Hello, my readers. as I am typing this, i am really pressed for time so it may be kinda short. I know that I haven't worked on Circus, Circus at all and I'm so sorry! I'll try to get the next chapter out as soon as I can! I promise! Sorry sorry sorry and I hope you enjoy this. My beta for this story is amazing and is hard at work at this with me, but if you find any mistakes, please tell me.

I do not own Rise of the Guardians, even if I want to. I want a baby Bunny! DX

Anyways...here we go!

Jack flew high in the hair, tears trailing down from crystal blue eyes and freezing before they even got to the bottom of his face and falling down like glittering diamonds to the Earth. His white hair was blown awry by the Wind who held him up. He soared through the sky while his heart screamed in agony and he shuddered at the pain that radiated through his body. He flew to the only place he would ever feel completely safe, his lake, and he let out a sigh of relief as his feet touched the frozen, icy surface of the pond. He stood for a second before dropping to his knees, his staff dropping beside him with a clatter and drops of blood falling to the ice, staining it a dark red, almost black and freezing to the spot. Sobs racked through his thin frame as he gripped his bleeding side, but it wasn't the physical pain that made him cry. He had had worse than that, but the complete and utter agony that pierced his heart made him feel as if he was dying. The betrayal he felt was too much for him and he curled up on the ice, trying to block it out. Friendly hands had caused this pain. On purpose.

"Jokul..." He rasped and clutched at his chest.

"J-Jokul...please come out..." Suddenly a ghostly apparition appeared before him. The figure looked similar to Jack: youthful face, pale skin, bright blue eyes, lithe frame, and snow white hair. Only, there were some differences between the two. The other had icicle clumps in his hair that made it seem longer and spikier, there was a certain hard edge to his eyes that made them seem almost a steel grey, and instead of the blue hoody and the frayed brown pants with belts at the bottom that Jack was wearing, the figure had on a majestic midnight blue cloak with a large hood with white Frost designs bordering the edges and an equally dark blue shirt and pants underneath. Both also had no shoes. The figure bent down and knelt beside the boy curled on the ice with a concerned look on his face.

"Jack! Brother! What has happened to you?! Who has done this to you?!" Jokul looked over the numerous wounds on Jack before coming to rest at the large dark red stain that was slowly spreading on Jack's hoody. Jokul snarled before reaching out a hand, a frosty blue glowing ball shining in his palm, and placed it on the wound. Immediately, Jack's body relaxed and the wound froze shut, healing itself quickly. Jokul moved closer, unable to physically hold Jack, but could lightly touch him without going through him.

"Jack, you must tell me who has done this to you! I shall make them suffer for this!" Jokul growled and narrows his eyes. Jack shakes his head frantically.

"Jokul...no...please...d-don't..." Jack groaned and clawed at the ice, shaking his head.

"Why not?! They deserve it after what they have done to you! They have injured you and I can feel your soul writhing in agony!" Jokul howls in anger, snow starting to fall even though it was the middle of August. Jack just shook his head again.

"Then what can I do? What can I do to help you?" Jokul's voice and eyes softened dramatically. He had never felt so helpless before, but now, staring at Jack's trembling form on the ice, he could feel the overwhelming sense of hopelessness and uselessness crushing his heart. He had to be able to do something!

"Take over..." Jack rasped and Jokul stilled. 'No...'

"Brother, I cannot do that. It is now your time to live. My time has already passed and I cannot simply-!" Jokul protested but was cut off.

"Please, Jokul!" Jack shouted and sobbed again, clutching his chest. "I can't take this pain, this agony! Please release me, Jokul!" He cried brokenly and stared up at him, eyes filled with tears. Jokul gritted his teeth and nodded reluctantly, unable to deny him this. Jack sighed softly in relief and gently sat up, wincing at the pain. He set his hand on his staff and Jokul did the same. Before they started, Jack looked deep into Jokul's eyes.

"P-promise me you won't hurt them." Jokul gritted his teeth. He wanted to. He wanted vengeance for the boy he saw as his little brother, but Jack was too kindhearted for any thoughts like that.

"Please" Jack pleaded and again, Jokul reluctantly nodded. With that, Jack closed his eyes and licked his lips, saying in a clear voice resonating with power.

"I, Jack Frost, hereby relinquish my power and position as herald of winter and Guardian of fun and choose to dwell within the same body as Jokul Frosti as he has in mine." A light blue glow shone from the staff and surrounded the two figures.

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Miles away on a golden cloud hovering over Tokyo, the Sandman jerked awake and looked around in a panic.

'No no no no...this can't be! He can't be...' Sandy frantically searched his mind through the millions of minds he was connected to through his sand to find the one that he needed, but turned up with nothing. It felt like Pitch had shot another arrow in him, but this time, there was no numbing factor. It was a raw pain in the center of his heart that threatened to taint the dreams which he controlled. He looked up at the moon and it seemed dimmer than before.

"Manny! What's happened? Why can I not sense him? What's happened to Jack?!" He cried out to the moon through his sand. The moon did not reply. Jack's mind had ceased to exist. The only way for that to happen was if he was dead. The constant hum from the smaller Guardian in the back of his skull was pleasant and he even enjoyed making his dreams, creating masterpieces when the boy actually did sleep. Now there was a lingering silence in the place where Jack's mind used to be. He clutched his chest tightly and looked to the north, away from the moon. He had to tell the other Guardians! He quickly formed a sand plane and took off toward Santoff Claussen.

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Back at the lake, Blue-grey eyes shot open and he gasped for breath, grabbing at his chest. It was the first breath Jokul had in years and the night air tasted sweet.

"J-Jack...!" He gasped and closed his eyes, looking within his soul for Jack's presence. He smiled and sighed in relief at the familiar warmth that was resting within him. Jack could rest now. He wouldn't have to suffer though the agony he was feeling anymore. There was no need for him, who has already been through so much, to have to go through that. Jack could rest. Jokul could bear the burden for him. His eyes looked around and landed in Jack's staff, well, his staff now he supposed. The knotted wood lay abandoned on the ice, the frost stubbornly clinging to it, almost as if in remembrance of their creator. Jokul slowly picked it up and immediately, the handle covered itself in a thin layer if ice, giving it a light silver color. The crook of the staff completely iced over and elongated into a long, sharp, icy blade. Jokul smiled. He had made many memories with this staff and he had caused many a storm and snowfall with it. The humans had feared what he could create but could also love it, Jack himself had been one of them when he had been human. It occurred to him that he could have that again. He stared at his staff, contemplating. He could have what he had had before .power. No one would dare stand against him and Jack-! He suddenly snapped out of it and looked around. The trees were completely iced over and a heavier snow was falling.

"No." he whispered. He would not become that again. He would not become the monster that everyone feared. He was the demon of winter in his time, but not any longer. This was no longer his time. It was Jack's. It was the time for fun and snowflakes, not for fear and frostbite. The children now adored jack and he would not be the one to take that away from him. He would not take over winter in his own way, he would merely pick up where jack left off. He would spread joy and fun throughout the world even if it was not his job. Jokul hugged the staff to him and smiled. He would not give jack any more reason to be hated or hurt. He wanted his little brother to be safe. Suddenly, a wicked smile formed on Jokul's face, those who had hurt his dear brother would pay greatly. He would not kill them, no, but there were worse things than death in this world. He chuckled and stood up, snow clinging to his shoulders and the icicles clinging to his hair tickled musically. They would fear and regret the day that they hurt Jack. Jokul looked up and smiled sinisterly up at the moon. Manny would have no control over him and Jack, but he could watch.

"I think that I have a friend to go visit." Jokul smiled and took off, leaving a flurry of snowflakes behind him. Yes. Those who had hurt Jack would definitely pay.

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Miles away, a group of three standing around what looked like a giant toy shop with a giant metal earth in the center felt a shiver run down their spines. A tall 6 foot rabbit sneezed and shivered, running his paws up and down his arms in order to warm himself.

"Crikey! I hate the cold here! Remind me why we always have to meet here, North?" the rabbit turned to the large Russian man in a red fluffy overcoat.

Because, Bunny, I have work year round, Tooth palace had fairies who would not want us in the way, everyone would fall asleep in Sandy s home, and not everyone can access your tunnels. The jolly man smiles and chuckled as Bunny frowned, trying not to pout. A woman with bright colored green and blue feathers was smiling and trying to smother her giggles, but was slightly failing.

Sorry, Bunny, but it this really is the best place for all of us to meet. Tooth smiled and breathed again, vowing never to forget the sight of the Australian's pout.

It's just as cold as when Frostbite was still here. Bunny grumbled then froze along with the rest of the Guradians. The air took on a somber mood and all the previous cheerfulness was chased out. For a moment, North's eyes lost their sparkle, Tooth's wings forgot to flap, and Bunny's heart had missed a beat. Jack. Their younger ex-Guardian. It still pained their hearts when they remembered him. Bunny felt a whine form in his throat and he could feel his eyes moisten before he remembered what Jack had done. A cold edge formed in his eyes and he stood up straighter even if, deep in his heart, he was grieving.

"We're better off without him." He growled out and the other two nodded sadly. A tear rolled down Tooth's cheek but she quickly wiped it away and slapped a strained smile on her face.

"He is right, Toothy." North placed a hand on the slight woman's back in comfort. We could not have Jack here after what he has done, whether we like him or no."

"It's not about whether we like the Frostbite or not!" Bunny growled. "It's because of what he did! There is no liking him after what he did!" Tooth nodded and hugged her chest.

"I know, I know, I just…I can't help but miss him, Bunny." She said sadly and hung her head.

"He's not worth your tears, sheila." Bunny murmured and patted her back gently. "There's no changing what he did and I don't think that any of us will ever forget." Tooth nodded tearfully and wiped her face, her mini fairies worrying and fretting over their queen.

"Anyway, Tooth, we must now focus on children, not Jack. We must keep eye on him, but he is not our priority. As long as the snow still falls, we know that Jack is still there." North said, businesslike and Tooth nodded.

"Right. We can't be distracted by this!" she smiled and resumed talking animatedly to her fairies, busily giving them instructions and directions.

'Jack frost betrayed us' Bunny thought bitterly and stared out the window at the white expanse of land that North had made his home in. 'There's no forgiving that' Suddenly, golden sand swirled in through the window and Sandy flew his way in in his sand plane.

"Sandy! We had not expected you! Come, old friend, sit down and I will get you cookies." North said with a jolly smile, contrasting greatly with his earlier mood. Sandy shook his head and started forming pictures frantically.

"Sandy! Slow down there, mate! We can't see what you're trying to say!" Bunny hopped closer and looked confused as he tried to decipher the symbols flashing above the Sandman's head. Sandy, slowed down his pictures, but they still flashed rather quickly in his distress. He flashed a snowflake several times to alert them that it was about their youngest member. He was not expecting the harsh scowls and frowns that came when they saw the symbol.

"Frost? What about the troublemaker? What did he do this time?" Bunny hissed and his eyes turned stony.

"What about Frost, Sandy? What trouble has he caused this time?" Tooth hissed and narrowed her eyes. Sandy blinked in surprise. Why were they speaking about Jack like that? What happened?

"What do you mean? What happened with Jack? Why are you talking about him like this? sandy asked, worried. He had never seen the other Guardians so hostile to anyone who wasn't Pitch Black.

"Nothing you have to worry yourself about, mate." Bunny huffed. "You weren't here, so we'll fill you in later. Now, what was it that you wanted to say about Frost?" Sandy winced as they talked so coldly about the young spirit.

"Something's wrong with Jack!" Sandy signed hurriedly. "I can't sense his mind anymore. It's not there anymore!" He once more felt the back of his mind for the boy's presence, but there was still only an empty place.

"Tch. Good riddance." Bunny rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I think it is for the best that he is gone." North nodded solemnly.

"Y-Yes, we didn't need him around. Not after what he did." Tooth agreed, hesitating slightly. Sandy stared at them in shock, jaw hanging. What? How could they not care? Why weren't they more concerned? Or scared? Why did it seem like they hated Jack Frost?

"What happened? Why are you all speaking about Jack like that? Why won't you do anything?! He could be dead for all we know!" Sandy signed angrily. Bunny could feel his heart stutter as he thought about the pale Winter spirit lying in the snow, unmoving, blood pooling around… Bunny shook his head clear of those thoughts.

"So what is he's dead! It's better for all of us if he was dead!" Bunny hissed but recoiled as Sandy sent a death glare at him.

"Yes...better for everyone if he was dead. The little spirit probably didn't even understand what happened to make his friends turn against him." An oily British voice echoes around the room and the Guardians tensed. They would know that voice anywhere.

"Pitch!" North drew his sabers and looked around, blue eyes narrowing and searching for the dark haired shadow. Pitch appeared in a swirl of black sand and shadows over the large globe in the middle of the room.

"Why hello, little Guardians" Pitch chuckled. "Looking depressed, I see? Good. Misery agrees with you." Tooth launched herself up at him but he only dissolved himself into shadows and reappeared on the ceiling.

"What do you mean, Pitch?" Bunny drew his boomerangs and was poised for a fight. "We turned on Jack? Jack turned on us!" he growled but that only made Pitch laugh.

"I said exactly what I meant, rabbit." He smiled and paced the ceiling, but made no move against the four on the floor." Poor little Jack was accused and attacked for something he didn't do. Something he didn't even know anything about. Pitch disappeared again. The Guardians felt their hearts drop.

"Wh-What?" Tooth felt her wings stop beating as she lowered to the floor, a look of complete shock on her face.

"Jack…he didn't...didn't do it…" North rasped as his sabers fell to the floor

"B-but we saw him! We saw him kill and freeze innocent children! It was him! No one else could have done that!" Bunny could feel his chest tighten. That couldn't be! Could it? No! Pitch was lying! It was Jack that they saw…right? Pitch reappeared on top of the globe.

"Foolish rabbit. Do you honestly think that the stupidly sweet winter spirit could ever even think of doing that? If so, then I should have done this years ago. It seems to be relatively easy to make you all turn on each other." Sandy finally snapped out of his shock and brought his sand whips out.

"You impersonated Jack and made the other Guardians believe that he had killed children, the very thing we are put on this earth to protect." Sandy signed. He may have not been able to speak, but the killer intent towards Pitch could be felt from across the room.

"Y-You!" Tooth screeched and her wings bristled back to life. Her mini fairies buzzing angrily around her.

"Me?" Pitch chuckled and smiled innocently. Well, as innocently as he could.

"You made us believe that Jack did all those horrible things!" Tooth screamed.

"Ah, ah, ah!" he wagged his finger at them." I made you believe no such thing. You were the ones who believed the lie over the truth. You did not trust him enough to have any doubts that he would do something so heinous. Pitch chuckled. The poor boy had no idea what you had accused him of and, perhaps what might be the worst of all, you hurt him. You all violently put a hand on a child! The thing, as you have said, you were put on this world to protect! The Guardians felt their hearts drop into their stomachs. Pitch was right. Even if Jack was over three hundred years old, he was still only a child compared to them. That, added also to the fact that the winter spirit had been completely alone for that time. Now that he thought that he finally had people to notice him and they had ended up turning their back on him and hurting him. What had they done?

"I believe that I have done what I have come to do. Goodbye Guardians." Pitched sneered and dissolved into sand, disappearing entirely. The Guardians were frozen in place.

"F-Frostbite...we…" Bunny stuttered and turned to look at them, a look of horror plastered on his face. The other Guardians looked at him with equal look of horror and revulsion at themselves.

"He never...Jack never...he didn't…" North couldn't say anything else. There was nothing that he could say that would make this better.

"Jack never did it" Sandy signed sadly, in complete shock.

"And we hurt him…" Tooth gasped, tears running down her cheeks, then gasped suddenly. "Sandy! Sandy can't sense him anymore! The only way if that could happen is if he were…dead..." The Guardians felt ice down their spines. Bunny felt a whine climb up his throat and his ears flattened against his head.

"No, he can't be…" he could feel his heart break in his chest. "We have to find him!" he said with determination and the other Guardians nodded.

"We must. Maybe it is not too late." North nodded and took out a snow globe, throwing it a few feet away and opening a rainbow portal. Come on now. We must go and find him as soon as possible!" North boomed and stepped through, the rest of them following soon behind. Sandy sighed and searched his mind one more time.

"Jack, what happened? Where are you?" Sandy thought and followed the other three, the portal closing quietly behind him.

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Pitch chuckled to himself and reformed in his lair. The black cages that hung from the ceiling swayed gently at his entrance. This was home to him and he smiled slightly. His power was vastly reduced after his defeat five years ago, but he was getting it back. Fear would never die in this world and he loved it. As he looked around, he could sense something had entered his domain and the shadows around him seemed to hiss in warning. Pitch snapped around, but saw no one.

"Whoever you are, come out. I know you're here. There's no use trying to hide." Pitch snarled and summoned what sand he could to create a scythe.

"But who is hiding?" a smooth voice sounded from behind him and Pitch swirled around to find a pale, white haired teenager leaning against the wall, looking amused.

"Jack? What are you doing here? Not begging for me to take you in, I hope." Pitch sneered but recoiled when he heard the teen laugh.

"Join you? Not even I would sink that low." The teen chuckled." And for the record, I'm not Jack." Flinty grey blue eyes flashed electric blue with power and he brought out his scythe. "And you're even trying to impersonate my weapon. How flattering." Pitch stumbled and fell back, eyes wide in terror and mouth hanging open.

"J-Jokul! No! You can't be here! You died! This isn't p-possible!" Pitch tried to scramble away but Jokul only stepped closer to him, smiling threateningly.

"Oh, it's me. And for your information, I was never gone." He smiled and leaned down close to Pitch's face. Pitch could only stare at him, wide eyed and shaking.

"B-But how...?" Pitch choked out, but it was barely above a whisper.

"My brother brought me back." A genuine smile graced his face as he thought about Jack.

"Y-your brother?" Pitch asked, confused. As far as he knew, Jokul had no relatives. No one could ever get close enough to the spirit to be able to develop a relationship of any kind with him, so how did that happen? Jokul nods, and his eyes harden again.

"But let's not talk about this anymore." Jokul smirked sadistically and leaned close again. "I want something from you. Just some information and I will leave." Pitch nodded hurriedly. Jokul was not someone to be messed with.

"A-anything!" Jokul smiled and stepped back, leaning against a rather comfortable armchair.

"I want you to tell me everything you know about the Guardians..."

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So that was it and I hope you like it :) All of the love in the world and please keep reading and reviewing!