My first Rise of the Gaurdians fanfiction. I don't own Rise of the Guardians, nor the Ice Queen (well mostly).

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"JACK!"

Pippa stared at the spot she had previously been standing on, where the ice had cracked. The spot in the pond that Jack had fell through. She stared at it in shock, unable to move, barely able to make a sound.

Her brother had saved her. Her brother was drowning in freezing water.

Her brother was as good as dead.

Hot tears began streaming down her face.

Still frozen to in place on the ice, Pippa turned her head upwards and screamed. Jack was going to die! He was dying! All because of the ice, because of her! She would never see her trickster brother alive again! Never! He was gone and it was all her fault! Why did she have to stand in the middle of the pond? If she hadn't stopped right there where the ice was thin, Jack would've never saved her and fallen through! He wouldn't be dying!

"Goodness, child! Why are you screaming?"

Pippa's scream turned into a sob as she turned her head to see who was there, startled. Someone was here! Maybe they could rescue Jack before it too late -

An unusually tall woman stood directly behind her. A snow white parka covered her body. Her skin looked to be almost a pale blue, her piercing light blue eyes looking almost threatening, as if everyone were a potential enemy. White strands of hair stuck out of her hood, the wind lightly whipping them against her face. Despite the oddness in her appearance, she was very pretty.

"Uh - I - Ja- He - " Pippa struggled to get the words out. The woman waited, staring down curiously at her. When it became apparent that Pippa couldn't explain, the woman looked up at the area behind the small girl.

"Oh my," she whispered. "Someone fell through." She gazed back down at Pippa. "Someone you know?"

"M-My brother!" she finally cried, falling down on her bottom. "Please, help him!"

The unusual woman made a quiet noise in her throat, as if she were thinking about it. She looked up at the sky, then back back down at Pippa after a moment. "No."

"WHAT!" Pippa choked. She wasn't going to help!? Why not?! Her brother was probably almost dead by now and she wouldn't help?! "W-w-why?"

The threatening look in the strange woman's eyes flickered, breifly changing to pity. "I will not save him, I cannot save him. ... But I can help you see him again."

Pippa didn't understand. What? See him again? He might be dead by now. D-did she mean his body? Did she mean...the afterlife? What was she talking about? All Pippa knew was that she did want to see Jack again, alive and alright.

"H-how?" she cried.

"If you really want to meet him again, you will have to leave the rest of your family forever," the woman warned. "Other than your brother, you will never see them again, nor anyone else you know in this life. You will have to leave them all behind, little girl, forever. Are you willing to do that for the sake of seeing him again?"

Pippa wasn't sure her brain was thinking right. Did the woman just say she would never see anyone else again? She didn't want that! But she did want Jack to be alright, she wanted him back. Was the woman saying she would really see Jack again if she left them? Did she actually mean she would kill Pippa? The thought frightened her. Now very terrified, she scooted back an inch or two away from the woman.

"I see..." she said slowly. "You do not understand. I mean no harm to you, child. Simply, I want to help, but your brother I cannot. You, I can. In order to do that, though, you need to leave with me now. I rarely show another this sort of kindness. If you refuse, I will not offer my services again. You will mourn the loss of your brother with your loved ones and never see his face again." She stared down at her, the threatening look back. "Do you understand, child?"

She wasn't going to kill Pippa. The little girl didn't relax at all, yet she calmed down slightly. She wanted Jack back. She had to see him again. It was her fault this all happened - Maybe her brain wasn't thinking right. Hesitantly, she nodded. "I - I want to - to see him again. Please."

The woman nodded back. A ghost of a smile appeared on her face. "Then let us leave." She offered a hand to the small girl.

Pippa hesitated a moment, not sure she really wanted to do this. No, she knew she did. She took the woman's hand. "Who are you?" she asked as she was pulled to her feet.

The woman actually did smile. "The Ice Queen."

...

A flurry of snow took them to a palace entirely made of ice. It was surrounded by a large pit. A bridge made of ice connected the castle to the snowy area on the other side of the pit. Pippa guessed this was the Ice Queen's home.

"Welcome, Pippa Hazel Frost," the Ice Queen said, still holding her hand, making Pippa wonder how she knew her name, "to your new home." Her smile had disappeared. She led Pippa across the bridge.

The little girl had many questions, including when she would see Jack again, but found herself asking instead, "Where are we?"

"We're hidden from the rest of the world. My home in invisible to all who don't look for it," she answered cryptically.

"What?" Pippa asked. "I didn't ask that."

The Ice Queen didn't respond. Pippa remained quiet as they made their way across the bridge and entered the palace.

...

Pippa wasn't aware of how long she was in the Ice Palace (as she decided to call it). It could have been hours, minutes, or years. It could have been seconds. She knew that days went by, not that it felt like days at all. It was as if time wasn't normal here. She knew she hadn't gotton any older during her time in the Ice Palace, so surely it couldn't have been a year yet.

The Ice Queen gave her her own room. The room alone was bigger than her house in Burgess. Like the rest of the castle, it was all made of ice. Yet the blankets were on the bed were warm and as fexible as a real blanket. Her pillow was soft and comfortable. The toys and books felt nothing like real toys and books, but they didn't break or rip when she dropped them or turned a page. They really were ice.

The only thing that really bothered her about it all was that ice was what killed Jack. And everything here was ice.

She cried over her brother, her family, and friends the first several days (or was it weeks? Months?). Eventually it seemed that she ran out of tears, though her misery over losing them never went away completely.

The Ice Queen, who she learned at one point's real name was Silvia Icing, was away a lot of the time. When she did see her, she would question her about when she would see Jack again. Every time Pippa was told to be patient, Pippa wondered if she would never see him again, if the Ice Queen had really tricked her and trapped her here.

They would sometimes talk about Pippa's old life, her friends, her parents, Jack - The Ice Queen seemed especially interested in hearing about Jack. She spoke little of herself most of the time, but did explain what exactly she was and that there were others. She even hinted that Jack was connected to these other beings. That made Pippa all the more eager to listen to what the Ice Queen had to say about them.

"I was resurrected by the Man on the Moom," she explained softly. "He made me the Ice Queen. I bring winter wherever I go - not nessecarily snow or ice."

"Who were you before?" Pippa asked.

"Some things are better left unexplained, child," she replied. "All of your fairty tale myths - Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, the Sandman, even the Boogeyman - they and many more are all real. Although, they may be a little different than you imagine."

"Can I meet them?"

"Maybe someday. But your brother comes first."

"When will I get to see him?"

"Be patient, child."

Pippa realized at one point that her hair was getting paler. Dark brown, light brown, dirty blonde, pale blonde, almost white blonde, and finally white.

"It's because you're lifespan would be over by now," the Ice Queen had explained, "You are no longer mortal but you are not one of us. Don't worry, your hair will be all that changes. I don't believe your eyes will turn blue." Pippa didn't understand what that meant, but it was true, nothing else changed about her.

One day, when Pippa was growing weary of being locked in the Ice Palace alone, only with the Ice Queen only some of the time, and never seeing Jack, her patron came up to her.

"Your wait will soon be over," she assured her. "Just be a little more patient. You will see him again not long from now."

Pippa was so happy! She would see Jack again, she really would! Pippa couldn't wait to run up to him and hug him, tell him how happy she was that he was okay, and all about the Ice Queen helping her. She even forgot to ask how long soon was, she was so glad!

More unusual time passed. Impatience and anticipation was eating away at Pippa. She wanted to see her brother now! How much longer did she have to wait already?!

Finally, one morning (or was it evening?) Pippa was awoken by her patron in her room.

"Get up," she ordered in a soft tone, "It is time for you to meet your brother again. He is no longer Jackson Overland Frost, but he is as you remember him, Jack Frost."

Pippa didn't even care what that meant. She was going to finally see her older brother again!

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Alright, first of all, I have no idea what Jack's sister's name is. I've seen at least three other people name her Pippa, so I decided to go with that. I like the name Hazel, so I made it her middle. Fits with the brown theme her family seems to have (both she and Jack had brown hair and eyes, their mother had brown hair).

Second, I wrote 'Despite the oddness in her appearance, she was very pretty.' instead of 'Despite the oddness in her appearance, she was very beautiful' because to me, Jack's sister looks seven to ten years old. I don't think a little girl around that age would call a grown woman beautiful instead of pretty. I just felt the need to clarify that.

Lastly, I do have a plan for this story, but unless I get enough ecouragement, I'll just leave it as a one-shot. (Unless I decide to anyway. But I warn you, I procrastinate.) If I do continue it, I'll explain why Pippa could see the Ice Queen. She's obviously not a guardian who children everywhere believe in or a vilian children everywhere fear.