As soon as the other guardians were asleep, Sandy crept over to Jack Frost's room. The newest guardian was in a deep sleep. So Sandy sprinkled sand over his head and left the room. The rest was up to Frost.
In his dream, Jack walked among the uncovered walls of a room. He had been to this room before, but could not remember when.
"Jack!Where had you been for the last 300 years?", the voice called from a corner. Frost rubbed his eyes to see himself. Well, the boy did resembled him a lot. Except for the random black streks in his hair. He was wearing the same outfit Jack was wearing and he sounded just like him. The guardian couldn't believe this. That guy was his dark side! "Are you me?", he asked.
His dark side got out of the wooden chair and came face to face. "Yes I am, but I create the down side of ice", Black Ice answered. Jack Frost ran his hand through his white hair. 'Down side of ice?', he thought. Black Ice smirked. "Ice that causes accidents, injuries, and slush that people hate", he explained.
Jack was speechless. He had never done any harm to anyone, not even to childern like Jamie. His dark side walked in circles, trying to breathe normally. "What's wrong, Black Ice?", he asked in confusion.
"I..I had missed protecting you from danger", the other spoken.
"Like when Pitch tried to give you nightmares. I was the one who kept them away from you".
"Why do you care about me?"
"Because I am you! Whenever you were sad, I comfurt you. Whenever you were angery, I calmed you down. All I ask of you is to say 'thank you' and to believe in me".
Frost knew how it feels to be ignored and alone. It was the same for both of them. Jack walked over to Black Ice and hugged him. "I'm sorry for not believing you. Thanks for helping me, Ice", he softly told him.