(Rapunzel's POV)
I sat up slowly and rubbed the back of my head. Pain made its way where my hand touched. I sighed and looked around. I was in a cage, my hair going in a circle around me twice. The rest of it lead to the side of the jail and spilled between the bars. Sighing, I sat down onto the floor. I couldn't do anything.
I bit my lip and looked at the darkness. It bothered me, but I wouldn't sing. Whoever had brought me here clearly wanted my powers. I embraced my knees and rested my head on them. It was even colder than it was in the room with the candle.
He poked his head in with a smirk. I ignored him and just continued to stare into nothing.
"Sing for me," He commanded. I refused. I wouldn't talk to him. I wished Jack was here.
"Okay, then let me introduce myself. I am Pitch, or also known as the Boogey Man." I shivered. I remembered when I was 16 and ran away, he had given me nightmares. I hadn't known his name back then, nor got a good look, but I recognized 'Boogey Man'.
~Flashback~
I stood alone in the tower. Everything about it was the same except that there were no windows or doors. I ran up to the walls and started to bang my fists against the walls, and I let out a scream. I wasn't going to be locked in here forever.
But as pain seeped into my hand, I realized that I wasn't strong enough to get out of here. I couldn't break down the wall. Even if I could, then the roof would fall down on me. And even if I was able to escape that, the impact of the fall would kill me.
I bit my lip. I heard a cackle and whipped around to see Jack chained up and bleeding from his wrists. I ran towards him, only to have him disappear. I desperately looked around for something to use. But every time I would find something, it would disappear from my grasp.
I was shaken awake by Jack, and I realized that I had a knife pressed to my neck. I dropped it and scrambled away from it, my heart pounding with fear. I looked at Jack who stared back at me in worry.
He approached me, and reached towards my neck. I shook a little, but I allowed him to. Jack had pulled off my silver chain necklace, but when I looked at it I realized that it was covered in black sand.
~Flashback Ends, but changes to another one~
"Jack!" I called out. I ran as fast as I could towards him, my lungs burning. Jack was sprawled out on the floor and I looked up at Pitch. His lips were curled into a cruel smile. I turned by attention back to Jack as I lifted his head into my lap.
A large bruise had formed by now. I placed my hand against it, and he winced in pain. I placed a kiss on his head before putting it gently onto the floor. I sprang up and turned to Pitch, fear pounding in my chest.
I woke up, my face red and I was burning up. I needed to tell Jack as soon as possible.
~Flashback ends~
(Jack Frost's POV)
We quickly ran to the door of North's workshop. The yetis had let us in, thanks to Toothless, and we were running as fast as we could. I pounded on the door, sweat rolling down my face.
"Come in!" I heard his voice. I slammed open the door, and North looked at me in surprise. I was panting when Merida and Hiccup followed me in to stand beside me.
"What's the rush, Jack?" He asked when he saw my condition. I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Merida.
"Rapunzel es gone," She breathed, "Jost like that. Jack came lookin' for meh and he heard a screamin' and she was gone." I leaned onto my staff, trying to get my balance.
"How do you know that she didn't just leave?" He asked, worry nipping at his tone. I sighed and pulled out her painting.
"This is why. She wouldn't just start painting and stop when she isn't finished. And the smear, how do you explain that, hmm?" North sighed and stood up, nervously walking towards us. He looked at the painting and froze. I stiffened, wondering what he had discovered.
"Jack," North said slowly, "there is black sand in the paint." I turned the painting around and indeed saw a bit of black sand inside the red paint. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. He had her. Pitch had taken Rapunzel.
"Hey, Jack," The jolly man said in a worried tone, "I will call the others." I nodded, but gripped harder onto the painting. I opened my eyes in surprise when the canvas broke in half and fell to the floor. I stared at it for a long moment before looking up at my friends. They were holding hands, but their gaze was on me. I sighed and bit my lip.
"I will take away hopes, wonder, and dreams," Pitch's voice echoed in my mind.
My hopes, wonders, and dreams I realized.