6 Years Later.
Jack ran through the streets of what he now knows to be Arendelle with a small band of children. He started snowball fights, caused blizzards and covered the land in a thick blanket of snow. Still, he was not seen by anyone. That bothered him greatly. Later, when it was dark and the moon was bright and full Jack would yell gleefully to the wind "take me to where I came from!" Within an instant he would be taken up by the wind and dropped at the pond where he had first emerged. Looking up at the moon and leaning on his staff Jack breaks the silence with his pained voice. "Am I doing anything wrong here? If I am, you can tell me." He trailed off, waiting for an answer. Nothing. Jack starts again "I don't know what else to do. I've tried everything. I've been here and like this for so long, very long." Still no answer. In one last attempt he pleads "Why am I here? Why am I like this?" He decides to stop talking for the night and becomes consumed in his thoughts. While doing so he decides to walk to the North mountain, and notices something strange.
Elsa's coronation goes off without a hitch, until she loses control of her powers. One of her nightmares now coming partially to life; she panics. Running across a lake she bounds for the North Mountain, refusing to look back despite her sister Anna's distraught pleas. After reaching near a chasm she takes off her remaining glove and cape, releasing it to the howling wind.
Meanwhile Jack has been snapped out of his festering. Musing to himself he looks around, "Hmm, this isn't me for once. I don't remember ever starting a massive blizzard at all in the middle of July..." He then trails off for a bit before making his way to the base of the North mountain. While walking he is knocked over unexpectedly by a purple cape and the strong wind. After wrestling his way out of the cape he starts to examine it and snickers to himself "I actually wouldn't mind taking this, if it weren't purple. Which sooo isn't my colour" He then continues musing, "wait, this has to belong to someone. And they have to be up here somewhere. Even if they can't see me I can still try somehow to get them out of this storm." He finishes briskly as he takes to the air. He flew high and rapidly into the sky while struggling against the growing storm. Still he couldn't see anyone, even with the rising sun at his side. But he notices a castle; something he doesn't remember seeing a few days before. He lands on the balcony ledge, scanning the horizon and studying the railing and doors. "This whole thing is made out of ice," he chuckles. He walks towards the closed window leading into the castle and gently taps on it with the back of his hand. The door opens; slowly Jack walks in, closing the door behind him.