I hope you enjoy this new story/project, and this is all for my best friend who I knew was going to bug me if I didn't make this. Enjoy!

Disclaimer-I do not own anyone from Rise of the Guardians-

Jack burst out of the Pole doors at breakneck speed, the wind whipping against his snowy hair. His bright blue eyes glistened in the sunlight, but he didn't care about anything at the moment, all he knew was that he had to get to Burgess.

His face contorted into a sad grimace;the wind flew around him softly, trying to comfort him, but he was anywhere from happy.

After flying across the icy landscape, he was finally in the small town known as Burgess;nearly as fast as the wind itself, he flew directly to his pond.

The pond was not frozen over, in fact, it had a thin sheet of ice on it, but so thin that even if a pebble fell onto it, it would crack and break.

"I shouldn't have waited this long.." Jack sighed, a grimace on his face. He walked towards the small lake, and lightly slammed his staff to the ice, it didn't even crack the surface, but instead sent the ice magic across the lake hardening the ice making it thicker and thicker, and spreading beautiful ice designs across it.

After only a few moments, Jack gave a small smile, and twirled his staff as he looked at his work. Though, something was off, the lake didn't look like it always had. It looked..darker, more deadly than usual.

Jack watched it for a few seconds more, then turned his head back towards the woods.

Before the whole ;Jack joining the guardians, and fighting Pitch' deal, he would go to his lake every other week and keep it frozen, even before he had his memories of dying in the lake. It always had a nagging feeling to it, something just always told him to go and freeze it, although it a natural phenomenon that it never melted to the humans.

But Jack left to go back to the Pole and just decided to ignore the darker tint to the lake.

The days passed, and two weeks later, the lake was again thin, which was strange because normally it doesn't get that melted in such a short amount of time. Jack was becoming a bit worried, the lake was and even darker shade, and out of the corner of his eye he swore, that he saw something black slither across the floor, onto the ice, and into the cold dark waters.

Jack spun around to the ice.

Nothing.

He sighed, and left to the Pole, he decided not to tell any of the guardians about this.

The weeks past, every time he went to see the lake, it was darker and darker, and everytime, he saw something black in the corner of his eye, but nothing when he turned around.

But he continued to go and freeze it-

Week after week.

Things continued as normal at the Pole, there was something that just felt wrong about telling the others about his lake, so he kept to himself.

After one year, Jack went back to his lake, deciding whether or not to tell the other guardians about his lake when he saw it.

His mouth hung open, but closed right away, he felt stiff like ice.

This lake was not his, he doubted it was even a lake at all.

The lake was black, Pitch Black, and the ice was completely melted, dark waves crashing from within the small lake. All across the water, and across the frosted grass around it, there was black sand shifting throughout it.

But what really made Jack's heart skip a beat was that standing right besides the lake, and looking down into the murky waters was Pitch Black himself. But he was not as usual, he wasn't completely solid, but mostly made of black sand, he wasn't as stone-faced as usual, but had a look of slight weakness.

"Pitch," Jack muttered under his breath. The Nightmare king shot his head up, but Jack dashed out of sight before Pitch could see him. Jack hung on a tall oak tree a few feet away from the late, and watched Pitch, ever so carefully.

"I know you're there Jack," Pitch smirked mockingly.

Jack held his breath, and tried to hide from the shade, hiding as much as he could behind the tree he was lofted upon.

Jack felt something wrap around his ankle, he looked down and saw black sand shifting around his ankles. Before he could think to get it off, the tendril of sand yanked him down to the cold icy floor with a thud.

Jack cringed in the pain that was spiraling throughout his body. The half sand-half man, Pitch walked over to Jack with a smirk on his face.

"Oh Jack, what a surprise, I'm so glad you could join me.." Pitch gave a devilish smirk, and walked back towards the pond, the sand bound Jack's legs and wrists, and it dragged him with Pitch.

"Let me go Pitch!" Jack struggled in vain against his bonds.

"Why?"

Jack went silent. Why, would Pitch let him go, it was stupid asking him too, but it was worth a try.

"You thought I was gone, eh Jack? Though I was gone from this world, for your hope, wonder, dreams, memories, and fun to dwell within it!" Jack spat at the mention of Jack's center.

"But the nightmares dragged you back to your lair!"

"I just showed them who their master was, and they returned as my loyal slaves.." he paused, "You can't kill fear Jack, not even you..and I think you need to face a bit of yours," Pitch gave a laugh like a maniac.

He slinked across the cold icy ground, dragging the teen behind him until he got to the icy waters of the dark lake.

He brought his hand up, and the sand raised Jack into the air by his ankle, and slowly the sand lowered the winter spirit into the dark, cold, unforgiving waters that had taken his life before.

Jack just started to scream, hoping that something would save him, but ended up being gagged by nightmare sand. The teen thrashed in the bindings as his hair touched the water. It sent a deathly chill down his spine, a kid of cold that went right to his center and tried to freeze it.

"That's right Jack, live your fear, relish in it!" Pitch started laughing like a crazed maniac, "You fear is absolutely entrancing!"

The sand lowered him further and further into the water, he shut his eyes and closed his mouth as his face went under, then his chest, then to his knees.

"Goodbye Jack, thank you for giving one last amazing taste of your fear, it's much better than a normal human child!" Pitch cackled menacingly.

But right before Pitch gave the command to let Jack fall completely into the water, a small ball like canister rolled to his feet. He kneeled down-a bit tipsy from all the fear that was radiating from the boy who would be dead in only a few moments-and picked it up. It was a small yellow canister, and Pitch was about to throw it out when a yellow smoke puff emitted from it, he heard a small beep, and it exploded in an explosion of yellow smoke, and knocked him backwards.

Pitch was about to get up and literally kill whoever had thrown it when he felt a small fit of laughter work its way up to him. He let out a small chuckle, and started laughing even harder, soon tears were coming out. He was on the ground clutching his side with laughter, until the smoke cleared up, and the mood was gone. He stopped laughing immediately, not happy to have been forced to laugh. He stood up, and to his dismay, the sand was gone, and Jack was gone, he wasn't even in the dark water, that had turned many shaded lighter.

"I find whoever did this and make them wish they were never born!" he growled, but a smirk tugged at his lips, "Then I'm coming for you Frost."

Hope you enjoyed first chapter, dunno when I'll update again, my brain is fried, and it takes me awhile to write these, but It'll come out sooner or later..Thanks for reading!