WARNING: Abusive Bunnymund. Jack-Self Harm.

I do not own ROTG.

Have you ever had the feeling that you didn't belong; that no matter where your soul lead you, you wouldn't be of importance to any part of the earth? The sadness creeping in upon your heart, destroying it, corrupting it, corroding it; it killed you, but made you feel alive at the same time. The sadness never ever abandoned you, it lead you through the darkest times; always reminding you it was there. So you were never truly alone, sadness was always there, always by your side, constantly reminding you, you had a friend.

A young winter spirit new this tale too perfectly to be natural. It was his life, his essence and he dove into it every waking moment. He was immortality 17 years old, but had 300 years of knowledge stowed away within the broad horizons of his mind. His white hair tousled in the wind as he waived in and out of the air like a master in his element. His blue hoodie descended upwards around his minuscule waist as the currents of air nestled themselves next to his body. His earthly coated pants clung to his legs as he was lifted higher and higher into the air, not a care in the world, not that he had anything to care about anyways.

He was alone, always has been, always will. Climbing higher into the atmosphere a trickling tear flew from his frost coated cheeks and plummeted to the ground. No…I will not cry! Jack screamed to himself. He's been alone for 300 years; he could handle it a little more. Flying into the poles, Jack descended down and sat upon one of the colossal glaciers which loomed over the barren land. No one cared to notice him anymore, and the ones that did, hated him. He had tried to get their attention. All of which ended badly. Bunny, the guardian who he seemed fascinated with the most, hated him with the deepest rage someone could muster. He was a spring spirit, so Jack thought he could lighten the massive Bunny's day by adding a few snowflakes for him and the kids. The kids loved the snow, and it added even more of challenge for them to find the eggs, something he thought Bunny would love. He could see himself, pelting snowballs at the giant fur-ball while they play amongst the children. Too bad it was only a foolish fever dream.

Bunny completely destroyed Jack, beating him with the giant things he called feet, and bolstering insults at the young spirit for ruining his holiday. Jack had bruises littering his body for weeks, not just physically, but mentally as well. Everyone hated him. Tooth was just obsessed with his teeth, not him, North only acknowledged his presence, not really paying attention to if Jack was there or not, and Sandy? Well Sandy was different. He was so busy, how could he spend time with the others, let alone Jack? Jack was completely, and utterly alone.

Stifling a sniff, Jack pulled his staff to rest in his lap. Resting his eyes upon the object, Jack sighed at the thought. He knew he shouldn't do this, but what other option did he have? No one else would listen, so he did what he had to do. Taking the frost frozen staff, Jack weakly brought the straight end to his left wrist. Pulling down his blue tinted sleeve, he began to carve simple lines into his pale white skin. Crimson tears began flowing from his arms as his body screamed with pain, he rejoiced in pleasure. The emotionally baring sadness which plagued him left momentarily with the fluid rushing down his body, dripping into a pool just next to his feet. Smiling sadly, Jack did the same to the other wrist, smirking as he looked towards the red symphonies emanating from his wrists. Minutes turned to hours as Jack sat there, staring at his blood warping into the ice below him. A light racket disturbed him from his bliss as it rang in his ears behind him. Jack thinking quickly, threw his sleeves back up, and frosted over the patches of blood still visible; doing the same to the end of the staff he used to commit the act. Once satisfied, Jack slowly turned to see a pair of rabbit ears emerging from the ground. Great…Jack softly sang in his head. Before he knew it, said ears occupied with a body, were hopping over to where the frost boy lay.

"Oi! There you are Frost; I've been looking for 'ya." The bunny said while standing behind the spirit. Jack just simply shrugged and rolled his eyes; turning back to gaze at the winter land before him.

"Oh yeah, why would you be looking for me?" Jack said, adding efficiency to the last part. "What did I do this time?" Jack argued.

Bunny began to bolster back. "You mean you don't know!? Come on Frost, I know you're stupid, but you're certainly not that dense."

"I have no idea what you're talking about, and I could care less." Jack said. As soon as the words left his lips, Jack found himself being thrown back and crashing into an ice blanketed glacier; an angry Bunny following close behind. He was quickly lifted up into the air and pinned back against the ice with furry hands trapped around his collar.

"YOU COULD CARE LESS!? JACK! YOU'RE KILLING INNOCENT KIDS!" Bunny's nose flared as his anger boiled. Jack was taken back. He couldn't have killed kids, he LOVED kids. He would never do that, no matter what.

"You're the dense one Kangaroo." Jack pushed off Bunny's grip and it startled the overgrown rabbit, as he stared wide eyed at the boy now standing right in front of him. "You know DAMN well I would never hurt a child. I love them more than I love myself." Jack said staring straight into the now piercing eyes of the rabbit.

"I've had enough of your shit Frost, I can deal with you ruining my holiday in '68, but when you start messing with my ankle biters, you're dead to me. Literally." Bunny emphasized the last word as the Australian Pooka was now inches away from the winter child's face. Jack had no time to react as a sickening pain flooded his body. Glancing down he saw Bunny had took his famous boomerang's and stabbed him, right through his stomach. Smirking, the rabbit watched Jack fall down. Standing over the crumbling spirit, the Kangaroo snatched his weapon back, but not before twisting it around inside of Jack causing screams to echo around them. "I'll never know why MiM choose someone like YOU to become a spirit, but mark my words Frost. You ever, EVER, hurt another child again, and I WILL kill you." Before Jack knew it, the overgrown Kangaroo had retrieved his weapon and left, leaving Jack to fall into the pain again.

Sobbing for hours, Jack finally found his strength to sit up and lean against the now cracked glacier. More tears fell down as he looked around, finding his staff just a few feet away. Pain seared threw him as his reached for his staff, but he knew he had to get it. Finally retrieving the object, Jack sat back, more tears falling from his innocent blue eyes. He couldn't do this anymore. The loneliness, the beatings from bunny, and now this; it was all MiM's fault anyway, and he hated the moon for it. Staring down at his staff, Jack knew what he had to do. Weakly standing, Jack took flight into the air, the wind cradling him as he went higher, and higher into the atmosphere. Once he figured he was at a good height Jack took in his surroundings. The sun was now rising over the sea, and he could see a few other continents from his height in the sky. The orange hue tinted the sky with its rays, wrapping itself in and out of the clouds, casting peace over the lands. Feeling the remorse of the wind, Jack just chuckled and mumbled an apology.

"Sorry wind…you'll find someone else to be with you soon, I'm sure." His snow sprinkled teeth shined through his saddened smile. Feeling the winds caressing him one last time, he pleaded in a silent whisper, reconciling in a silent sob. "Let me go…"

Seconds later and Jack was plummeting to the ground, feeling the wind whip around him, wanting to catch him but failing to do so. They seemed sad to watch their rider fall closer to the ground, and could do nothing but watch. Smiling and closing his eyes, Jack slipped into a peaceful sleep as darkness overtook him. Finally, it was over.

If you don't really understand what Bunny was mad over, it was the fact Jack's snow storms were killing innocent people, including kids. His emotions in this story are connected to his powers, so when he was crying and cutting himself, a snow storm unleashed it self somewhere on the earth without Jack knowing.

This is a one-shot but I could continue it if you want me to. If not, it stays how it is. xD Hope you enjoyed and it didn't make you too Angsty for one night.