jack...
