Jack frost is a fae and Always had been.
How could anyone not perceive before? The boy's hair that always is glittering just like new fallen snow, his eyes that shines just like moon fairy dust, his skinny body prepared to the most dangerous flies.
Jack wings were teared apart, Separated of his body and exposed in a pirate's treasure room, he wasn't the same, how could he be? He didn't understand at the time how humans could be this cruel?
He waited, Lying on the dirty floor of the ship, Trying to gather the strength to leave but was in vain, He couldn't move, he couldn't move after so much crying, He was so tired, So tired that he closed his eyes.
Sure Jack heard angered screams on the upper floor, Tried to open his eyes, but they won't obey him anymore, something walked in, His vision was blurred, He tried to pull away and managed to move a few centimeters, closed his eyes again.
"oh jack, what did they done to you?" They speaker quietly, He recognized the voice, Peter, He hugged jack who couldn't hold himself anymore, Tears that he didn't remember were in his eyes started streaming down his face while he tries without success stop them.
The wind, recognizing the pain and grief of the little fae, began to carry him wherever he went, but even the wind knew that they would never be able to erase the numbness that Jack lack of wings would make the fae feel, the wind endured his sadness on snowflakes, his grief in a angrier and powerful blizzard,
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He had to stay away from Neverland, Jack could even look at the sea or have fun again, every single glance at the small faeries that tried to help him just fueled his sadness and grief
His head started to spin, his vision blurred just like that day, he had to leave , Jack had to leave now, So he did.
Jack couldn't see where he was going, neither he knew or cared enough, wind carried him switch speed and warm of a mom rescuing it's child and comforting him in it's arms
He didn't knew at the time, just like a killer blizzard no one would forget that Easter
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The children started to imagine jack frost again, changing completely the perception, no he wasn't a frost giant anymore and how could he be a fairy? fairies have wings, Jack frost didn't.
Jamie once asked the guardians about it, And had to pretend not to notice the pain that showed in the spirit's shining blue eyes.
Maybe if he didn't he could have perceived the glimmer of tears when jack looked around messing with a new toy
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After pitch defeat the unclear Man in the Moon said he could make a wish of his choice, every guardian did make a wish once, Tooth desired a place for herself and her little faeries, Aster wished the warrant, North the yetis and elfs, And even Sandy once desired something.
It could be anything, they say.
Jack voice creaked while he did the question "you could... I can have mine wings again?" He couldn't believe, but maybe he should, Just like Peter always said.
Man in the moon stayed quiet while jack in defeated looked at the moon shine, Waiting between the moon silence like if he just needed to think of the matter, A minute, two, three, so he said no.
No
How could he be so dumb? How could he believe that it would happen after all? Jack was a fool.
So He heard the man in the moon again "i can't bring your wings back, but surely i could help you grow another pair" jack seemed lost, finally noticing tears that started to fall at a good time ago.
He let himself sob this time