*Chapter One*

*I remember the day as if it was yesterday. It was cold it had been snowing a lot the few days before. We loved winter it was a beautiful time of year. But also a deadly season many died of sickness it brought. Frostbite being the most comin but me and Jack never really thought about it.

We had been to busy having fun to really care. It was early and I had found myself waking up to yet another nightmare they had always been a problem for me. I don't exactly remember what they were about I just knew was they scared me.

Like most times I would hope up and rush to Jack he had a way to cheer me up. I quietly made my way to Jacks bed. Our house was small with very few rooms meaning me and Jack had to share a room not that we minded.

He layed asleep his brown hair was slightly messy like always. It wasn't hard to tell we were related we both had brown hair and eyes. But Jack looked alot more like our mother than I did unlike him I resembled our father.

Slightly I shook him awake he groaned blinking a few times before looking at me. He gave me a smile sitting up quickly. His eyes made there way to our old dusty window he seemed surprised it was daylight. Like most mornings that I can remember he would rush to our small dirty window and look out at the world.

This was something I couldn't do I wasn't tall enought to see out it. We then would head to our small crummy kitchen were our mother would give us some breakfast.It wasn't much most of the time just bread and if lucky butter.

My mother was a very beautiful woman she was tall with brown hair and hazel eyes. She always seemed happy and wore a smile. Although she seemed healthy she really wasn't. At the time I was to young to no this.

Even with all the signs I never payed attention. I hadn't thought twice about the doctors that came in or out or how pale and tired she always seemes. It wasn't till later I learned she was sick with a very comin sickness that often lead to death. I don't remember exactly what it was called.

I remembered that morning my mother was acting strange. She had asked to talk to Jack alone when they were done talking Jack looked at me and smiled.

"How who you like to go ice skating?" he asked.

I had smiled and went to get my skates forgetting my mothers strangeness. But I later found out my mother sickness had been getting worse and she wanted my brother to get me away from the house so the doctor could run some test.When I had gotten my skates I had rushed to the door pulling my brother he laughed at me.

"Be careful!" my mother told us.

"We will," my brother assured her.

But we weren't we had forgot to check if the ice was too thin or not. I remember my fear when I heard the first creak. Immediately I frozen in place I remembered having a nightmare just like it and in the end I drowned. I shivered at the thought the ice creaked again.

"Its okay its okay don't look down just look at me!" Jack told me.

"Jack im scared!" I cried.

I looked at my brother it wasn't hard to tell he was a scared as I was. He tried to hide it but I was his sister I could see threw it. The ice cracked even more panick filled me.

"I know I know!" he stepped towards me the ice cracking under his bare foot he had removed his skates not long before the Ice had started to crack, "but your going to be alright, your not going to fall Im."

But I wasn't sure I believe him I looked at my brother pleading for help.He looked away for a moment trying to think of what to say.

"Uh," he then spread out his arms as he figured out what to say, "Were going to have a little fun instead. "

"No were not!" I cried. I didn't want to die.

"Would I trick you?" he asked.

"Yes you always play tricks!"

This was true Jack had always been a tricker he liked to joke around and have fun. Everyone thought he was funny I did to. But I hated when he played tricks on me.

"Uh no, no I want, not not this time," he gave me assuring look, "I promise, I promise you, your going to be, your going to be fine."

I took a deep breath looking at him I prayed he was right.

"You have to Believe in me!" he tells me.

And I did, I didn't know why but I did. I nodded letting out the breath I had been holding.

"You wanna play a game?" he asked, "Were gonna play hopscotch like we play everyday."

I slightly smiled nodding my head but I was still nervous and unsure.

"Its as easy as uh One," he took a step the ice creaked loudly, he leaned forward pretending he was keeping for falling which he kind of actually was, "Woe!" I laughed, "Two....Three!" he jumped over near a stick slowly picking it up, "Aright...Now its your turn!"

I looked at him with wide eyes but did it anyway, "One!" he said I stepped forward the ice cracked I let out a small gasp, "Thats it, thats it,...Two!" I took another step letting another gasp, "Three!" he finished leaning forward the stick that was shaped almost like a 'G' at the end wrapped around my waste.

He pulled me slinging me across the ice and him to the place I was once standing. He smiled at me I lifted up and returned it little did I know that was the last I'd see him smile for a long, long time. Jack got to his feet laughing he started to lean forward when there was a loud crack the sound that still echoed in my head.

"JACK!" I cried watching as he disappear into the water underneath the ice.

Everyday I wished I could have saved him. I even wish it was me instead of him and for years I knew I would never be able to repay him for saving my life. My brother died for me, died saving me. As I grew up I never stopped believing in him, I never stopped believing I would see him again.

Most would say this is were my story ends but the truth is its only the beginning. This is the story of how me Emma Overland became a guardian but more importantly how I became a Frost...