“Me? I’m ______. ______ _____.”
Jack Frost’s eyes clouded over, suddenly remembering something he’d been told a few years ago, in the North Pole, a while after the Pitch incident.
“Jack, my boy. The first thing you need to know as a Guardian, is the special ones.” North announced, leading Jack towards his office. “They are... different, da? Not like the usual ones.” Jack gave him a look that said he didn’t fully understand what the jolly man meant. North chuckled, filling the air around him with a warm feeling. “You’ll see soon, da?” He pronounced. The office doors opened and North walked to a wall, an ordinary-looking one, which cause even more confusion to well up in Jack’s expression. That, though, would fade away soon. North reached down and plucked the huge bell from the equally oversized hat from one of his elves, holding onto it like... a key. He fit it into a inconspicuous carving on the wall, and a clear click was heard, followed by the slow movement of it to the side, revealing a list. The first person, or kid on that list was Jamie Bennett, with a short description beside him:
~Last child to believe
~First child to see Jack Frost
~STRONG sense of belief & loyalty
Jack’s eyes softened at that, reluctantly moving to the next child on the interesting list. A girl named ______ ____.
~has not believed since she was 3
~orphaned at 2
~STRONGEST sense of self-protection & belief
in all children
A sensation of immense shock pulsed through Jack. This girl had an even stronger sense of belief than JAMIE. The last kid to believe in any of the Guardians. He lightly tapped his finger against his lips, musing about what had possibly happened to cause such a drastic change in this girl’s mind. “Jack, you see how all of them have pictures except ______? All of them believe in us. If anyone makes her believe, and she sees anyone of us, her face appears. I’ve been trying to do this since the start of her... incident, but it just won’t do.” The big man, sighed, and then added, “What I want to tell you is that, don’t do anything that will make any child stop.” Jack looked bewildered at North’s uncharacteristic despair, and stayed still for a moment. Then, he brought up a pale hand, saluting, as a replacement for a verbal reply.
“Hello? Jack? You okay? Jamie, what’s wrong, is he usually like that?” The Guardian of Fun stepped out of his daydream and looked at you, upon hearing your slightly worried voice. He looked at you, a bit... mystified. You knocked him on the head, wondering what happened to wipe that smirk off his pale face. Suddenly, his body jolted and he seemed to fully wake from his peculiar ‘world’. He was studying both Jamie’s and your worried expressions, and he seemed to wonder why both of you were acting like that.
“What’s wrong?” You looked at him, raising your eyebrow, as you waited for him to realise. “...oh! I spaced out a little bit there. No problem though.” Your eyebrow was raised even higher as you observed him, still rather perplexed about what had happened just a moment ago. “Jamie, I have to go back, you want me to send my regards?” You turned your attention to Jamie, watching as his eyes sparkled with excitement, clearly enthusiastic about having even the slightest bit of said communication to whoever Jack was going back to. You heard Jack chuckle. “I’ll take that as a yes, then?” He turned to you, bowing, and you returned the gesture gracefully. He waved two fingers as a salute as he flew off, and you, getting over the fact that he could fly, traced his disappearing silhouette with your [e/c] orbs, still thinking. With Jamie led the way home, you followed. But unknown to you, a thoughtful frown appeared on the face of the figure in the sky, replacing his trained smile. “What secrets do you have to discover, ______?”