Minutes of Clan Moon, All Hallow's, 1779

It has begun: with the master of shadows gone, we shall rule the night once more. 

Un shackled.... free.

 

 

 

1. Jack ( present day )

Jack flew low over the still sleeping town below, the snow softly covering grass and concrete as a winter storm moved in.

The winds were icy, the promise of a snow day in the air. 

He drifted lazily on his back ,watching the clouds, a few bats swooping past him. 

" hey!" He cried, slapping at his neck; his fingers came away red, which iced over instantly. 

He didn't worry about it: he'd suffered worse than a bug bite since Pitch's defeat the year before. 

Grinning, he soared higher, almost touching the clouds, never seeing the dark figure watching from the ground, crimson eyes aglow as they traced his assent through the skies. 

Edited March 16, 201411 yr by TheTimidLight

Jace lunged forward, hands extended. 

" Hey, what the total Hell?" He cried, grabbing Zack's shoulders. 

Ice formed, thick frost that burned his skin, but got Zack of the other boy. 

Zack looked at Jace. "Like I said this boy needed help, and there was no time to waste. I did what I had to do. You see, I am a vampire, but not the type you are used to. I can not only take blood away, but I can give blood away. All I was doing was giving this poor boy more blood, as he was low on blood, probably because of someone of my tribe" Zack said

Jace backed away. " I feel dumb now... " He started. " wait, VAMPIRES? Not like all Twilight here, right? " 

Zack laughed. "No, vampires are must more deadly than on Twilight. We don't sparkle in the sun light, but we can be out in the sun light as long as we wear special rings, like on The Vampire Dairies. And most vampires are selfish creatures, but mainly do to the master of my tribe. Also, we pledge to never fall in love with a mortal, no matter what. But I have left my tribe, and I am alone in the world now." Zack said.

Jace felt bad for Zack.

" Tough job.." 

He then noticed the boys face, smeared with blood and snow as it was. 

" Hey! Isn't that..." 

 

 

Jack Frost groaned, and opened his startling blue eyes. 

Zack looked at Frost. "Hey, he is coming back to reality." Zack said. He wasn't really paying attention to what Jace had said, for he only wanted to help the injured.

Jack stared blearily at the two teen guys above him, wondering what the Hell had happened. 

" Wha... guh." 

Smooth, he thought, but half dead people get a break on etiquette. 

Zack looked at the boy. "Hello there, we are good guys. I am Zack, I am the one who rescued you. And that over there is Jace, he seems to be nice, but a little hotheaded. Could you please tell us your name?" Zack said.

He swallowed, his mouth dry. 

" what... " He coughed hard, his thin body shaking. 

" what happened?"

 

Jace stared at the boy, as coughs shook his thin frame, his legs spasming. 

" Jeez, is he gonna croak?" 

Zack looked at the boy. "Well, it's kinda a story that I don't know if you will believe or not. It really depends on how you want to look at it, but you were attacked by a creature and loss a lot of blood, and I gave you some of my blood so you would revive." Zack said.

Jack blinked, then closed his eyes. " Last thing I remember was..."

His eyes shot open. " where's my staff?" 

Jace shifted uncomfortably, scared of the blood still trickling from the other guys neck in crimson stains that coloured his pale ice skin. 

Zack looked at the boy confused. "Okay, take it easy there. And I see no staff around here. Why would you need a staff, if you don't mind me asking. Who are you, anyways?" Zack asked.

Jack blinked, then relaxed.

" ugh... crap..." 

He sneezed, then spoke, his voice surprisingly deep.

" Jack... Jack Frost. "

He stared at Jace.

" I need my staff." 

Zack looked at Jack. "So this is the special Jack Frost? What's so great about a kid with the need for a staff? And like I said, there is no staff around, which can only mean that the creature that attacked you took it with him." Zack said.

Jack groaned. 

" Damn...."

He looked up, and Jace felt pity for the pain in those sky eyes. 

" The staff is my being, my power. Without it..."

He held out his hand: a feeble snowflake made a half~hearted attempt to form, but blew away in the wind. 

Zack looked at Jack. "Ssssoooo....that staff is what gives you power. Well, then everything is perfect in the world right now." Zack said as he went over and simply kicked a tree out of it roots leaving the tree fallen down on the ground. "D*** F***ing H***" Zack yelled out very loudly.

Jack blinked. " That was... extreme. "

Jace laughed, running a hand through his reddish hair. " He's like that. " 

Zack looked at him. "Oh shut it, how would you know me so well since we just met? And I am only angered because I don't want to see my tribe again, too much of a bad history. But that is where the staff currently is." Zack said. 

Jack watched with amusement, and, even in his current state, managed a laugh, a deep chuckle that hadn't been heard much in his lifetime.

" Ozzie, Harriet: chill, and help me up." 

Zack was just such in a bad mood. He knew that no matter what now, that he would be going back home. He couldn't bare the thought of it, but could only see him as knowing where they would have to go.

Jace leaned down and gripped Jacks slim waist, supporting him as he hauled him to his feet. 

Frost formed on Jace's fingers, but he ignored it, as the other boy stumbled, gripping him to keep upright. 

" woa...ok... everything's spinning around..." 

Jack said with a laugh, closing his eyes. 

Zack looked at Jack. "Well, if you think things are difficult now for you, you have yet to experience anything. I was able to save you this time, but if you get bitten again by the same person who attacked you, well you will revert back into being human, and not have your powers, staff or no staff." Zack said. He then took out a potion and handed it to Jace. "Jace, make sure Jack drinks this, no matter how bad it tastes, it will restore him to full health." Zack said.

" What you want me to do? Bottle feed him? "

Jace snapped, his wings flicking open in his anger. 

Jack rolled his eyes, and held out a shaky hand.

" Just give me the damn bottle, and quit acting like children."

" Don't give me that!" Jace sneered. " what are you: 17?"

Jack grinned, with the last of his energy. " Try 301. Give me the bottle."

Jace gave it to him, and Jack thumbed open the stopper, chugging the bottle whole, as Zack watched with a half smile. 

Jace watched Zack: that smile....

was the bottle's contents poison? 

Zack just smiled because of the way they were all acting. The bottle actually just had a very strong potion in it, one that was to be used only at current times. But right when everything seemed fine, a shadow appeared behind Zack and snapped his neck causing him to fall to the ground. The person who had done this turned out to be James. "Poor, poor son. You really don't know when to quit helping people, do you?" James said with a dark laugh as he then lifted his hand and made a fist, which was using a spell to break the bottle open and the potion poured to the ground.

Jace made a fist. " Who the Hell are you, asshole?" 

The man smirked. 

" No... un uh. Doesn't work that way. "

Grabbing Jack under his armpits, Jace leapt into the air, instantly twenty, thirty... 

One hundred miles up, way past the clouds, Jack sighed. 

" Feel better?" 

" Yeah... but does it matter? Zack's dead, my staff is gone..." 

Jack looked at the skies before them, and Jace felt a shiver go through his slim body. 

" What are we going to do?"