This is the 3rd one! Fearless. Who should wait? The Touch duet is now called a Touch Trilogy. Sorry if you know that "Bother" is pretty boring at the first even at the other chapters. I'll try to make this story interesting just like before. Yeeeeah. Promise. I'll do it.
"Jack Frost!" Elsa shrieked as they were still hovered on the dark sky. "Help me!"
Pitch was alarmed when he heard Elsa cry for Jack. "Oh, come on, your Majesty. There's no need to cry," he comforted her sweetly and leans near to her.
"There is," she replied, with a bit of rage then pushes him with her elbows. "Didn't you know you took me away from him?!"
"Think so," he sneered.
"You're so mean," Elsa replied and shot an icy stare at Pitch.
"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa," he started. "No one should stare at me like that."
"Everyone should," Elsa answered at an all-out rage and moves restlessly to let go of Pitch's grip. "Let me go!"
"I'll never do it," he replied. "Forever you will stay and die with me. We will be together, and—"
Elsa interrupts him impatiently and screams, "NOOOOOOO!"
"Control yourself, Elsa," he ordered. "I'll kiss you by now."
"Don't!" Elsa screamed but Pitch leaned in to her. "No! NO! NO—" Too late. Pitch kissed her square at her lips. His lips were coarse but passionate just as he kissed Elsa's—soft, sweet and what makes it sweet is the taste of her lipstick and everything. They let go of each other.
"How about you?" Pitch asked. "Agree?"
Elsa was still in rage. "I don't love you! Let me go!" Pitch never did and dropped themselves to his hole. He pulled Elsa like the way people were put to prison.
"Do you really love me, Elsa?" he asked in a romantic voice.
Elsa was looking at his obscure yellow eyes and shook her head. "No!" Then she walked away. Pitch grasped her hand and pulled her nearer but Elsa lets go of his grasp. "Just stay away from me. I'm dangerous."
"If you are, so I am," Pitch replied then broadens his voice. "I…am the guardian of fear." It scared Elsa. She feared of it. "I do not fear it. I spread it."
Elsa slapped his face hard. "I can't believe you're evil to people!" she retorted and pointed her finger at Pitch. He staggered by her accusation. "You are the reason why I forgot Jack Frost and hurt him so much especially his heart. I know I've been so naïve in some things but I'm learning to experience them. As I experience you, you are the scariest creature in this world. You're an alien! That's why if it's possible, you'd better die. I don't want to see you in this world again, alien," she screamed and shot a glare at him. "Fine. I'll take my stuff and return to Arendelle." She walked away but Pitch grasped her hand again.
"Just like what I said a while ago. You…are staying…with me," he replied with ruthless eyes.
"Pitch, don't!" Elsa screamed.
"Fine. I'll lock you in your dungeon!" Pitch shot her a glare. "Guards!" he called. Two black dragons showed up to him.
Pitch commanded, "Lock Elsa in a dungeon. She will never escape me. Hahahahaha!" The two dragons agreed and carried her away. Pitch went with them. As they reached the dungeon, they opened the door of the dungeon. The dungeon looked like the prison Arendelle has (it was actually the dungeon Elsa was trapped at the movie "Frozen"). They pushed Elsa hard. Elsa felt breathless as she was pushed to the ground. Pitch looked at her eyes with a nasty look. "You can never escape me."
"Yes I can!" she proclaimed. "Just wait. You will never know when."
"It will never happen…" Pitch said ruthlessly.
"You're so ruthless!" Elsa squealed. "Even your eyes are ruthless too!"
"No one cares," Pitch replied with a nasty sneer then slammed the door of her dungeon. Elsa was left alone in the dark dungeon. She had nothing to eat neither something to drink. No one to talk to but to herself. No one to have fun to neither herself. No place to stay in but only this dungeon. She was afraid to live alone by herself. She started to sing softly by herself.
"Oh, how could this life be?
When you're left alone without me?
I could never be free…" she ended. She sobbed silently by herself. She didn't want Pitch to hear her cry every single moment. I guess I shall die here all my life. Anna, I'll bestow upon you the blessing of being the next queen of Arendelle. You might never see me again. Goodbye, Anna. Goodbye, Kristoff. Goodbye, Jack. And goodbye…Arendelle.
This is a bit so sad. Why could not Elsa revenge? Let's find out. Please review.
