Chapter 8

"Why does Elsa keep passing out, North?" Bunny asked.

"I do not know. My suspicions are good as yours. Perhaps Pitch did this?" North responded.

The yetis stopped and after a glare from North, they went back to making the toys and cleaning up. However, Phil remained behind.

"What do you want?" North asked.

"Blah de blah blah blah," answered Phil in the language of the yetis that only North could understand.

"How on Earth do you understand the yetis, mate?" Bunny asked.

"Don't know!" North declared.

"What did Phil say?" Tooth asked.

"Something wrong with Jack," North said.

"What do you mean? Something wrong with Jack?" Bunny demanded.

More indistinguishable murmuring from the yeti and North nodded.

"What Phil means, Elsa and Jack have been tied together, somehow. If Jack passes out, Elsa does too and vice versa. We are going to have to be careful about this!" North translated.

"Wait, if something happens to Elsa, Jack feels it. Does that mean we can send messages to Jack using Elsa? Like cut into her arm or something?" Bunny suggested.

"Yes. Small messages like, where are you? You okay? Those sort of things!" North said.

"We would need to shorten it. Make it r u ok? Where r u?" Elsa stated.

"Why?" Tooth asked.

"Because it would be to long and won't leave room for other messages. We wouldn't be able to talk for long," Elsa answered.

Sandy piped up. A snowflake above a hand appeared. Then words, arm, blood, knife and a question mark.

"Yes, Sandy. It is only way. We will have to cut into her arm!" North confirmed.

"We should do it now. We don't what will happen to Jack if we wait any further!" Tooth said.


Jack was waiting for Pitch when he felt a pain is his lower arm. He rolled up his sleeve and looked at it.

Where r u?

Jack's eyes widened. He hoped it was Elsa. He found the sharpest thing he could and cut into his other arm.

Pitch's lair.

He waited and the pain came back.

R u ok?

Yes.

Has P done stuff 2 u?

Snapped staff.

Other?

No.

Bye.

Jack read the last one from Elsa saying bye. He now knew the guardians were aware of the situation he was in. He couldn't bandage his arm so he let it bleed before getting some of the dried blood off. Jack pulled his sleeves back down and continued to wait for Pitch. He didn't have to wait long before Pitch materialised in front of him. He was flanked by a sand horse, which Pitch sat on, a sand wolf and a sand person.

"What do you need them for?" Jack asked, unable to keep his mouth shut.

"Well, I'm relocating and you're coming with me!" Pitch answered.

"Whoop-dee-doo!" Jack replied sarcastically.

Pitch snorted and clicked his fingers. The sand person leaped forward and grabbed Jack's arms. It hauled him up and took his hoodie off, replacing it with a black one. It held his arms behind his back. Pitch whirled his hand and black sand ropes tied Jack's hands together. The wolf waled out of the room, disposed of the blue hoodie and walked back inside of the cell. Jack struggled but the wolf started growling and the sand person smacked the back of his head. Pitch laughed but Jack hissed. They made it out of the lair, leaving Jamie and Jack's staff and hoodie behind. Dark Jack wasn't to be seen but Jack could guess where he was and Jack didn't like it.


Elsa sat down on a chair after they had cut into her arm. It still hurt but she could deal with it. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her wrists and she gasped. It stopped and it left Elsa thinking about what just happened. A couple of minutes passed before she heard a knocking sound against a window. She turned around and saw Jack. Looking the same as ever. Even his blue hoodie was the same. Why am I so nervous if Jack is right there? Elsa was confused but she still went to the window and let him in.

"Hey, Elsa. Did you miss me?" he asked.

Elsa shrugged and said no. He laughed and Elsa couldn't help but feel nervous, as if something bad was about to happen. He walked around confidently and sometimes cracked jokes but he wouldn't tell Elsa about his time in Pitch's lair. They found the guardians and they looked just about as confused as Elsa. They all asked him how he had escaped but he laughed it off like it wasn't a big deal. Bunny still seemed suspicious and asked him about the Easter of '68. Jack was confused. That set Bunny right off. He knocked Jack out and and ran forward to catch Elsa but she didn't fall down unconscious. Tooth knelt down and rolled up Jack's sleeves. There were no scars of writing there but, when they looked at Elsa, she showed the scars that came from the writing. Sandy flashed some images above his head of a cross and a staff.

"You're right, Sandy. It isn't Jack!" Tooth said.

Elsa started to cry. She couldn't help it. The tears just came. There was nothing she could do to stop it. Snow started to plague the room and Tooth, Sandy and Bunny stared at her. The snow started to fall heavier as Elsa continued crying. Tooth flew forward and hugged her. The imposter started groaning and Bunny hit him again causing him to pass out once more. North called for he yetis to grab ropes. They tied the imposter up and waited for him to regain consciousness. He did and he loked confused.

"Guys, what are you doing? It's me, Jack!" he said.

"Really? How did you escape from Pitch? Why isn't your staff broken?" North demanded.

"I broke out of the cell he kept me in and fixed my staff. Then I flew out and came here!" he exclaimed.

"How do you know that you can fix your staff?" Bunny asked.

That took him back. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it again. Bunny took the opening.

"See, mate. That's where you're wrong. You're not Jack Frost. You're just an impostor pretending to be him. Now, who sent you? Was it Pitch?"

The impostor narrowed his eyes and answered, "You're right. I'm not Jack Frost. Yes, Pitch did send me. I was to kidnap her," he jerked his head towards Elsa, "and bring her to Pitch."

"Where is the real Jack Frost? What is Pitch going to do with him?" Tooth asked.

"Jack is with Pitch. As for what Pitch is going to do, I'm not sure of that. If you ask me, Jack is probably going to be tortured."

Sandy used the sand to try to communicate with him but he couldn't understand it.

"Sandy said, who are you? Why do you look like Jack?" Bunny interpreted.

"I'm me and I look like Jack because I am him," he replied.

"What do you mean, you are Jack?" North asked.

"I was created by fears of Jack going to the 'dark side' and Pitch's memories. So, I am Jack!" he answered.

"So, you are an 'Evil' Jack?" Elsa questioned.

He shook his head and said, "Dark Jack."

Elsa sputtered and left the room. She heard Dark Jack laugh before a smack sound the a groan of pain. Leave it to Bunny! She went back to the spot where she first saw him and sat down. I wonder if Jack is okay?


"My, my, Jack. You're looking a bit pale! Is the heat bothering you?" Pitch antagonised.

Jack didn't reply. Pitch had brought him to Australia, dammit. It was in the state of QLD, or Queensland, as the locals called it. Pitch had hidden him in a cave, but Jack could still feel the 30'C heat. What's more, Pitch had also lit a fire and Jack was sweating so badly that Pitch could see it.

"Hot, Jack? I should let you know, it's like this all the time, except the lower parts like Victoria and South Australia. I don't know about Tasmania but it is cold down there, always raining during Winter, especially the Lower South East region in South Australia. But it never snows. Maybe it's because you don't visit or just don't like the country."

"Yeah, I'm hot. I'm a winter spirit. I'm meant to be in cold weather. What are we even doing here anyway? Isn't Bunny supposed to come from Australia, so wouldn't he be looking for me here?" Jack replied.

"No duh. We are hiding from the guardians and your girlfriend. Yes, Bunny comes from Australia, hence the accent, but Bunny doesn't visit often so no. Bunny wouldn't be looking for you here. Now, would you please shut up!" Pitch said.

"Why? I have nothing better to do," Jack responded, getting up to move away from the fire.

Pitch sighed and waved his hand. Black sand wrapped around Jack's wrists and pulled him backwards. It took him back to where he was sitting and forced his hands together, so they were behind his back. More sand appeared, attaching to the wall of the cave, so Jack couldn't move away from the fire and his hands were tied together.

"What was that for?" Jack complained.

"Can't have you away from the fire, Jack. You have to feel the heat. Come on, Jack. Gotta have you so sick so Elsa will have to marry me!" Pitch replied.

"She won't marry you so why do you keep trying?" Jack asked.

"She will and I thought I told you to shut up!" Pitch snapped.

"No, you asked me to shut up!" Jack shot back.

Pitch rolled his eyes and disappeared into the shadows. A couple of long minutes later, Pitch returned with a black circular shape that looked to be an over-sized doughnut. Pitch did something and it started to unravel making a annoying sound. He cut a bit off and put it over Jack's mouth, effectively gagging him.

"If you're wondering, it's duct tape. The Australians love it. And before you glare at me, the sand would ave probably choked you and we can't have you like that before Elsa comes."

Jack squirmed, trying to get out of his bonds but he couldn't and Pitch laughed.