FrostFan1: I'm sssssssssort of done with Jack hurt! You'll see what I mean soon enough ;D You're close with the black eyes, but it'll be explained in this chapter :)

TeddyBear98: Everything will be explained sooooon ;D

Greekkota again: Lol your poor kneecap! That must've hurt :/ Hah, I'm glad you like my story, thanks :) Keep daring people!

U should fear me: Err.. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH to you, too! :D

Tim: Updating now! Sorry for the wait! Your torture has ended! (Until you finish this chapter!)

Tigermike83: Yes, I'm still working on it, and I'm DEFINITELY going to finish it! Here's a reply :)

Paranormadino: I'm honoured you like it so much! And you'll find out soon!

E: I'm sorry! Here's an update!

The-doctor-is-on-fire: You're not wrong with the Jack turning sandy thing but, well, read and you'll find out! Hahaha XD I'd love to have seen your face! I laughed so hard at my friend's face, especially when she thought I'd killed Jack! She nearly beat me up :P

SuperheroAddict: You're right! Black sand is influencing him... well, sort of ;D It'll make sense later on :D

Anon: His appearance was changed, and that'll be explained in this chapter, I wasn't writing because, I'm so sorry to say, I kinda, sorta went of ROTG for a bit! But! I'm completely re-inspired because of Star Trek 2009 (flip Chris Pine *drool*) and I was OMGOMGOMG JACKFROSTYEAHYEAH! Yes, this is definitely my first fanfic (but I've started other ones and stuff now) :) I'm a girl, and I'm 13 :) Yeah, I haven't seen a male writer on here either, now that you mention it :/ Aww shucks, I'm honoured :D Thank you muchly!*Blush*

Delph1762: Bonjour! Désolé, mon français n'est pas très bon, mais je n'ai Google Translate pour les trucs que je ne sais pas! Heureux que vous aimait l'histoire et j'espère que vous aimez les prochains chapitres!

Guest (Jane Yurianna Medina): I don't know, it was just a creepy small chapter, methinks! Err, yeah. He ain't dead. I LOVE THE DUCK SONG! Yar I'm a girl :D

Wolfia Thunderas: Lol thanks for all the reviews!

WALRUSvsUSA: He's not dead! I wouldn't! But I have no qualms with a good beat down, near death experience! Hm, I don't know, I'm terrible at making OCs, and I don't like romance or anything of the sort :/ Sorry! I don't know why you're rambling! :D

GIOmP3R: Hmm... I'll guess you have to wait and see! ;D

Candycanelila: Sorry sorry sorry! I swear I totally regret the wait I'm sorry! And you'll see what's wrong with Jack! :)

Jenny: Haha here you are! Thanks for the reviewwww! :D

Phew, that was a loooooooot of relies! Hope I got them all! Guys next time I'm totally just gonna PM peoples back because that ^^^^ was ridiculous.

I am SO SO sorry for the severe unreliability I have displayed since chapter 13. Especially when it was left on such a cliffhanger. I honestly haven't been as keen on Rise of the Guardians as I once was, but I totally got back into from (believe it or not) a new obsession with Star Trek 2009 and Into Darkness and I was like OMG CHRIS PINE I LOVE YOU GUH and then I was like dude Rise of the Guardians and I was like oh yeah I forgot how awesome that is and stuff so yeah I'm totally rambling. And like the laptop totally broke when we moved house, I did have a bit of this written before I lost interest and was gonna write it but the laptop broke and stuff so- Okay I'm totally boring myself with excuses so I'm just now going to apologise and say: I have plans for this story, I have NOT given up!

(Lol I just read the thing properly for the first time to refresh my memory and I couldn't help but laugh at it :') I'm seriously considering editing it a bit/a lot, but I'll tell yous if I do!)

And I'm sorry this note is so darn long!

PLEASE REVIEW (if you don't hate me)!

I've completely changed where I originally thought this would go (mainly because I forgot it) and I'm not quite sure about this new turn. But I'll see what you guys think, and if it's totally super awful bad I could change it? But review!

(The POV in this chapter's kinda weird. It's sort of like normal third person and then a random Jack talking to himself kind of thing, but hopefully it makes sense)

He forced open the window and, ignoring the cries of protest from his fellow Guardians. He could feel their eyes on his back so he gave them one last glare before dropping out the window, dropping gracefully to the snow underneath.

Jack realised then he was stuck. He couldn't fly- well, not very well at least- or use his powers without his staff. Wait, what was that? Jack stepped forward to the thing he spotted on the floor. His staff. Huh?

Well, whatever. Now he had his staff. And it wasn't snapped. As soon as his fingers touched the stick, it turned black. He dropped the stick and stared at his hands. They looked normal, except the veins he could see through his wrists were pure black. Ooookay.

Maybe going out to get revenge wasn't such a good idea. What? Yes, it is! Pitch tried to kill you, Jack! He needs to be killed. Slowly.

Jack smiled to himself, imagining Pitch's brutal death, and took to the skies. He could not even feel his injuries any more. In fact, he felt better than he'd felt in a long time.

Jack gracefully flew along the winds, spreading a random a shower of snow every so often. He loved to fly; it made him feel free. He couldn't stand just, well, standing. He was over the sea now, speeding towards Pitch's cave-thing.

He actually had no idea what had happened to Pitch; they had left him literally full of holes. A darker part of him hoped Pitch wasn't already dead, just so he could kill him himself; slowly.

He kept having sick fantasies of torturing Pitch, leaving him for dead, and making sure his final breaths were the worst he would ever take.

Even in his state he thought that was quite strange. That wasn't like him at all; he was Jack Frost, dammit! He was Guardian of fun. He brought joy to kids, not torture people, even if it was Pitch. He stopped in mid air. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Jack brought his hands up to his face and felt rough, gravelly skin; as rough as sand paper.

A gasp escaped him and he plummeted to the ground, landing gracefully in the snow. He brought his black staff up in front of him, tracing out a circle and creating a kind of ice mirror. What he saw was horrific. Despite his first thoughts, he did still have injuries but, even though they were horrible, they weren't the worst thing.

His entire face was encrusted with black sand, his hair had turned black at the roots, his eyes were black as night and when he pulled up his hoodie and looked at his feet the rest of him was covered in the sand. He swore in awe at his skin. Completely forgetting about Pitch, he crumpled to his knees. Oddly, seeing his injuries had brought the pain back in full force. Or maybe it was just because he had stopped thinking like a loon.

His vision was slowly fading to darkness and the feeling was disappearing in his arms and legs. He fell on his stomach, turning his face as he fell so it wouldn't get smushed in the snow.

He mumbled incoherently to himself as he lay, staff falling from his fingers. The ground seemed to open up into a huge, gaping black hole and, for a second, he defied gravity and floated where he was, before dropping like a stone to the bottom of the abyss.

(I was going to be super evil and leave it here but that was super short and I have to totally make up for the wait)

A scream escaped him even as he fully lost consciousness.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"Jack!"

That was- No, it couldn't be! He was in the middle of- He was- He was... In sickbay. He found himself on a bed gazing up into the faces of his friends.

Jack narrowed his eyes and sat bolt upright. This had to be a trick. No way was he in sickbay; he'd just come out of there! Through the window... "What- What's going on? Why am I here?"

"You're hurt, Frostbite." Bunnymund put a furry paw on Jack's shoulder and gently pushed him down to the bed. "How do you feel?"

"Like death warmed over. Or death... Colder." He smiled without humour.

"Jack!" Tooth suddenly squealed, having held in her relief for too long. "I'm so glad you're awake! We thought you were..." She trailed off, looking uncertainly at Sandy, who shook his head and raked his eyes over Jack.

"I don't understand; I thought I was out there?" He pointed to the window vaguely.

North nodded. "Ah, you were, Jack, but we found you and brought you back." The Guardians other than Jack exchanged nervous glances. Finally, North sighed. "Jack, that was a month ago."

Jack's eyes widened and he spluttered. "What? I've been out for a month?!" He didn't believe it. Couldn't believe it. Refused to believe it. "No way. Why? I was awake right after we got back from Pitch!"

Bunny put a paw on Jack's shoulder again, pushing him back down even though Jack didn't even realise he'd sat up. "See, Jack, there were some... complications."

"What kind of complications?" Jack asked, getting slightly irritated. Why wouldn't they just tell him what happened?

"You see, when Pitch put all the sand in you it went into your blood. Sandy couldn't get it out and you kept having random, sort of, kind of-"

"What?!"

"You kept getting possessed!" Bunny cried. "Pitch did something; you keep on having random fits, seizures, we had to keep you sedated or you'd do a runner again like last time."

Jack was shocked into silence. No one else spoke, just let the winter spirit take it all in. Finally he mumbled, "Is the sand out now? And-And how? Why am I awake?"

Bunny answered again. "Sandy has tried everything to get it out. Do you remember what we did first? You were conscious for that."

"I..." Jack thought hard. The last thing he remembered before jumping out the window was Pitch's lair. Wait, no. Now that he thought about it he remembered being in sickbay, restrained by Bunnymund and in agony. "Oh. Yeah, I remember."

"Well we tried that again after we revived you-"

"Revived me?"

"Oh. Yeah, you flatlined." On receiving almost no reaction from Jack other than a slight crease in his eyebrows, Bunny continued. "We did that with Sandy's sand again, but it didn't work. We then did a blood transfusion, surgery, we tried everything. You started having seizures and we had to keep you sedated, because of the sand and also, the amount of pain you'd be in. Are you in any now?"

Jack nodded. "A bit, but not much. What did you do?"

"Painkillers." Bunny said simply. "We woke you up because we're at a loss and you haven't had a seizure for a while."

Jack suddenly remembered how he had looked when he went outside; with sand encrusted all over him. Did he still look like that? He brought a hand up to his face and was disgusted and disappointed, but not quite surprised, to find sand.

"So what now?" he asked after a sigh.

"We don't know. We were hoping maybe you would have an idea?" Bunnymund asked hopefully. Jack spotted rings under his eyes, if that was even possible given the fur. His fur was matted in some places, and there were patches in others, especially on his head as though he'd been pulling at it.

Jack slowly shook his head, looking around. The other Guardians didn't look much better; tired, ragged and all with red eyes.

"I don't know." He announced dismally. He could feel the painkillers beginning to wear off and he shivered. Yes, shivered. Jack Frost, spirit of winter, shivered.

"Jack?" the voice came from Bunnymund, but it sounded blurry and distorted. Jack's hands twitched of their own accord, and he looked down at them before his whole body twisted, writhing uncontrollably. "Jack!" the same voice cried, even more distorted than the last time. Jack growled; the movement was agony in his already weakened state and his mouth opened in a silent scream. Or maybe it wasn't silent. He couldn't hear anything properly anyway.

He vaguely saw silhouettes moving around him, felt a slight tug on his arm where the IV tube was, and he drifted into unconsciousness.

Hm. Not quite sure about the ending, or if it makes sense. I'm doubtful it makes sense at all from a medical point of view but guys I'm 13 and I know zero about anything medically except basic first aid :/

Well, what can you do? :P I hope you liked this chapter and again I apologise for the wait and stuff.

And this time reviews will be replied to over PMs unless you have a specific distaste for PMming, in which case I either won't reply or will over the chapter :) Oh, and you guys don't have to write 'reply' any more.

I don't know when the next chapter will be; I have other chapters to catch up with :/ but I'll try and not be ages again.

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