Heya guys :) Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've been lived with my grandparents for a week, 'cause my parents have been away for their anniversary, and theres absolutely NO Wifi :S Ah well I'm back now ;) I must warn you, there is slight rape in this chapter... again :/ but not as bad as the last chapter. I'm not putting a warning on because I don't know whether you guys would class it as rape, but it gets slightly obvious when it is anyway so don't say I didn't say anything. Thanks for reading you guys x All thank you notices will be added at the end of the story :*

A few hours must've passed since I went for my walk. I was now sitting outside, in the cold snowy blizzard my robes occasionally getting caught in the wind and shifting around me. I hadn't realized how long I'd been out here, not even when the pain of my body temperature dropping hit me. I saw a figure flying toward me. A familiar teen, with perfect white hair and blue frosted hoodie. It had never occurred to me that I'll be more suspicious when Jack approached me. He lands and slows, his footprints imprinting in the snow. The Guardians must've contacted him because the worried look on his face was for me. I turn my head away and cause opaque black sand to form a small wall between us.

"Pitch...?" He questions, a tint of pain in his voice. To think that I was denying my true love like this. After all the time I've waited to have him and now...? But the look on the imitation of Jack as he...

"Tell me you love me." I beg, tears threatening to fall. I was supposed to be the one that supported him because of the age difference, but that would be a one sided relationship.

"What's happened?" He questions, worry drowning his voice.

"Please, Just say it!" I cry.

"I love you Pitch! I can't ever stop loving you! You are the yin to my yang and my gorgeous nightmare. So please tell me what's wrong because its starting to scare me!" He assures me. I let the sand fall and my legs buckle. I begin to fall toward the soft snow, but he catches me. I bury my head in the crook of his neck and cry till my eyes sting. He takes hold of my hand and entwines his fingers with mine.

"You see this? How the two colours of our skin contrast so beautifully that they merge?" He asks me, holding our hands up to me. I nod, wondering at what his precious voice and description was getting at. "I will never let this colour end. That's a promise and I will always keep my devotion to that promise." He continues, so much truth in his voice he could use it as an effective weapon.

"I promise as well. No shadows or frost particles will stop me from loving you." I reply, squeezing his hand in reassurance. I feel his lips kiss me softly on my own and I return it. However, my system starts to shut down as my core temperature drops dramatically.

"C'mon lets get you back inside." Jack urges, letting me use him to counter the weight can't carry. His eyes caress mine in a way, ridding away the emptiness in my eyes.

My eyes were so sore and stung so much when they were open, but the pain subsided when they were closed. It made sense to close them, but every time my eyes shut for longer than five seconds, Jack shakes me to make sure I'm still awake and with him. The thermometer in my mouth would be removed every so often and checking to make sure my core temperature was rising. There must've be at least seven blankets wrapped around me, all on top of a thick quilt.

"Don't you think this is just a bit too excessive?" I ask him when he returns, two hot water bottles in his hands.

"Really? Do you think? I just want to make you feel better." Jack pouts. I don't particularly like being smothered, but to see his face like that forced me to accept it this once.

"Fine, carry on." I reply, rolling my eyes slightly. He leans toward me and tucks the in more, his lips brushing softly against mine. They were a lot more caring and caressed my lips, unlike the unemotional... thing last night. His touch assured me. However when he added another kiss and then another. It reminded me too much of that night. He can control himself around me and I with him, so when he sees the terrified look being etched into my face, he stops.

"Night Pitch." He smiles warmly, knocking the light switch and walking from the room. The dark put a slight tinge of fear in my head. It was the place that I was made for, to lurk in, to spread fear to others in, but now I had some unnatural fear in me.

I have been awake for about three hours now and I had past the point of sleep. The machines of the workshop have shut down and all is silent, that didn't really help my situation. I raise from the bed and walk through the bedroom door, only making slight noise from the door creaking. I pad through the different corridors and work rooms, looking for something to calm my fear. I feel slight pain in my side, which I pass off as cramp. Continuing to walk the corridors, the pain grows. I cry out in pain as my body throws itself forward. I grip the railing in front of me and clench it, suffering from the sudden pain in my stomach and head. It was like something was inside me, trying to find a way out, spreading through my body causing me more pain. And then it subsides. I breath out and rest my forehead on the bar.

We don't want you here

To spread our fear

Your lover's, Jack Frost

Life is cost

Go spread this news

So you are not accused

For we won't wait

To commit their tragic fate

The people around you

Will go too

You'll suffer this life alone

Which is the thing you've always known

We don't want you in control

So we'll crush your soul

The Guardians taking the death toll

A voice echoes in my head, twisting words into a sickening rhyme. As if the words had been timed, someone cries out from the upper floors. However, it sounded slightly different than pained or agonised.

"Ah, Pitch!" Jacks pleasured voice cries out. I feel my eyes widen in realisation at what might be going on. I use the shadows to drop through a hole in the floor which takes me straight to Jacks room. From the darkened shadows I observe the scene. Exactly what I thought was happening. This time I was being imitated. The other 'me' was lustfully sucking Jacks luscious, erect cock. The shadows pinned him to the bed as he thoroughly enjoyed the blowjob. Jack wouldn't have known any better. There was no suspicious behaviour and the use of shadows would've been natural for me. I clench my fists and dive for the imitation, forcing him off Jacks erection. I pin it to the floor by its hands. It was incredibly unnerving, looking at someone that seemed like my mirror reflection. It cackles at me and sinks through the floor. Standing up, I gather black sand around me, cautiously awaiting its attack. However, no attack follows. Instead I see it flit past the window in a shroud of darkness and past the snowy mountains. I turn to see Jack, with widened eyes, looking lost in the crumpled covers. Tears begin to trickle down his face as I stand at the foot of the bed.

"I didn't know." He sobs, looking at me hopelessly. I rush to his side and embrace him in a hug, his face burying into my chest and I feel his tears dampen my skin.

"I'm not angry at you and by no means do I blame you. It seems not all the shadows would like to play apart of my life anymore and would much rather destroy it." I tell him, as assuringly as I can whilst explaining the truth. He looks up at me, his eyes twinkling in the moonlight and his tears like crystals.

"I love you Pitch." He cries.

"I love you too." I reply, kissing him on the forehead, "Now you should really try to get some sleep." I continue, lying him down and pulling the covers up to his neck.

"Please don't leave." He begs, his lip quivering slightly. My heart skips a beat at the look of pure fear and shear need in his voice. I've never felt this accepted before, for who I am and my nature. I smile warmly at him and nod, lying next to him. He snuggles close to me and I wrap my arms around him, protectively. After a few minuets, my senses are overtaken by darkness and I fall into sleep.