So?"
"Jack, do you even realize what damage he could do to the world if he took control here?" I snapped.
"Ash… comes down."
"NO! He could turn every day, EVERY HOUR, into darkness. No light, all night all the time. Nightmares everywhere! He could control seasons and how things grow and destroy the earth from the inside out, Jack." I turned and faced everyone. They all starred in shock.
"Nature, is that true? Could he do that?" North questioned.
"Sadly, she is right. I control when seasons change, and when day turns to night as you know, but yes with a simple sleight of hand Pitch could bring the Earth to ruins. We don't live on belief, we strive on the life of the Earth." She frowned, "And he could easily erase every memory of all of you too, rebuild an entire world based on fear."
Mother and North walked off discussing something I couldn't really make out, but I left the room and walked back to my room to pack.
"Where are you going?" Frost's voice called from the door way.
"To get June and my teeth. Don't try and tell me not to either, snowflake."
"I'm not. I'm coming with you."
"Ha! Right, you have your precious children and fun, Jack; this is my work, my life." I exclaimed.
"Then you'll need someone who knows Pitch with you. I'm your guy." He smirked.
"Really? And what is making snow days and freezing streets gonna do?"
"I'M MORE THAN JUST A FUCKING GAME, ASH. I care, okay? I was there. I know what it's like not knowing who you are."The anger and hurt in his voice frightened me," I want to help, he could erase me again! I just found out what it's like to be seen, to be remembered. I won't have that taken away." He starred me. I hadn't realized how close he had gotten to me until I felt his hand touch my face. I shook it off.
"Fine, if you're coming with me. Then you need to know some things." He looked at me, raising an eyebrow, "First, you don't touch me. Second, you don't interfere with me and June, when we see her again." He nodded slowly. "And lastly, if I say not to do something, don't do it."
He started laughing. "What makes you think you c-"
"You. Don't. Fucking. Do. It. Jack. Got it?"
"Fine Fine, understood. Now can we get out of here before they realize we're not in there with them and come looking?"
Jack and I leaped out of my window and the wind carried us to the ground. It was definitely winter; the air was cold and crisp. Jack walked behind me slowly; I could feel his eyes on me. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I rolled my eyes.
"What's your deal, Ash?" I stopped in my tracks.
"I'm ice, what do you except?" I continued walking without turning to face him. He flew in front of me.
"So am I, but I don't go around hating everyone." He got close to my face and I closed my eyes. Truth was, I didn't hate everyone or anything, I didn't even hate him, and I envied him.
"You say you know what it's like not knowing who you are, but it's more than that for me." My face softened, and I opened my eyes to see him standing there exactly how he was before they closed. I sighed. "Jack, I can remember a face, and a voice. Mother didn't name me, neither did the moon, I named myself." He looked confused.
"I remember the Ash, being screamed towards me, or around me, or maybe even from me, but the fact is I remember that name. So, I told mother my name would Ash." Talking about it made my stomach churn, but he needed to know about me. It might not seem like a huge deal to name yourself, but he understood. That by knowing that name, and having the memory to remember that, yet nothing else made waning to know that much more painful. I bit my lip as I continued to tell him why I was the way I was, so angry and hurtful was because I envied every. Even if they didn't know or remember who they were, they had peace and I couldn't feel peace.
"We can camp here, I'm tired." I said, lying against a tree.
"You want to stay out here?" he questioned.
"What? Afraid of a little dirt?" I joked. He rolled his eyes and sat down beside me. I glared at him.
"You said no touching, and I'm not touching." He laughed and climbed up the tree.