My name…is Jack Frost.
I know that because the Moon told me so, now about three hundred and ten years ago.
For all those years, that’s who I knew myself to be. Jack Frost. More recently, I found out my past as a human being. A son and a brother. Died in an ice skating accident. Revived by the Moon. My discovered history adding to the person that was me. Still Jack Frost. Snowballs and fun times. I became a Guardian. The Moon had been right. And this is who I have known myself to be. Believed myself to be.
Then the Doctor came along.
He shattered all of that.
My name is still Jack Frost.
The Moon hadn’t lied to me there.
It was a name he knew was tied to me when he saw me crash-landing into Earth. He knows the names of all. They whisper themselves to him, carried along with wishes.
Mine was the survival of my race.
They had been caught in something called the Time War. All of time and space had been at stake.
The Isfolkais had been an advanced race. More than any that the Doctor had ever known about, even his own. Ancient even by the universe’s standards. Each member ageless. They were powerful, too. Command over ice, snow, frost. Cold. Winter. Anywhere that they dared to go, they carried this with them. Something granted to them by technological advancements allowing them to adapt to their harshly frigid home planet. And for all of this, they were feared.
But yet, they were invisible. Invisible to all who did not know about them. They were a blank, ice-coated planet to passers-by. The few brave ones who dared to explore the barren planet still would not set eyes on any of the Isfolkais, nor their well-camouflaged edifices. Only if you knew about them—if you believed—would you be able to see them. Compliments of yet another technological advancement that affected their DNA. The ultimate defense. On top of this, they made this near impossible. They covered their tracks like no other race before. Their incredible technologies contained only to their species.
To all but a few, they were a hazy legend. One of those that you say, “There’s no way,” after you hear it. If you had even had the fortune of hearing it.
Like an out-of-this world ghost story.
The Time Lords knew. They had command over time. Of course they knew of one unaffected by it. And, in the midst of the Time War, they sought out the help of the Isfolkais.
More specifically, of their technology.
The Isfolkais, in their wisdom and intelligence, saw the corruption of the Time Lords. A corruption brought on by power and the war. So they refused to lend them technologies—created for peaceful purposes and supposedly to be used as such to bring peace—to use ultimately as weapons of war.
A battle had broken out. A peaceful people seen as too risky to leave alone for the opposite side to utilize, fear taking over reason.
The war was brought to them.
A planet and its people were eradicated.
Except for one. A lone survivor. One who had no doubt foreseen the events but gone unheeded. Or at least been the only one to escape. They weren’t very sure. The Doctor and the Moon, that is. The Doctor even proposed a second survivor because of the technology he had nabbed from the Cybermen. Even then, that could have just been a book or something. He didn’t know. Too much doubt, too much to go find out. All in all, he was only sure of one.
I crash-landed into Earth. Passed out at some point or just lost control. Maybe from fighting my way out of the Time War. We don’t know, really. The trauma of the crash wiped out my memories. But the Isfolkais are a sturdy race. I survived, thrown into a coma of sorts, my craft literally liquidated, crash written off by humans as an earthquake, and my out-of-control power formed its remnants into a frozen lake with snow on its banks, with me trapped safely within.
The Moon granted my wish. He awoke me. Saw a way to hide me away from any who may still be seeking out my kind. A way to prevent me from feeling the loss of my people, of my complete isolation. Of being alone in the entire universe instead of just alone in the world. An act of kindness. Yeah, that worked out well. And an opportunity for the protection of the human race. Gave me my name, but a new identity. For my own sake. For my people’s sake. For the sake of humanity’s children.
He kept the lie going. Fed me memories. Gave me more purpose. Just for a bit longer, at least.
Until the time was right, he said.
And boy, does the Doctor know about time.
Let me tell ya, the time would never have been right for this. I guess it had to happen at some point, though.
Sure, I feel like this is all the complete truth. Heck, I know it to be. Call it instinct or whatever. But now what’s replaced that hole of missing information is this brand new gaping scar of being the only one left, combined with my truly missing memories. Which would’ve been all that I had had left of my people.
I now travel with the Doctor in hopes of discovering more about them, hopefully finding a way to recover my lost memories in our search. And maybe, just maybe finding another to share the loss with.
What you’ve stumbled upon here is the recordings of our adventures. It helps me cope. Also just in case anything happens. I hear it’s a good thing to do. And who knows, maybe it’s the only thing remaining of me and my people. So we’re a little bit more than just a legend. So the universe doesn’t forget.
But know this. I took an oath. I believe entirely in this oath. And for it and for the kids, I’ll always return to Earth, my foster home. I will always be its Guardian, because that’s just eternally a part of me and who I am.
I am an Isfolkais.
I…am Jack Frost.
THis is gonna be the only installment in this "episode." I just don't have enough material (or ideas) to make it more than one part. SO it's kinda really like a filler chapter. >.<
That's right. I just created an entire race. mwehehehhe
So basically everything up to this point has been like a prologue...hehehehe....
I don't know. I really just want to write from Jack's perspective. Maybe I'll switch it up and write a couple from the Doctor's perspective in the future? Maybe this won't be the only part to "Identity?" Hmmmm.
Here we also explain why the Doctor can see Jack.
An unexplained yet implied thing is that the kids (and even other Guardians) can see Jack because they believe in him--though through his wintry works/through the Moon (in the case of the Guardians).
Er somefing like that.
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Just checking to see if you've forgotten about Jack and the Doctor. I'm sure they miss you.
Oh, I haven't forgotten. School and life have gotten in the way, not to mention writer's block whenever I try to go back to the story. Hopefully I can get back to it soon.
Are you considering that idea with the movie Epic I off-handly mentioned in a previous comment? I got this following idea while watching the movie earlier of Jack getting nicked in the arm by on of the leader Boggans's poisoned arrows and it doesn't do make except makes his arm sore. However, when those bats cover the moon and the pod starts rotting over, Jack collapses and you can see these black, branching veins sticking out over his skin and he acts as if dying. So while everyone is fighting the Boggans, the Doctor race against time and whatever to save Jack's life. And that's as far as I got. Boy, Am I a Chatty Cathy. Why aren't there more Epic/RotG crossovers? Anyway, I hope inspiration hits you when you want it to. Until then, just enjoy living life. Don't spend too much time on techno-stuff. Wait for Jack Frost to come. And believe in the Doctor. Hold on, switch that. Believe in Jack Frost and wait for the Doctor to come.
Do you have any plans for a sequel?
I was planning on writing a bunch of new chapters and episodes and even started the sequel to this one, but life has gotten in the way for quite a while now and I guess you could say I'm on a bit of a creative hiatus
Will they end up in moon haven? From Epic? Jack might get answers from the rings of knowledge. Plus, I want to see them fight Boggans!
aaaaahhhh this is so good!!! please tell me if the next one is coming soon! I want to know what happens! I have really enjoined reading your writing. And the plot is amazing. It's cool because it's different from most literary works. you put it into episodes, normal stories are in chapters. I don't now, I just really love how you are putting this together. KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK!
That...*sniffs*...that was beautiful, man. I wish I can hug you because this was so, so perfect. Jack's account was flawless. And now he's traveling with the Doctor! Eee! They are gonna be the best of friends! I can't wait to see where they'll go next!
Cool! ^^ Please make more. And....forgive me...but you said a word wrong. It's sought, not sook.
''They sought out the help of the Isfolkis.''
Ah man, thanks for catching that for me. Sometimes I just write and don't look back running on 5 hours or less of sleep. x3
This is awesome!
and that is all. can't wait for the next bit, Eva. ^.^