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Feral Child

By animelover

Fantasy / Adventure

Chapter 1

All was right in the world of the guardians. Pitch had been beaten and the guardians went back to their daily lives. North was in his work shop making up new toys and getting them ready for Christmas. Bunny was getting his Easter eggs decorated and making new chocolate recipes to quench the children's taste. Tooth and her girls were collecting the baby teeth of young children and placing them in their cases. And Sandy was flying over towns and cities delivery sweet dreams to all.

Jack, you may ask, is still up to his same old mischief. Except now, children knew about Jack Frost and are excited to see him, for he brings fun and snow to them.

But all was not so grand, for Pitch would one day return. Still boiling in his dark caverns over the battle he had lost. He was so close, until that boy Jack got in his way. It had all been planned out so well. The nightmares, the guardians growing weaker as they fade along with the children hopes and dreams. Jack may have been a setback, but once their powers crossed, Pitch new that Jack would have been an excellent ally.

It had all been calculated out. Drive a wedge between the guardians and Jack. Drive Jack to his side and they would dominate the world. The dark ages would come and fear would taste so delectable and sweet. But that bond with the guardians was far to strong, so pitch came up with an idea to leave Jack in the gorge until he returned. Make him beg to be free. To say he was wrong and Pitch was right. The one thing he screwed up was that the fairy was still alive. That fairy who awakened Jack's memories and showed how Jack was the guardian of fun and his soul mission was to protect the children. To be a Guardian.

That was how all the planning, the calculating…came apart.

Pitch was banished to the dark world he called his lair. Again. For the second time. All because of JACK FROST. But the words still plagued his mind from the Antarctica.

"Pitch: What goes better together than cold and darkness? We could bring fear back into the world! It would be-

Jack Frost: Pitch Black?

Pitch: ...And Jack Frost too."

Those words kept repeating and repeating in his mind. Thus an idea came to his mind. If Jack would not join him willingly, then force would be done. Changing him into a fearling could take too long, and there would be no guaranteed that Jack would still be the same. Then he remembered an old myth of how a man called Father Time. Guardian of space and time. He could change the past, present, future. Or better yet change someone's age.

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Back at the North Pole, North was busy helping the Yetis finish up some kind of problem with the toys when a gust of wind blew open the window and in came Jack Frost. As they greeted one another and told stories of what has been happening while they were separated. All of the sudden alarms went off all through the shops and black sand engulfed the lit globe. As the black sand dispersed, it revealed Pitch with smirk on his face. The two guardians were shock for a few seconds before they brought out their weapons, ready to strike Pitch down. Jack rushed himself at Pitch only to be slung backwards, into the wall, by a furious nightmare. Pitch let out a frightening laugh and held up what looked to be a tiny vial with some kind of neon blue liquid. With great force he through it at Jack and the vial submerged Jack Frost in a blue and white vale. North ran to help by cutting the vale with his Russian blades but all it did was send him flying back into Phil arms. As North got up, the vale dispersed and the only thing that was left was a small boy with white hair with big blue icy eyes and a large blue sweater as his only clothing. In his hands was his staff that he held so dear.

North and the Yetis were shocked, while Pitch laughed with glee as he said "It worked" Pitch floated down to the floor and started walking towards Jack. The yetis got in front of Pitch so he would get any closer. Pitch scoffed them off and said "Oh please" With a snap of his finger he summoned his nightmares and the fight had begun.

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Unknown to the fighters, Jack had slipped away to one of North's Snow globes that were carelessly left out. With words of a toddler, the globe took Jack to an unknown place. A place of darkness, untamed, and harsh woods. A place where all fairytales and monster came from. The Black Forest in the early 1200's. This is when the world was still new and learning. Myth and folktales still ruled over the land of human imagination.

Jack stared off in the vast unknown. Mind like a three year old babe, he didn't register that it would be dangerous. It must have been the vile that hit Jack. Not only did it affect his age but his mind as well. Jack, being himself, coed and giggled as he played with his broken staff. The staff must have broken when he hit the ground. It seemed to not affect him, for when the staff broke in Antarctica it destroyed a part of himself. It must either be because of his small age or the time period he was in. Magic in two different time periods were so different. Jack placed his hook of a staff on his lap and looked around in curiosity. Poor little Jack, was unaware of the danger that laid before him.

A little far off, was a wild brown Pooka that was very different from our Easter Bunny. This one was more untamed and had forgotten his native tongue. Hungry it was as it was searching for food. When the wild Pooka saw that glow, it decided to check it out. Once he saw young Jack, he thought it would be an easy meal. Creeping towards the lost child, Pooka watched the child turn to look at him. He was only a few inches away from the small guardian that the Pooka sixth sense sensed that this was no normal human. The toddler looked up at the large bunny and raised his hands as he cried in glee.

The Pooka just stared at the odd child. The toddler was not afraid of him, which caused the Pooka to raise an eyebrow at this. He had seen only a few of its kind and knew that they feared the Pookas. Called them something like demonic creature from a place called hell. Strange those humans were, but also dangerous. They wielded strange weapons that have killed many of his kind. That's why most Pooka's had to be crafty. To have the upper hand not only to the humans, but other creatures that would prey upon him that live also in these woods.

The toddler stared up at the Pooka, eyes more pleading as Jack did not understand why the Pooka didn't pick him up. The Pooka lifted his ear when it heard something far off. Guessing that something else had saw the light. The Pooka did not want his meal to be taken from him so he grabbed little Jack by the neck of his hood and carried him off.

The Pooka brought the frost child back to its cave and laid the child between its paws. Jack still had his partial staff in his hand as he looked around the cave. He was quit curious as to why the large bunny had brought him here. The cave was quiet warm but still held dirt and small dust like quantities that caused Jack's nose to twitch.

The Pooka had enough of the small child. Even though it was young its kind still caused hurt to the Pooka. He was finally ready to strike when the cute little child rubbed its face like a new born Pooka would do. The Pooka retracted it claws. Shocked at the image of one of its kits coming back to his mind. The Pooka was once a family man, but like most creatures, lost them do to other animals or humans. He rethought his plan as he watched the creature giggle and look back up at him with a smile. Little Jack nested into the Pooka's plush fur and cooed as he rubbed him face in it.

The Pooka remember when his kits used to do this. Feeling remorse for the child, he crossed his paws to secured Jack. Once Jack was out of the Pooka's fur, the large rabbit put head over Jack and onto its paws protectively. The Pooka knew he was going against nature, but didn't care. This child is his now and he will raise him to be as such.

Little Jack didn't seemed to be paying attention as he drew in the dirt. Frost formed when his fingers would glide across the dirt. The toddlers giggled in happiness as he continued while the bunny held him close.


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