Just an idea for something I hadn't really seen done yet.

Jack sat curled up on the windowsill of one of the many windows in North's living room. The others were all cheering and having a good time, they had after all just beaten Pitch and were indoctrinating Jack as a new member. It was a time to be happy. So why wasn't he?

On the ride back to the Pole Jack had handed Tooth his baby teeth with a smile, telling her she should hold on to them for him. When asked he had mentioned that Baby Tooth had shown him his memories and he had no more need for them, not right now at least. And it was true, he remembered now. He remembered who he had been and he tightened his grip on his staff even as his lips turned down in a frown and he remembered.

"Jack! Jacklyn!"

She was running ahead of the young man, laughing as he chased her through the woods. It was summer now and the two had been having a picnic by the pond when she had pushed him in before taking off. It was thrilling as they both laughed, enjoying the moment.

They twirled amongst the other couples in the barn. It was the harvest festival and he had talked to her father the evening before. They would be wed Christmas Eve and while she may not have felt a burning passion for him, he made her smile, he was her friend and the union was smiled on by both families. It was a good match for her. He was the second son of the wealthiest family in the town and he would do right by her. She may not love him as she always dreamed of loving her future husband, but she could grow to.

Her sister had wanted to go ice skating on the pond in the woods. It was the day before her wedding and her mother told them to be careful but the ice was cracking under her sister and she had to do something. She made them play hopscotch and got her sister to the safety of the thick ice near the shore, but in doing so had put herself atop the thin ice. Both sisters cried out as the ice gave way and she fell through.

Even if it was all in the past now, Jack felt she couldn't accept it. She had given up so much and now look at where she was. She pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them and burying her face against them. With that action she thought back to when she first woke up and how after she had run from her village, her home, she had run across Pitch. Knowing what she did now, he had probably come after sensing her fear. Her fear of the unknown and her fear that she was nothing more than some non existent dream.

She looked up at the tall dark man standing over her as she cried into the frozen ground. She expected him to sneer at her, and he honestly looked ready to. But then he had knelt before her and taken her hands his.

"I know what it is like, to not be seen, to be ignored. The pain of being walked through. I can help you overcome it as I have."

His promises were a beacon in the darkness. Something she could not bring herself to ignore. So she accepted his offer.

Jack remembered how after she had accepted Pitch's help he had told her how no one would take her seriously as a girl. He had given her boy's clothes and told her how she would be treated if other's found out what she was. Nobody liked winter. Nobody would be as kind as Pitch was in helping her learn her place. The only thing she could expect from others would be pain and torture if they learned she was a girl. It was a man's world and women had no place in it. So she had hidden herself. Began going only by Jack. She had been so blinded by false kindness and empty promises that she hadn't seen what Pitch was truly doing.

It had been a shock to her when she had figured it out. Not all of it mind you, just part of it. It wouldn't be until more recent events that she realized all he had done.

Jack stared out at the white barren expanse before her. It was Easter Sunday 1968 and Pitch had told her, convinced her that it would be a welcome sight for the children to have snow and to play. But he had done something, something to her staff, she was sure of it. She had no control over the storm once it began to grow and she had tried to stop it. The town around her was buried in the white cold flakes of frozen water. From behind her came a shuffling sound and she whips about, clutching her staff fearfully to her chest as a large dark form emerges from the snow. At first she thinks it is Pitch, but then the form takes a more solid shape and she realizes it is a giant rabbit. And he is glaring at her, a bent piece of wood clenched in his paw like a weapon. She flinches away at his angry words and it is clear he is too angry to take in her shivering and tearful form. He berates her until he is satisfied before leaving.

Jack hurries away from the town she had buried and rushes to Pitch's lair, crying at what she had done. Regardless she knew she had to leave, leave Pitch and stop being used by him. The rabbits words eating away at her as she realized she had only been scaring people at Pitch's direction. She didn't want that and so she knew she would have leave him, make him leave her.

And she had left him. She had yelled at him as tears streaked her face. She told him to leave her alone and never, never show his face to her ever again. And so they became strangers after that. Jack never was able to rebuild his reputation after all she had done, misguided or not and to hell if she would try to explain that it wasn't her fault, naivety only gets one so far.

That was why she had refused to be a Guardian when it was first offered. She was no Guardian. She lied, she hurt, she scared, she terrified, she was winter at its worst. There was no place for her in a group that did nothing but protect, hold, cherish. She did not belong. But they had been stubborn and eventually, after she had gotten her memories back, she had given in and accepted that she had always been meant for this.
But she was still scared. Scared because Pitch had used her once to give himself power and he could do it again. Scared because she was still lying to her new family. Scared that they would find out. Scared that Pitch would come crawling out of his hole long enough to tell them. She was always so scared and she knew that her fear had been planted and nurtured by Pitch himself.

That thought had her blinking and raising her head from her knees. Pitch had made her afraid. He had lied to her and told her that she would never be accepted. That the world would never accept Her. But Jack Frost was accepted by the Guardians, and they had Tooth! She was believed in. And the world had changed, oh how the world had changed. She didn't need to be afraid. There was nothing to be afraid of. Somehow she knew that they would accept her as Her.

Suddenly she was jumping up and letting the wind spin her around. She gave a loud whoop, drawing the attention of the other Guardians. She paid them no mind though as she celebrated her newfound confidence.

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