Chapter 9 Jack Frost x Male!Reader

(m/n) walked along the streets of London. He could feel the rippling energy from a witch, but no witches lived in England as far as he knew. They lived in Scotland, Ireland and Wales, yes. But England was a zone full of people who hated witches, and even hunted them in this modern age. So this witch was probably the one he was after. The one that had trapped Death in the pocket universe.

(e/c) eyes scanned the surroundings, noticing that no one was out. It must be the zombies. After all, Kitsune had been put out of action, and no one was there to collect the on going souls, or as the white haired deity called them, ‘pure souls’. He made his way across the street, following the flow of energy as it was all going to one place. The Buckingham Palace.



Jack banged on the doors to (m/n)’s house. After a minute of frustrating waiting, he slammed open the door, running around the halls and into rooms to find the witch. He had left the pole in such a hurry that he wouldn’t be surprised if one of the other guardians came busting in on him. But he needed to find (m/n) quickly. He finally ran up the stairs and into the nearest room, skidding to an halt when he saw the interior.

It looked like the tent of a fortune teller. A crystal ball in the middle of the room, covered in drapes and cloth. He looked around, his eyes finally meeting green ones. He took a step back when Niko smiled lightly at him, sipping at a cup of tea (did I mention Niko was British?).

“Hello Jack. What brings you to the manor of (m/n) so early in the morning?” He asked as Jack walked cautiously up to him.

“I need to find (m/n). I need to tell him something important.” Niko chuckled softly, before placing his cup down next to the crystal ball. “Can you tell me where to find him? Please Niko, I need to see him.” Niko laughed again before stretching and getting up.

“And what, pray tell, makes you want to see him so badly? Don’t tell me you’ve gotten feelings for him now have you? I must warn you, (m/n) is very cautious when it comes to love after Madlene.” Jack blushed deeply and shook his head.

“I just need to tell him this new information I’ve gotten. It’s important that he finds out that-,”

“But why would he want to see your face? You’re a guardian, he hates you… unless you’ve left them? Oh but wait… by that look on your face, it tells me that you’ve met Manny.” Jack’s eyes widened.

“How did you know?” Niko glanced at him before giving him a sharp glare.

“I’m the son of nature, the heir to her powers. I have met that scoundrel many times before, and I hate him more than anyone, even more than ‘A’. He’s the one that thinks life is a game of chess and he moves the pieces. He’s the one that thinks he’s above nature and he should play god. Well let me tell you buddy, god doesn’t exist, and that man should die as soon as possible.” Niko spat out in rage, surprising Jack a bit, considering he had been nothing more than friendly so far.

“You really hate him… then let me find (m/n). Let me tell him that-,”

“Manny is the one that ordered Sandman to sell him out? The one that controlled the guardians to knock him out so that he couldn’t save Madlene? Trust me, he knows.” Jack stopped, going over what he had just heard.

“You mean to tell me that Manny can control people’s minds?” Niko solemnly nodded.

“The guardians don’t remember it, because they weren't in control at the time. So they filled the blank with what they thought was fear. And that’s why (m/n) hates them, because they allowed themselves to be controlled so easily, and they were so weak that they couldn’t even remember.” Jack nodded.

“Ok, second question… how did he find out?” Niko started swinging from his toes to his heels as he rocked back and forwards for a few seconds before he stopped and looked Jack dead in the eyes.

“Because Manny rubbed it in his face. He summoned (m/n) up to the moon, and mocked him, telling him that he was going to let him live as a chess piece, and not as a living being. He was like a dog on a leash. Most of us dislike the Guardians for that. They are nothing more than replaceable guard dogs and toys to the man. But no matter what we say, they won’t listen. They’ve been brain washed into thinking Manny is a good person. He even altered their memories, they think that (m/n)’s real name is my own, just to make them fear me a bit as well.” Jack didn’t understand all of that, but decided against asking anymore than one question.

“So where is (m/n) now?”




(m/n) entered the palace no problem. There was no one there to stop him or ask him for id. Regardless he could have done so with them there. Witchcraft is a thing of the past that not many people believe in anymore. He walked the big halls as he followed the flow of magic. He heard this nagging voice in his head, that using witch eyes wasn’t a good idea, but he pushed it to the bottom of a pit and buried it.

Witch eyes used a lot of energy. It turned his hair purple (the colour of magic) and his eyes back to normal, rather than gold or yellow (which are the colours of immortality). They allowed him to see the flows of irregular magic, as well as artificially made magic. But the amounts of magical energy that was being pulled to the centre of the palace was too big, even he would have trouble handling that. He walked up and finally reached the doors where all the energy was being accumulated.

(m/n) cautiously opened the doors, and found a storm cloud of energy waiting for him. He walked up to it, calculating how to disperse it without wiping out London, or worse, the whole of England. He failed to notice the person creeping up behind him, and jumped when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

“Hey there, miss me?” He tripped backwards as he stared up at the teen. He had a ridiculous amount of resemblance to Jack, but the white and blue hair and eyes were replaced by brown.

“You’re… ‘A’?”

“Ding ding ding ding! We have a winner!” (m/n) narrowed his eyes and attempted to use magic on the teen, but all the magic that he summoned was sucked into the storm. “Oops, looks like I did a good job at stopping you from fighting back, didn't I?” ‘A’ smiled. (m/n) clenched his teeth as he shouted at the teen.

“Who the hell are you!?” The teen looked hurt as he said,

“Didn’t you already say? My name is ‘A’!” But the look (m/n) made him laugh. “Oh right, you want my real name, well, I can say it’s the first letter of my name, since I never really liked the letter ‘J’… can you guess?” (m/n)’s voice caught in his throat, Niko had told him about one person…

“If you really are him… you should be dead!”

“Ah yes, poisoning myself was a good bit on my part, made everyone think I was dead so I could keep working in the shadows. You know that it’s really hard to infect people in the body of a child don’t you?” ‘A’ smiled at the witch below him as his eyes glowed a bright purple. “And now, my dear (m/n), we can be together forever. I’ve gotten enough magical energy to create the perfect world! Without guardians! Without the Man in the Moon! Without all those pesky Witch Hunts!”

(m/n) stood up, only to fall back down because of the swirling tornado of magic.

“Why would you do this? Why would you do this…-





-Jamie!”