"The girl was defenceless! No threat whatsoever." Jack paced up and down. He wielded his staff angrily sending flurries of snowflakes in all directions.

"I mean, is Elsa even mortal? If she's purely evil then shouldn't I do something to stop her?"

" Stop it Jack. We all know you're upset, but just give the Man in the Moon a chance to answer…" Tooth laid a consoling hand on Jack's forearm, gently guiding his staff to a less aggressive pose. Jack nodded numbly and sat down, crossed his legs and rested his staff across his knees.

He was already regretting his choice to accompany the other guardians back to the North Pole. Talking to the Man in the Moon was already a tricky business, which required time and patience. Jack, for the moment, had none.

What if Elsa extended her reign of terror? How many lives would be lost whilst he waited for an answer?

North also seemed to have doubts. Flourishing his two swords as if battling an invisible enemy, he kept glancing up into the darkening sky. Although he believed Elsa to be in league with Pitch Black, Jack was glad that someone else had a similar urge to act.

Finally, the moon's face peered down at the gathered guardians. North spoke gravely,

" Manny, what must we do about this Elsa? Has she joined forces his Pitch Black? My belly tells me it is so… but we'd like to hear it from you."

If Jack had been less wrapped up in his thoughts, he would have observed the dark shadow passing across the moon's surface.

Then, a narrow beam of light shone down onto the floor. Intrigued, Jack leant closer. A multi-dimensional Elsa was rising from the floor: head first followed by her shoulders and signature braid, then her torso, legs and high-heeled shoes. Jack bit into his cheek, and consciously made himself relax his grip on his staff. Elsa turned to face him… but her eyes were not alike those of a cat. They were round and full and the iris was a brilliant turquoise.

" Her eyes are different! In my dream they were thinner and she was… she looked," Jack gestured wildly before lamely adding,

"… eviler."

Tooth flitted closer to Elsa, scrutinising her from head-to-toe before reaching out towards her. As Tooth's feathery arm brushed against her, Elsa spun around with an anxious frown. She couldn't see the Guardian's but searched around nevertheless. North spoke up at the moon,

" Manny, this isn't helpful. She doesn't look like a threat but in Jack's dream she killed a child. Please, this could be serious!"

Seconds passed, and Elsa grew more and more distressed. A second figure rose from the floor beside her, Jack recognised the two ginger plaits instantly.

" But how is this even possible? She's supposed to be dead! Elsa struck her! I don't understand."

The moon's light waned and the glittering figures disappeared as quickly as they had come. Jack tried unsuccessfully to grab them, but he couldn't grasp anything besides thin air. Embracing his knees, Jack bowed his head in thought.

He didn't know the answers. The Man in the Moon was struggling to send coherent advice but Jack knew what he needed to do.

" I'm going to see Elsa."