A/N: Thank you guys for the reviews so far! I'm glad you are enjoying it. :) Just an FYI, though this story is mostly Jack's POV, there will be some parts that are third person POV, to describe what is happening with Elsa. I get a little confused when first person switches between two people. So, when we see writing in third person, note that is what is going on in the world of Elsa. :D Too confusing?! BALRHSKFKJ! How about this? I'll even write Elsa so you know. :D

A few years ago, I saw her standing on a platform with her mother, and sister. Her father stood in front of them, saying something about...I don't know, change I think. (I wasn't really paying attention.) She was graceful, poised, the exact opposite of everything I had ever known. And wow was she beautiful, with almost white blonde hair, and big blue eyes.

She didn't see me. No one ever sees me. .

"FROST!", a voice awakened me from a strange dream I was having. I was flying around, making snow with my hands. I love dreaming. I just hated waking up.

I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep in the recliner. I was stiff, and my feet were killing me. Taking a moment to examine them, bloodied and cut, I noted that I'd probably have to get a pair of shoes soon.

I turned to the voice and saw Mund staring at me. Tooth wasn't there, so I assumed she was off working her shift. As I had said before, Mund and I didn't quite get along. I'm not even sure how he became part of our little 'group' honestly. Might have had something to do with his exceptional ability to steal, and coerce people.

"What?!", I yelled back. He just pointed to our small TV, the kind that you really have to squint to look at. Me? I didn't actually like watching it. We only had about ten channels, and most were news. Did I really need to be reminded of the shit storm we are in?

At this moment though, the words 'BREAKING NEWS' ran along the bottom of the television in red and white. A small brown haired lady stood outside in front of what looked like the Governors home.

Oh yes, our lovely town had a Governor, who didn't do anything except for sit in his fancy estate up on the hill and twiddle his thumbs.

"If you are just tuning in, I am standing in front of Governor Snow's estate, where the police were phoned at around 8:30 PM.", said the woman on the TV. Shit. I've been asleep for what, six hours? "Elsa Snow, one of the two Governors daughter, has officially been reported missing. She was last seen in the courtyard, the Governor states. If there is any sight of her, please contact the police immediately with her whereabouts."

The Governors daughter, eh? She wouldn't last a day in this town, that I was sure of.

"Missing...", Mund mumbled. I raised a brow questioningly. "Think of the kind of money that bloke would give to the people who found his sweet little girl." I could almost see his mind working, like a clock, the gears turning in his head. Mund was smart, I'd give him that, but he only used his knowledge for his benefit.

I could only laugh, a short loud one, rolling my eyes. "I'm not sure how the Governor would feel when a crew of known criminals show up at his door with his daughter."

Mund almost growled at me. I swear, he was more like a raging animal than a human sometimes. "Then we find her, kidnap her, and hold her for ransom."

How did this guy think of this shit? Sure, we weren't innocent by any means in this city, but it's never been beyond stealing and beating the crap out of a few people for a stack of cash. Well... there were also the drugs that Tooth attempted to sell nightly, now that Sandman (Albert, heh.) was behind bars.

"You're ridiculous Mund." I shook my head at him, and stood, wincing at the pain in my feet against the Burberry rug. "I'm going for a walk."

I walked to the door, grabbing a knife from the table beside my recliner. In this town, you could never be too careful.

Elsa

This wasn't something she was used to, and as she walked through the dirty streets of the city, she knew that this was a mistake. Why was it so imperative that she leave? All she remembered was the sight of a young man being introduced to her as a 'suitor', and she couldn't breathe. Sitting at dinner with her family was already enough, dealing with these people who didn't care about the world outside.

Elsa cared. She tried to understand what was going on out there. Her father's pristine estate, with it's green grass, and flowing waterfall into a pool was almost an eyesore to her when she looked at what it overlooked.

Was it just her, or was this place just always a shade darker than the rest of the world? Fear began to set in as she walked, and the thought that she should have at least changed her clothes couldn't help but roll through her mind. She looked too out of place.

Her floor length teal dress brushed against the cobblestone beneath her feet, silver heals clicking and occasionally getting stuck in the rivets and holes. Her white blonde hair lay over her shoulder in a fishtail braid, strands escaping here and there from their confinement.

Was someone watching her? She turned her head to look over her shoulder, her diamond earrings swaying and pulling at her lobes. This wasn't good.

Why did she do this? Where would she go?

"Well, hellooooo thereee.", a voice said from her right side, coming from an alley to lead in between two tall brick buildings. A man emerged, and her fear amplified. A pale man, with eyes that almost seemed black, walked towards her, a small bit of wind ruffling his black greasy hair. "Now, what is a beautiful lady like you, doing in an ugly place like this?" His voice was like silk, slipping off of his tongue.

Elsa's mouth opened to let out a small squeak. "I-I'm going for a walk. It's a beautiful night for it." She pulled herself together (at least, she tried.), and stood a little taller. "Is there something I can help you with sir?"

"A walk..." He chuckled, taking another step.

Just a few feet away... Elsa thought.

"You must not be from around here. It's not safe to go for walks at this time of night." Another step towards her, and he was able to reach out a pale hand to touch her cheek, to which she pulled away immediately.

"Do NOT touch me.", she yelled, immediately regretting her efforts to care for this place. No, at this moment it was right back at the pristine estate, with the green grass, and flowing waterfall pool that she craved.

It didn't stop him. His fingertips drifted to her neck, and onto her bare shoulder. "I can almost smell the fear on you... and my oh my, it smells lovely." He leaned in, and now to scared to move, she could only hear him take a whiff of the air around her.

Her eyes began to well up, tears threatening to spill.

"HEY PITCH!", the mans head immediately turned and her's slowly followed to see a pale barefooted man, with white hair, standing with a knife in his hand.

Jack

I watched the whole thing, and no one saw me. Maybe it was my smaller stature that made it easy for me to hide? Needless to say, I watched her walk around aimlessly, looking for somewhere to go, and I knew it was her: the missing Governors daughter. And all I could think, was damn. Shortly after that, I had a flitting thought that she was probably NOT in the right neighborhood with those clothes.

Then I saw him come out from the shadows, like he normally did. Pitch. I didn't know what his real name was, but everyone just called him Pitch. A man who's only goal in life was scaring people into giving him money, and ahem... other things. Looked like he found his next victim, and I was not about to let him get his hands on this one.

"HEY PITCH!", I had yelled, and while he looked at me right away, she looked too afraid to. Probably sounded like I said bitch. Who's name is Pitch anyways...

"Frost... Aren't you normally in bed by now? Tucked all away with the rest of your friends.", Pitch said to me, not taking his hands off of her. I don't know why, but it started to piss me off.

I rolled my eyes, perhaps with more exaggeration than it should have been. Just a touch dramatic, I could be. "You're touching my lady, and I don't appreciate it." I walked towards them, knife in hand, ready to use it. I had stabbed people before. Once you get over the fact that someone was bleeding in front of you, it wasn't that big of a deal.

She looked at me confused, and I widened my eyes slightly. One of those, just go with it, looks.

"Oh, thank God you're here!", she said. Wow, I liked her voice. Sexy, smooth. Beautiful. "I've been waiting for you!" Girl was a good actor, had to give it to her.

Pitch looked between the both of us, and scoffed. "Him? Really? Sweetheart...you are too much of a beautiful treasure to be running around with a ball of dirty snow like that."

She obviously didn't care what the Man of Shadows (he probably had that made into a name tag by the way.) had to say, because she was suddenly taking the few steps towards me.

"I can't believe you got-", well, in my defense, I did TRY to speak, but suddenly she had crushed her lips against mine. Yea, this girl deserved a fucking award.

I can't say I didn't return the kiss. Had to get this guy off of our backs, didn't I? But maybe, just maybe, I could have been a little stronger to resist. But no, instead, with knife in one hand, I took the other and I had touched her face, stroking it with my thumb, and soon after putting that same hand on the back of her head, pulling her into me. She didn't seem to mind.

She even parted those soft lips ever so slightly, allowing my tongue to snake in and lightly stroke hers. Then she stopped. Just like that she stopped, and I was left wanting-no, not wanting, NEEDING more.

Putting my own needs aside, I turned to Pitch, who seemed disappointed that his prey had already been snapped up.

"Fine Frost, but you better keep an eye on her. Next time I won't be so nice...", and he vanished into the shadows, just as he had come.

We both watched the alley in which he left for a few moments, before I looked at her, and wow, did I LOOK at her. Living in a mansion with servants certainly did good for the body.

"Heh, so... why don't you come with me?", I muttered, and surprisingly, when I began to walk, she followed.

It didn't take long to get her back to the graffiti covered door. Was I embarrassed of where I was taking her? Of course not. It was home, my home, and it was my mansion. I knocked six times, noting her quizzical look.

The door opened and Mund looked between the two of us before a wide grin, bigger than any I had ever seen him give, appeared on his face.

"You little shit, you DID IT. Can't believe you had it in you!", he said, excitement dripping from his voice.

Gotta say, I was pretty confused. "Did what?"

"You found her! With that ransom money, we're going to be RICH!"

She turned so quickly to face me, I was pretty sure I got whiplash. "WHAT?!"

Shit.

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