Save me

Wounded, kidnapped, scared, beaten, thirsty, and hungry, Jack had finally lost hope. Assuming he never would see the snow again, the happy, worry less winter spirit we've all come to know and love is gone. Replaced by a shell filled with worry, pain, and worst of all brokenness.


1. Save Me

I leaned back in my chair -so that there were only two legs on the floor,- as I surpressed laughter as North and the Yetis made last minute arrangements for Christmas. Laughter escaped my lips, earning me a sharp glare from a few of the yetis and North to sigh.

"Don't you have a blizzard to create somewhere, Jack?" North said as he slid his hands down his face.

I sighed, but nodded.

"Yes, but this is much more fun." I said laughing as two Yetis started arguing.

"Go!" Norths loud voice echoed throughout the workshop.

I jumped up still laughing with my hands and staff above my head. As soon as I made it outside, snow and wind started nipping at all exposed flesh. More laughter escaped my lips. This was my season, I loved winter. After all, I was the winter spirit. I just stood there for a minute with my arms outstretched enjoying the cold. Then four words I've been dying to say I finally said.

"Take me home Wind." I said.

I was soon in the air, landing from time to time. I felt the wind run through my hair.

"Woo hoo!!! Yeah!" I screamed as yet, even more laughter erupted from inside of me.

This was the life, Pitch in hiding, no nightmares, all my memories, and the only care was when I should make a blizzard and where. I looked down as laughter made it to my ears, my heart swelled as I saw a familiar group of kids, laughing and throwing snowballs.

"Time for some fun Wind." I said as I angled my body downward.

I landed behind a bunch of trees, out of direct sight of Jamie and his friends. I quickly made a snowball in my hand and aimed, I threw the ball at Jamie's back, then quickly hid behind the tree again.

"Wha? Jack!? Where are you!?" I heard Jamie call.

I laughed slightly as I started to come out of hiding but stopped as someone grabbed my hood. I turned around and my heart seemed to thud to a stop, my grip tightened on my staff as well, for the person currently holding my hood, was none other than Pitch Black. My nemesis.

A/N sorry if this is short but it's just the beginning to a new (and hopefully amazing) fan fic. But I have an excuse!!! It's my birfday and it's like 1:40 AM where I'm at so haha enjoy the cliffhanger.

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