Jack Frost, notorious trouble maker and guardian of fun, almost always has a sparkly smile on his face. Hidden in that almost always smile, is a dangerous habit. He cages his painful thoughts in the bottom of his heart like wild animals. The pain needs somewhere to go before it beats down the walls he built around himself. When he figures out that cuts feel better than thoughts, Jack is on his way down a deadly path. A/N~(I'm not encouraging people to hurt themselves I just want to offer a scenario in which someone in pain finds it can get better through the support of friends/family and perseverance)

So, lately, I've been extremely obsessed with Jack Frost and Peter Pan. I've also had a Jack Frost plot that I've been toying with for a bit- and I can't take it anymore. So, to get some of this out of my system, I've decided to write a Fanfic! Enjoy! **Disclaimer- I do not own anything to do with Dreamworks "Rise of the Guardians. " WARNING: I'm not exactly sure how far I'll go with describing any injuries- but if you hate to see/hear of gruesome things do not read this. Also, there may be a few suicidal thoughts from Jack- if this may be a trigger to you: don't tell me you haven't been warned by me. ENJOY!!