Welcome to High School, Chapter Three: Code Red
by SnowFlower Frost
Summary: The Guardians are going to High School. Nothing can go wrong, right? That's if you forget the fact that Pitch and Manny are in charge, the Guardians are secret agents, and they're going to school in none other then Burgess. High School AU, Agent!Guardians, Principal!Manny, Vice-Principal!Pitch. For CottonCandy1234's fanfiction contest.
Disclaimer: In no way, shape, or form do I claim to own Rise of the Guardians. I am simply borrowing it's characters. I am not making any money from this, as you can see. If I was, I wouldn't be writing on a half-broken laptop.
Huge thank you to River Melody, my beta and fellow mod of a RotG forum. Rivie, thanks so much. Love ya:)
Jack stood nervously at the front of the classroom, his feet twitching and his hands shaking. Tooth smiled encouragingly at him from her seat in the front row, and he took a deep breath.
"Hi," he waved half-heartedly. "My name is Jack Frost, I'm from Minneapolis, I have no siblings or pets. I moved here a few days ago, and I live in Snowball Condos."
The teacher, Mr. Richards, smiled at him from behind his desk. "Thank you, Mr. Frost. Take a seat, and welcome to high school!"
"Thank you, sir," Jack said, taking his seat with a sigh.
Tooth leaned over to him and whispered. "Good job, Jack."
He nodded as if he believed her. Which he of course didn't. His trained ears picked up the snickers, his eyes detected the muffled laughter in the shake of people's shoulders. He could, however, say he didn't care. He was here on a mission, not for leisure, and certainly not to learn, or make friends.
He thought the idea of friends was a luxury, because, for as long as he could remember, he had felt invisible, lost, and alone. It would have brought tears to his eyes, if he wasn't one of the Agency. And he could kill without batting an eye. Well, theoretically. According to them. But then again, they were always right.
The class period passed quickly, except for one point at the middle, after the rather embarrassing start. It happened when a freshman came into the room.
A knock sounded on the door. "Sylvie, would you get that?" Mr. Richards asked an unsuspecting student.
Sylvie nodded. "Yes, Mr. Richards."
She opened the door, and let a brown-haired brown-eyed girl into the room. For reasons unknown to him, Jack was immediately drawn to her. He wanted to protect her, to keep her safe, to have her look up to him. He wanted her to love him. But he brushed those silly thoughts aside. He had no sister, she couldn't be his. He had just been born six years ago, he assumed.
Mr. Richards smiled warmly. "Pippa Overland, how can I help you?"
"Mr. Richards, Ms. Ralph needs some tape. Do you have any?" The girl asked softly, with a smile on her face.
Mr. Richards smiled and nodded. "I do, Miss Overland."
He rummaged in the drawers of his desk and withdrew a roll of tape from one of them, handing it over to Pippa.
"Thank you very much, sir." Pippa told him with a grin.
She opened the door and turned to go. For some weird reason, Jack's eyes were drawn to her, he couldn't look away. He felt the urge to run after her and make sure she was always safe.
"Oh! Sir!" Pippa turned around. "Jack Frost, your new student, has period three free so he can attend the Club's meetings in the Café."
Then she left. Jack felt a pang, but sternly ordered himself to stop it. She wasn't his sister, for Heaven's sake!
"You're very much welcome, my dear!" Mr. Richards called after her. "And Mr. Frost just heard you, I assume." He shut the door, and Jack's eyes dimmed as he nodded obediently. Yes, yes he had.
"Jack!" Tooth exclaimed, startling him out of his daze. "This is your English Classroom. I trust you can find your way inside?"
Jack nodded. "Uh, yeah, Tooth. Thanks." He smiled at her.
She hurried off. "I'll meet you here at the bell!" She called over her shoulder, in afterthought.
Jack smiled, waited for her to disappear, then dashed off the other way. He had a school to investigate. He frowned as he noticed a mostly deserted corridor. Suspicious, much? He barely noticed the bell ring as he wandered around. He turned the corner on the hallway, ignoring the plainly visible 'DO NOT ENTER' sign.
It appeared to be another long hallway, with posters and wanted signs- what?- plastered everywhere. He heard voices, and cursed quietly, jumping inside one of the lockers and praying not to be noticed.
"Are you sure he's the one, General?" A familiar voice- Tooth!- asked.
The next voice was unfamiliar but comforting and caring all the same. "Toothiana, I am positive. He must be rescued from Pitch Black's clutches at once if we wish to ever have a hope of defeating him."
There was a pause, then Tooth replied with. "I believe you, General. You say Black's here as the Vice-Principal?"
"Yes," the General answered. "He took the bait."
Jack peered out through a slit in the locker and could hardly believe his eyes. General Moon and Toothiana were walking side by side, General Moon's arm slung over Tooth's shoulders in a father-daughter sort of way. "Though we may not be many, we are strong, fierce, and we are not afraid to fight for what is right."
Tooth nodded. "I have never been so proud to be a Guardian as when we're helping others." She smiled warmly. "Jack seems like a good kid, a bit confused, maybe. But that's understandable, after all. He did grow up with Pitch."
Jack froze. What?! No, that was not possible. They must suspect he was listening, be trying to play mind games with him. But he wouldn't fall for them! No, he was better, smarter then that. He was smarter then them.
General Moon laughed slightly. "Yes, Toothiana, I agree. Come with me and tell me all about him. Jack Frost is an admirable young man, I may even consider asking him to join us after we reunite him with his past."
Tooth's eyes went big. "You would?"
General Moon nodded. "Yes, I would. Despite being one of Pitch's spies, he is smart, and loyal, with a pure heart and, should it be allowed to develop, a mind for fun. He would make a perfect member of the Agency of Guardians for the Protection of Childhood Worldwide.
"He is strong, brave, and sweet, with an urge to protect those he loves and an infectious smile, Toothiana. Where even Aster cannot get through to the children, I believe that he just might be able to.
"I have complete faith in him, Toothiana, my dear," General Moon finished his speech with a smile. "As should you."
They disappeared into an office, and Jack cautiously opened the locker door and slipped out, back down the 'DO NOT ENTER' hallway, and directly to the Vice-Principal's office. This was a situation confirmed.
There was no other word for it, much to Jack's reluctance and pity. It was time to call in the big guns. This was a Code Red.
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