Prologue
Strength. How long ago had he found it failing him? Too long. He had imprisoned the Guardians, killed one, but there were others. Others that still needed to be dealt with. And that child. The child that still believe. Why couldn't he find her? Why couldn't he trace her? It was ridiculous being trapped within this weak body. It had served him well for hundreds of years. But it was fighting him more and more as he drew closer to his goal. Communicating had been one step closer. But it also was one step behind, because he had opened him self up Kozmotis's thoughts. His loud thoughts.
You chose me Shadow. You should have known you couldn't hold me back forever.
"Shut up!" of course he knew he couldn't hold him back forever. That wasn't the plan. He had first taken over this body he had no choice. Mani had weakened him, and this man was his only ticket to surviving. But he couldn't have full power. He could shift others to his will, bend with the shadows, but he couldn't gain real control. Of course defeating Mani had helped. A little. But he still was too weak. He still needed a body. If only there was a way to heal him self.
There isn't, you might as well give up.
He ignored the voice and looked at Norths quiet workshop. Jokul had returned, proud of his work. But he wanted Jack to kill for himself. He was furious. Jokul didn't care, he had his staff back, he had his power. But the boogie man did. He cared. Not that he could do much in his currant state. If only there was a way to heal him self. To bring himself back his own body. Then he would have the power. His mind flicked back to memories. He could tell if they were Kozmotis's or his. About a girl, with healing hair. Suddenly Rapunzel's face made a match. He smiled.
No! I won't let you!
"Quiet Kozmotis! You have no power over me." He smiled again. Finally, a chance at power. All he had to do was find that girl.