Hello everyone! So glad you clicked on this story! Just to let you all know, this is the third book in my little trilogy here and you may want to read the other two before this one. It will make a whole lot more sense, trust me. The first book is Frozen 2 Part 1 and 2, and the second book is Frozen Over. And without further ado, heeeeeeere we go! Please let me know what you thought!

Chapter 1 Nightmares

Jack's POV

I was flying. Flying in complete darkness. I couldn't see am thing. Unseen twigs grabbed for me and scratched my face.

"Jack!" that was Elsa's voice. I banked toward it.

"Father! Father, help!" Luke! His voice was in the opposite direction. Now I was torn; save Elsa, or my son?

"Jack! Help me, please!" Elsa was in agony.

"Jack! Jack Frost!" North!

"Jack, mate! Help me for once!" Bunny!

"Jack!" Tooth!

Now the voices were all around me, all asking for help. Where should I go? Who should I save first?

"Jack!" Elsa's voice, right in front of me.

I zoomed forward until I saw a light behind a door in the wall. I opened it to see Elsa, Luke, and all the other guardians except Sandy. I gasped in horror. They didn't look normal; they were Pitchified; they were their dark selves.

"You should have helped us when you had the chance," they said as one. "Now it's too late."

I stepped back as they advanced toward me, only to find myself against a wall. Pitch had gotten to all of them, now it was my turn.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I looked to my right to see Elsa sleeping peacefully. I breathed a sigh of relief; it was only a dream. I quietly slipped out of bed and padded to the curtain covered window. I pushed one gently aside and watched the sun slowly rise over the mountains.

I heard the padding of feet from behind me. "Good morning, Jack," Elsa greeted me with a yawn. "Are you okay? You don't look like you got much sleep."

"I didn't." My turn to yawn.

"Nightmares again?" she guessed.

I nodded. Ever since Heidi was taken by Isla. Ten years of restless nights. I knew that although Elsa probably didn't have nightmares every night, she barely got any sleep. It was because Anna sent us out every day to look for her lost daughter, and even though we always came home exhausted, we couldn't sleep because we always came home empty-handed.

"Where do you want to look today?" I asked.

Elsa thought for a minute. "We should try the globes again."

"We tried that last time," I reminded him. "It didn't work. We came to the place Pitch's lair was last time, but where is it now?"

Elsa sighed tiredly. "I know. But it never hurts to try."

I took out the globe North had given me. "Pitch Black," I spoke into it.

I threw it on the ground and the portal opened. Elsa and I stepped into it and found ourselves in pitch darkness. Elsa made a lantern that filled the space with blue light. We staggered back in surprise when we turned to see Pitch, Jake, and Isla standing there. I gripped my staff harder and Elsa readied the hand that wasn't holding the lantern.

Pitch shook his head disappointedly. "You two really need to learn your manners. Barging into someone's home uninvited. What are you doing here anyway? Wait, let me guess," Pitch held up one finger and pretended to think for a minute. "Oh, you must be here for the princess. Lovely girl. Takes after her mother. Can't say that that was a compliment, but still, a lovely girl. I'll make sure she gets every chance to use those unique powers of hers."

"She has powers?" Elsa asked.

"Yes, and she is actually free to use them."

I knew this was directed at Elsa. "What are you getting at?" I demanded.

"You're so useless!" Pitch shot at Elsa. "You cared too much. 'What if I hurt Anna again?' At least that powered your fear. But then," Pitch gave a little laugh. "Then, you admitted to yourself that you were in love!" he spat the word out. "That wasn't supposed to happen! Recognise me?" His body shrunk until he was about half the size of me.

I heard Elsa stifle a gasp of horror. The man Pitch had changed into was the Duke of Weselton. Pitch had been at Elsa's coronation. He was the reason Arendelle had thought Elsa was a monster.

The small man chuckled. "Didn't expect this did you?" he changed back to his true form. "The plan was perfect. You fled Arendelle, Anna came after you, you struck Anna; it was all planned out. But then love got in the picture. Anna was supposed to remain frozen, and then you would be in a mopey-dopey faze all the time, and I would get in the picture and help you rule. But of course she protected you and everything is how it is."

"And I'm glad it is!" Elsa retorted. "Now where is she?"

"Who? Heidi?" Jake spoke for the first time. "She's busy. And I'm afraid you have to leave now."

"Bye, bye!" Isla waved at us. Elsa and I blinked and found ourselves back in our bedroom.

"Oh! I just want to – to …" Elsa clenched and unclenched her fists in anger.

I put a hand on her shoulder. "I know," I answered. "I know."

Elsa's POV

I shook my head. I still couldn't understand how Isla lived with herself; after stealing Heidi and being aligned with the most evil person on the planet.

Oh, it's not so bad.

I glanced around. "Did you hear that?" I asked Jack.

"Hear what?"

"It sounded like Isla."

Oh, goody, you can hear me. I've been waiting for this day for a long time, you know. Ever since I became me, really.

There it was again. Suddenly, I remembered something Jake had said ten years ago. He had said that he could feel what Jack felt, and knew what he thought. Isla could probably do the same, and Jack and I could probably feel whatever they are thinking and feeling.

Wow. That took a long time for you to figure out. Then again, I'm not very surprised since it took you ten years to find us.

I gritted my teeth, and Jack looked at me quizzically. "What's wrong?"

"It's Isla," I answered. "She's talking to me through her thoughts."

Jack's eyes widened. "She can do that?"

I nodded. "She can also feel my thoughts and feelings; Jake can do the same. Couldn't you hear her?"

Isla's thoughts laughed. Jackie-boy can't hear me, Elsa. I'm your other self, not Jackie's.

Do not call him that. I ordered.

Ooh. Someone is protective.

I let that go. While you're in my head, maybe you could give me some information. I felt disgust that must have been Isla's.

Fine, but if it's personal, I'm not answering.

I only want you to answer a few questions. Number one; what kind of powers does Heidi have?

You don't know? Earth. She has earth powers.

What does that mean?

She can make plants grow faster, she can pick up chunks of rock and earth without using her hands. You know, that sort of stuff.

Thanks. That's all for now. I turned back to Jack. "Isla told me what powers Heidi has."

"What kind?"

"Earth. She can make plants grow quicker, and she can pick up chunks of earth or rock without using her hands."

Jack nodded thoughtfully "Pitch must be training her how to use her powers. His way."

Panic flickered through my body, followed by a wave of exhaustion. Talking to Isla through my thoughts over a long distance must have worn me out.

"You look tired," Jack commented.

"I am," I admitted.

"Why don't you get some rest?" he suggested.

"Alright," I lay on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

I was in the castle ballroom; Anna was looking hurt. I turned and started walking toward the ballroom door.

"What did I ever do to you?!" Anna questioned.

"Enough, Anna," I returned.

"No, why? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?!"

"I said enough!" Ice flew from my hand and separated me from everyone in the room.

I ran from the staring people and sped through the many hallways until I burst through the outside doors. I dodged people until my bare hand touched the fountain and everyone stepped back in fear.

"There she is! Stop her!" the Duke shouted.

"Please, just stay away from me!" I begged, holding up my hands. "Stay away!" Ice once more shot from my hand and hit the stairs.

The Duke fell and then pointed at me. "Monster! Monster!" he cried

All the people around him joined in. "Monster. Monster," they chanted. Anna and Jack appeared in the door and started chanting themselves. "Monster. Monster. Monster!"

The voices grew louder and louder with every time they said the word. I looked from one person to the other, my eyes finally landing on Jack. His eyes glittered with anger and hatred. I looked to Anna; her eyes gleamed with the same; in fact everyone around me had their eyes littered with hostility, and they were all still calling me a monster.

I sank to my knees, consumed in fear and shame. "No, no. I'm not a monster, I'm not a monster; I'm not!" I was sobbing now; so loudly I woke myself up, and still continued sobbing until Jack burst into the room.

"Elsa? Snowflake, what's wrong? Nightmare?"

I nodded and wrapped my arms around my knees, sobbing into them.

"Can you tell me about it?"

I sent him the main picture of my dream; Jack staring at me with hatred in his gaze, his mouth shouting the word I hated most.

Jack sat next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, and pulling me close, so that my head rested on his shoulder. "Elsa, that will never come true; I would never call you a monster. And I love you too much to ever hate you. Okay?" I nodded. "Never forget that," he whispered.