Pitch POV
I suppose it was my own fault for being so overconfident, but luckily for me since I cannot be destroyed I can learn from my mistakes. I was very bombastic rather than subtle, which I was at first when making a comeback. I gave myself a few more years before I was ready to come out from my pathetic hiding. It was difficult because when they were no longer afraid of me I once again become to weak to barely move.
What I needed was a new place, small enough to be unnoticed but big enough to give me my basic strength. This time I would not interfere with the Guardians unless absolutely necessary. My thoughts were answered as if someone had read them from above and decided to mention it out of nowhere to their friends.
"Haven't you heard? Arendelle's King and Queen have closed gates not long ago."
"Really? Is it that unusual?"
"Supposedly, but maybe something happened. After all, it is not a big kingdom even with tons of people living there," my lips twisted into a smile as fortune shined down on me. A kingdom that was small enough to stay low but enough people to consume their fears, and with those so called gates being unusually closed I am sure I could rile something up.
"What was that noise," oh it's just me the boogyman in hiding.
"P-probably n-nothing...lets get out of here," yes, go back to your sleep and if I remember I will pay you all a nice little visit. Of course, I wouldn't otherwise that Jack Frost and Sandy would find out, something I don't want to happen just yet. It took him a lot of my strength to find Arendelle not to mention getting inside, but as long as I don't have to create my own shadows I should be capable of getting there.
I first emerged from the darkness of the dense forest to get a good look at Arendelle within it's valleys and mountains right besides a large lake and I must admit that it was impressive. Sure, it is too quiet and peaceful for my tastes but nothing like a touch of my darkness can't handle. They say those who never experience true fear often have the strongest and longest feeling of terror, so if this was christmas I would say I must have been a good boy this year.
I disappeared and reappeared twice within the castle walls to glimpse at the village and its residence. I can sense their confusion at the idea of their gates being closed, but I have no idea what that meant nor do I really care. Give me something to work with and I will figure something out eventually.
That is when I sense it. That particular fear that I sometimes find rare in a person, one that creates a satisfying feeling over the disgust that I should have when sensing how happy those villagers were, and blended back into the shadows towards the source.
Regular POV
Within her own bedroom Elsa curled up beside the door to the hallway crying silently under her arms. She has almost killed her sister and now her parents think she is some kind of dangerous freak, but she would never hurt her sister. She loved her too much and it was just an accident. She didn't mean to, it was just that Anna was running and climbing too fast for her to create. It was her parents idea for Elsa to keep the secret when the trolls erased Anna's memory of Elsa's power in order to save her, but it was Elsa's idea to stay in her room for the rest of her life.
An unusual cold feeling surrounded the room, but Elsa didn't notice. The cold never bothered her, but this cold feeling was more alarming to her head than her body, and it was growing too. It grew right in front of her as she still cried under her arms into a tall figure.
She lifted her head and her eyes widen in fear at the tall dark man emerging from under her bed. Her body wouldn't move and her voice wouldn't make a sound as the figure's eyes open to reveal a beautiful golden color. It was the main thing that stood out from everything else drawing her to look straight into them.
She didn't know that she was the one he was looking for,"w-who a-are you," her voice quivered in fear. For a split second she thought she saw a dark smile, but he knelt down, receiving a small 'eep' from her, and placed a hand over her head.
"Don't be afraid little one. For I am here to help," his voice wasn't exactly soothing, but it didn't seem anymore threatening. He wanted to grin at his own ironic statement of her not being afraid of him.
"P-please, j-just go away," she shook her head and hid it back under her arms and knees. He frowned and lifted his hand from her head onto her cheek to lift her face towards him.
"Why don't you tell me what is wrong," he smiled and titled his head so authentically sweetly, it almost made him sick.
"I...I am a monster," she uncurled her legs and covered her eyes to prevent more tears from falling. For him, this was just too good. He knew she was scared of something, actually multiple things, but it got hard to tell what a person was afraid of when it was more than one thing at a time, and she was full of them.
"Now, now. I am sure that is not true," he formed his words with some hesitance, so when she noticed she wouldn't believe him.
"I almost killed my sister...with this," what he did not expect was for her to form a small burst of floating and craftily designed snowflakes. His eyes widen in shock, and in his mind was a million thoughts speeding around with ideas. A mere human child, with the power of ice like Jack Frost. He remember when his dark sand and Jack's ice collided on the snowy mountain, creating something that even he himself thought was beautiful. It was a sham jack didn't join him when he had a chance, but then again, he was planning on destroying Jack before he saw what the cold and dark could do.
This was more than just good fortune. It was fate telling him that he could be powerful once more, and with the help of an actual child, nothing could stop him. She somewhat looked a bit like Jack with the light blue eyes and pale hair, but Jack's hair was actual white. He guessed anyone with the power of ice would have similar qualities, he himself was dark as the nightmares he brings. He was still speechless, but noticed that she had her eyes closed and was looking the other way. It was as if she thought that even looking at what she could do was hideous.
She was wrong. The only thing truly hideous was him and his heart, but she didn't have to know that.
"...I know," he lied. Her eyes shot open and she looked at him with teary eyes, " but that is why I am here. You see I am your guardian angel," she gasped and shook her head.
"Y-you don't look like a guardian a-angel. In fact you look..kind of-" he smiled and interrupted her.
"Scary? Ah, but that is not my doing it is yours," he chuckled at her look of confusion. "Yes, I represent all your fears becoming a reality and the dangers of your powers. I am only as scary as the threat you pose to those around you," he could hear he whisper a small 'no' and smiled to himself, before allowing himself to look sad. "After what you did to your sister-"
"It was an accident," she stood up and she held back the new tears.
"I know. I know, but how many accidents will there be until you realize the danger of your powers," she stood silent and the tears were gone. She stared down at her hands, as if expecting them to disappear.
"How do I stop myself from hurting others," she looked back up. At first she thought he was scary, she still did, but if he was her guardian angel he would help her. It was his job after all.
"By never letting them in. By staying in here as long as possible and allowing me to protect you," he turned around to face her and drifted around the room.
"They will want me to come out sometime," Elsa looked at the door behind her, and tensed up a bit when the strange man placed his hands on her shoulders, "I didn't get your name either."
"The name is Pitch, and they won't. Anything that can be done out there can be done in here. They are not doing this because they hate you oh no. They love you so much, but they just don't want you hurting others," her hands trailed across the door, picturing Anna with her new white strand of hair. What happens if Anna suddenly asks about her hair? Would her parents lie or tell her the truth? If they told her the truth, she might hate Elsa. Elsa didn't want Anna to hate her but she didn't want her to get hurt.
"The trolls said I should keep it a secret away from Anna and everyone else," she turned her head to look at Pitch, seeing him nod in agreement.
"They were right. They don't understand the beauty of your power, but they do know when it is also dangerous...unless," he looked up for a moment, pretending to be in thought.
"What," her voice rose in curiousness.
"You learn to control them of course. Can you," he asked with his head staying up but his gazed looking towards in her direction. She looked at the floor shamefully. No, she couldn't. Anna insisted she use her powers and because of her lack of control almost killed Anna. He knelt down again to her level with a pleasant smile that looked as if it didn't belong,"if you allow me to do what I need to. I can ensure that no one will ever know. Your sister will never be hurt."
"And my powers?"
"I can't help you with that. I would suggest listening to your parents and hiding them for now," she looked at her hands again then back at the door before looking into Pitch's eyes. She was desperate, young, naive, but most of all scared of her powers.
Pitch knew she would agree but he didn't expect her to hug him and cry,"anything Mr. Angel. I just don't want to see Anna hurt anymore," this...strange feeling filled his body. Disgust?Joy? The feelings of happiness usually made him sick, and only the suffering of others he could feeling any pleasure from without that nauseated feelings when others received pleasure. This joy did make him sick, he was pretty sure it did, but at the same time soothed that sick feeling.
As much as it want to gag on the idea of a child being happy, the idea of a long lasting fear soothed it over. When he sent her back to sleep, he waited for Sandy's dream sand to come, where he then turned it into one of his nightmares. This time he was going to be a bit more patient. For now he was going to rely on this girls fear for a while, and by looking in her room he knew she was royalty, probably the oldest. She was special, and to ensure his plan worked instead of an actual bad dream, he let her spent the night dreaming in darkness.
Jack's POV
I was such an idiot, and almost forgot to tell Jamie about what I saw the other day. I saw Jamie on the track field with some other kids getting ready for a race, and had an idea. The moment the whistle blew I flew down away ahead of everyone for Jamie to see me. He had an expression of horror at the thought of what I might do, but I winked at him for him to trust me and to focus on running. When they got closer to finishing and Jamie was slightly behind, I gently tapped the other kids lane for them to slip on, giving Jamie a second to catch up and reach at least second place.
"Good job Jamie. Alright guys back inside to get changed," the coach said before turning with the rest of the students.
Jamie forced out a soft laugh before glaring at me,"what did you do!"
"I thought I help out. It's not cheating if you don't get caught," I rubbed my head embarrassed. He was right, but it was bit too late, "sorry still."
"That is not what I meant! I meant what did you do in Arendelle," he crossed his arms, and I lifted an eyebrow in curiosity.
"What did I do?"
"Well I heard they closed the gates not long after you came back," closed the gates? What does that mean?
"I didn't do anything! I swear, unless having snowball fights is illegal," I made an exasperated face and dropped my arms as if they were heavy blocks of cement.
"Are you sure you didn't do anything? Did you see anything weird or something that might be the cause," Jamie scratched his head, trying to think of another reason than to blame it on me.
"Yeah, well no. No, I didn't do anything and I didn't," I snapped my fingers,"JAMIE!"
He jumped back, freaked out by my sudden outburst, "What!?"
"There is someone else with Ice Powers as well," his jaw dropped like I did when I first saw it happened.
"Woah, are you saying you saw someone with actual Ice Powers."
"Yes!"
"And you weren't just going crazy."
"Dude, I have been alive for 300 years, became friends with a bunny, a bird, a sandman, a man with magic reindeers, a moon-" I frowned in annoyance at Jamie lack of belief.
"Alright, alright I get it. I mean come on though. What are the odds of someone having powers like you."
"Even better it is a kid!"
"Now that sounds awesome."
"Her name is Elsa I think," I placed a finger under my chin trying to remember her name.
"Ohh, it's a girl," Jamie made a weird motion with his eyebrows and I whacked him on the head with my stick,"oww, then why don't you ask her why the gates are closed?" I stared at him trying to think of a reasonable answering to say and maybe him look stupid, but the more I just stood there without a response the stupider I looked.
"Well...uh. Yeah, why not. Thanks Jamie," I floated higher grinning and gave in to his idea in order to save me from looking any stupider.
"try not to make a mess of things," he waved back smiling, and I pretended to be hurt.
"Aw, that it mean. I am a guardian of fun, when do I make a mess of things?"
"What about the time you made me lose a tooth with that couch," his tooth was back but I still rubbed my head in embarrassment before flying off to Arendelle. There was still snow, but it looked like it was warming up, because I could hear men singing and breaking the ice from the water.
Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining...
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining
So cut through the heart, cold and clear
Strike for love and strike for fear
See the beauty, sharp and sheer
Split the ice apart!
And break the frozen heart
Hyup! Ho! Watch your step! Let it go!
Hyup! Ho! Watch your step! Let it go!
Beautiful!
Powerful!
Dangerous!
Cold!
Ice has a magic, can't be controlled.
Stronger than one! Stronger than ten!
Stronger than a hundred men!
Hyup!
Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining!
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining!
Cut through the heart, cold and clear!
Strike for love and strike for fear!
There's beauty and there's danger here
Split the ice apart!
Beware the frozen heart...
Damn for a group of men they were pretty good. If they did a musical or broadway, I wouldn't mind going to see it. I feel like these people like to sing...a lot, which is a bit weird since I don't sing. They couldn't get me to sing for any price. One boy with a blonde hair saw me and waved, so I waved back.
(I guess there is someone here that can see me. Either way I got to find that Elsa girl)and jumped from building to building while listening in on people's conversation. No one mention too much about the gates besides it being closed, which still made no sense. I checked in every house and looked for any sign of kids with pale blonde hair, and got nothing. I even tried the woods again, but no such luck. I stared from high above the kingdom for any sign of them and my eyes traveled to the castle.
(Nah, just probably the King and Queen. They probably have some rich spoiled boy who would rather stay inside a warm palace than have fun in the snow) I chuckled to myself. As much as I would love to mess with spoiled kids I had to find the girls, and scooped out the area one more time before I started to give up.
"Maybe, I just thought I saw two girls and one of them having ice powers," I smacked my head and rolled my eyes, "or maybe they don't actually live here. They didn't hang out with the others so it probably because they didn't know any of them, and they didn't know anything of them because they don't live here. It's not uncommon for people from other countries to visit places. Heck, I travel everywhere and know almost all the languages, and...and...why am I talking to myself right now?"I rubbed the sockets between my eyes in annoyance. Those girls probably live somewhere else, and since I was so caught up in the excitement of knowing someone was just like me that I didn't know they had already left.
All I could do was go home and try to forget.
Jack, you are so dumb! If some of you think he wouldn't assume that I think he would. Jack might be clever, but he doesn't always think things through, and doesn't always come to quick conclusions. He knew people couldn't see him because they never believed in him and many of them never believed in him because they heard of the name Jack Frost. It didn't matter how much fun a person was having they would still need to know his name. If I were him I would use my ice to design my name on a large blank wall. He did the exact same idea when convincing Jamie the easter bunny was real by drawing on the ice he made. That ice path he made with the sled could be used for those similar ideas of 'SOS' signs when trapped on an island. Don't worry Jack will see Elsa again. XD
