AN: Hello and welcome to my story! It was inspired by a two page comic that I saw on tumblr where Jack was blind and I simply had to take the idea and run. And thus this was born! If you are a reader/follower of any of my other stories: I AM SO SORRY! I know I haven't updated anything in so long and I greatly apologise for that. I have this terrible habit of jumping fandoms and ships so I lose my inspiration for the other stories. I know, I'm a terrible authoress. *looks down in shame* But I promise I will update them eventually. In the meantime though, I hope you all enjoy this!

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians or Jack Frost. I do however have a tumbler ask/rp blog for blind Jack Frost.

My name is Jack Frost. How do I know that? The moon told me so. He's the one thing I remember before I went under and my world turned black, his light shining so bright and big in the sky. So I know the existence of the light and that I should fear the dark, the same darkness that consumed me as I felt the pressure of the water from all around my unmoving body. It was so cold and I was so scared. But I waited for the day it would all stop and the light would return. I waited for so long until finally one day, I felt my body start to rise. My eyes shot open as I heard the ice that trapped me here crack and give way as I was lifted out of the watery prison. I could breath, and I took full advantage of that, gasping in the substance I'd been denied for so long. Smiling, I looked up to thank the moon for saving me, but he wasn't there. Turning my head every which way I realized that nothing was there. The darkness remained and I still couldn't see.

Falling to the ground I began to panic. Would I always be like this? Entrapped in a black world with no escape? I scrambled about the ice in a frenzy. No! I was supposed to be free! Where was the light? I'd been waiting this whole time for it to return so why wasn't it here?

Fumbling about, my hand brushed up against something solid and suddenly it was there. A brief burst of white-blue light in the corner of my vision that made me freeze where I was. Fearing that it was just my imagination, I hesitated before reaching in that direction once more. I made contact with something and there it was again! Brief and bright and somewhat blue, but it was the light I'd longed for all the same. Wrapping my fingers around the object, I found it was slim and round with winding carvings along it. Gliding my hands down the sides I discovered that it was also quite long and mostly straight save a hook-like curve at the top. Some sort of staff I would guess.

I tilted it to the side to get a more detailed feel of it when all of a sudden the light expanded! Turning my head toward the light, I realized it came from where the staff touched the ground. Curious I dragged it along the ice and to my utter joy, the light grew! I began to smile so widely my face hurt but I didn't care. Slowly standing, staff in hand, I started walking along the path of light it created. I swept it to the sides to make it wider, forward to make it longer. The harder I flung the staff, the further the light expanded. As I swung it up, the light dashed from it before exploding in front of me. I stumbled back startled, before approaching the explosion. It was as if the light had hit something in its path. As I got closer, I realized that the light there was different from the paths some how. It seemed to go up in a different direction to some extent. Reaching the staff out, it came in contact with something solid and the light extended.

Now that I was closer to the object, I could hear a faint crackling that stopped with the development of the light. Tapping the entity once again, I reached out to touch the light and brought my face close as the sound started up again. With a start, I discovered that the light was cold. But…it wasn't a bad cold. It was actually quite comforting. And the crackling sound…I recognize it. It sounded…it sounded like ice! After being trapped under it for so long I'd become familiar with the sound of ice forming. But it was too thin to be ice. So…frost? Yeah…frost sounded about right. As the noise dissipated I ran my hand along the light and past it into the darkness on the object. It felt…rough, and uneven. Using my nail I could almost chip at its exterior.

I ran the staff along the surface and the light, the frost, surrounded the object. I couldn't contain my excitement as I shouted out loud. The light was forming a shape! Some sort of light blue outline of the object, no, tree! It was a tree! I could almost see it! As the frost encased the tree, the light created an outline of blue along the darkness to give it shape. I realized with a laugh of relief that this was my sight. Wherever the staff, my staff, touched, wherever the frost formed, I could see!

I carefully waved it around me and delighted as it hit another tree and the frost encased the structure. I laughed in amazement before taking off. Staff before me, curve to the ground, I ran towards what I now realized was the frozen lake. With each step my vision expanded. I flung the ice out from my staff and watched wide eyed as it hit tree after tree. Eventually I started to see rocks, bushes, even the grass became coated in frost. I slipped on the ice a few times, my bare feet unused to the sensation, but I hardly even noticed. I didn't care! I was amazed as the world around me was gradually unveiled. I laughed, I jumped, I fell, I got back up! Nothing could bring me down. In fact, I was actually brought up as a strong gust of wind lifted me off the ground. I was blown up into the sky where I floated in darkness again.

I felt a twinge of fear as my vision blackened once more, but as the wind blew and I swung my staff up, light flashed above me. I raised my head as I witnessed specks of light slowly float down all around me. Snow. I made it snow. Smiling, I watched the snow descend and was enthralled by what I saw. Below me, where the snow fell, I could see a whole world being revealed. It was faint, unclear compared to what I could make out with the frost on the ground. But it was unbelievable. I could see incomplete outlines of treetops, hills and mountains out in the distance, and even rooftops of a village nearby. As I was watching the scenery unravel, the wind that held me up suddenly cut off. I was jerked back to reality as I felt air whiz past me.

I was falling.

From really high up.

Oh shit.

I flailed about trying to bring back whatever had kept me afloat. Finding myself unsuccessful, I used my staff to blast a wave of light under me. As my path became visible I realized I was heading toward a cluster of trees. Oh fuck, trees. Oh, no wait. Trees! Trees had branched! Reaching out, I tried to steer myself towards the larger of the trees limbs to stop my fall. Going a bit too far over, I landed on the branch with my arms and legs dangling over the sides and my chest and face planted on the bark. I quickly wrapped my limbs around the branch to keep from sliding off.

As my staff slipped form my grasp, all the light I'd made instantly vanished. My eyes widened as I looked around for the light but it was gone. I heard a clank from below as my staff hit the ground and it dawned on me. Even if I covered the world in snow, without that staff I wouldn't be able to see it. Slowly, carefully, I loosened my grip on the branch and began to make my way down the tree. The bark was harsh on my hands and feet as I fumbled in the darkness. Eventually, I felt my feet hit something soft as I reached the ground. The grass was covered in a thin layer of snow that I was surprised to find didn't soak through my cloths when I knelt on the ground. I felt helpless as I crawled about on my hands and knees, patting the ground in search of my staff, my vision.

I fumbled around for about a minute or two before my knuckles brushed something and blue exploded behind my eyes. Quickly wrapping my fingers around the staff, I leaned back and simply breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know how long I just sat there clutching the staff in my hands. I needed this. I needed this. I couldn't ever let it go. Without it the darkness would return, I'd be blind.

Blind.

The word hit me like a ton of bricks.

Blind.

I was blind.

I don't know why that shook me so much, but it did. It meant I'd never really see, not like everyone else did. The bursts of blue light were all I'd ever get. I'd never get to see colors, or details, or pictures, or the moon.

I'd never get to see the moon again.

Tightening my grip on my staff, I knew I could never lose it, never let go of it. It was my vision, my eyes. I couldn't have that taken from me.

It was then I began to hear music from far off. That's right, the village! There had been a village nearby when I was flying. I smiled in remembrance of the sensation of being weightless; it was wonderful. How could I do it again? Jumping would probably just make me look like an idiot. It had been the wind that lifted me. Could I maybe try and summon it?

Putting my staff in front of me, I tried to concentrate. Wind. Think windy thoughts. Wind. Wind. Wind! Suddenly I felt a rush of air as I was once again raised from the ground and flown up into the air. All right! I'd done it. Looking around I was pleased to find that it was still snowing so I could see a bit more clearly then before. Glancing off to the side I saw the light outlining roofs of the village. Music was coming from the center where the villagers were probably gathered. I wonder what their reactions to a boy flying in would be?

Smirking, I began to question how exactly I moved from my levitated position. Leaning forward slightly, I started to drift in that direction. The more I leaned the quicker I flew. Grinning, I raced toward the town to greet the people there. It was also covered in snow as I drew near the entrance. Okay, now how do I land? As soon as that thought crossed my mind I was falling. Again. As I rapidly approached the ground I tensed my legs and came to a halt. Okay, I was starting to get the hang of this. Relaxing, I started to drop once more before coming to a stop as I tensed a second time. By this point I was right above the ground so I let myself go, stumbling as I landed.

Looking up, I was amazed at my surroundings. With the fresh layer of snow I could make out just about everything. There were a dozen or so houses placed in a wide circle. Any trees or rocks had been cleared out to make room for and open space in the center. But what excited me the most were the people. They were all around, gathered together and racing about. I could make out broad shouldered men clusters around a table, while women in rounded dressed wandered in bunches, gossiping about the days events. Children laughed as they chased each other and danced to the music coming from a violinist near the center. There were even a couple of dogs bustling about. I rushed into the town, eager to meet them all.

"Hello!" I shouted as I waved to a passerby. "Hello!" I wanted to greet everyone. Talk, have fun, meet these new people. I came up to a group of women who were gathered by one of the houses. "Good evening mam." I smiled at one of them. Instead of greeting me back she just continued with her conversation. "Mam?" Could she not hear me? I was about to call her again when I had to dodge a barking dog that came running past me. Looking in the direction it came from I saw a little boy chasing after it. "Oh! Uh, excuse me but could you tell me where I am?" I asked as the child approached me. Nice conversation starter, plus I was curious as to where this place was.

The boy kept running but instead of crashing into me, he just ran right through. I gasped as I felt a dead chill ring through my body. That was not right. All the ice and cold had been comforting so far but this chill, I wanted it gone. It returned though as another person passed through my body as if I wasn't even there. This was wrong. This was all wrong. Why couldn't they see me? "Hello?" Why couldn't they hear me?

I shouted out again, and again, only to be ignored as more people walked right through me. "Hello?" I could hear the desperation seeping into my voice as I struggled to be heard. With each new person to ignore me the emptiness I felt grew deeper and deeper. I had to get away from there, so I ran. I ran in some random direction, not caring where I ended up. I was so confused and had so many questions. Who was I, really? Why was I here? Am I even real at all? Am I a ghost? I relied on the glow of the snow to guide me but soon enough I crashed into what I guess was a tree.

I collapsed on the ground as I felt tears well up in my eyes. I expected didn't bother to wipe at them, preferring they be released. But instead, right before they fell, they froze. My tears crystallized into ice and crumbled away. I wasn't even allowed the relief of crying out my sadness. I'd made my way out of my prison but the darkness still followed me. I was still alone.

I raised my head up to the sky where I knew the moon must be. I couldn't even see him as he watched me fall apart.

"Why…..why did you create me?" I whispered, knowing that despite the distance he would hear. "Why did you make me like this?" I sobbed, begged him to tell me.

But he never said a word.

AN: So there you have it! I'm fiddling around with the idea of continuing this but I've yet to decide. So what do you all think; leave it as a oneshot or continue? And if you have any ideas for this let me know! I'd love to hear them! Reviews are love so please tell me what you think! Also as I previously mentioned I have a tumblr for blind!Jack so come visit me! The link is in my profile and I'd love to talk or rp with you!