A cold wind busted through the doors of Elsa's palace as the sun slowly, but surely, rose into the waking sky. Apparently even the wind doesn't want us to sleep in peace. And apparently someone is in major trouble.
As the cold wind blew through the open doors, a small, pathetic-looking little snowman rushed into the palace. "Elsa!" the snowman yelled frantically and repeatedly. Now that I've seen a living, talking snowman, I have officially seen everything in life.
Elsa, wearing a sparkly white robe, quickly rushed out of her bedroom. "Olaf? What are you doing here?"
Olaf the talking snowman took a moment to catch his breath. "It's Anna!" he said in a high pitched, frantic tone of voice. "She's in big trouble! We must-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Elsa interrupted. There was a huge sense of fear evident in both her facial expression and voice. "First off, what happened?"
"Well, last night, I was wandering around the woods as I usually do. When I came across Anna and Kristoff's cabin, I heard a loud, piercing scream coming from inside. I hid myself in the nearest bush as two large, dark figures carried out a severely-beaten Kristoff. Behind the two figures stood an even bigger, darker, military-dressed figure. The military guy then took out his sword and-"
"No more!" Elsa said, barely being able to keep herself together. "Please, no more of your story. I have heard enough." She then turned her attention to me. She didn't even have to say anything to me. I got the message. Moments later, both Elsa and I, along with Olaf, set off to the cabin.
When we finally arrived at the cabin, it was cold and vacant on the inside. The only noise we were able to hear was the wind whistling through the trees. Not even an ounce of sunshine was able to filter in.
"Anna?" Elsa said. "Anna, are you here? It's me and Olaf!" The only response she got was a blast of cold wind to the face. "Anna, if you are here, please make a sound so that we could locate you!"
"Good luck with that, my little precious queen!" a dark, sinister, familiar voice said. A pile of dark sand soon appeared out of nowhere, rapidly swirling around in a circle. From the dark sand emerged Pitch. Apparently he really loves making dramatic entrances.
"Where is she?" Elsa shouted, her eyes filled with intense anger and hatred. "What have you done with her?"
"Now, now, my young one." Pitch replied. "Your sister is safe and sound with me and my new family." Pitch slowly, eerily circled around us. "Now we are willing to place a bargain for her."
Elsa quickly glanced at me, then focused back on Pitch. "What do you want?"
"All WE want is the complete control of your kingdom. In exchange, we are willing to give you back your sister."
Elsa thought for a couple moments. "Elsa," I said, "whatever you do, don't be foolish. Pitch is both figuratively and literally a shady guy. He can be very, very unpredictable when it comes to anything he does."
"I know that, Jack." Elsa replied. "But if I have to sacrifice my kingdom to save my sister, then I have no other choice." She then turned and faced Pitch, who seemed slightly amused by our conversation. "We accept your offer."
Pitch grinned the most evil, sadistic grin in the entire world. "Very well then, a deal is a deal!" Pitch summoned a ball of sand into his hand and threw into the ground. Once the sand hit the ground, it exploded into small specks of dust. When the dust cleared, we saw Anna chained up to a wall of dark sand. Dark sand soldiers lined up on both sides of her.
"Elsa" Anna managed to mutter. Her face was pale, her emotions wiped completely blank.
"Release her, Pitch!" Elsa said in complete rage.
"Now, now, little one." Pitch replied. "That was most certainly not part of the deal!"
"But it was part of the deal! You said that you would return her to us!"
"And that I did!" Pitch said. "But you didn't specify if you wanted me to release her. Besides, you should've listened to your friend over there! But now it is too late to do so now. A deal is a deal and now it is time to kill all of you!" He then ordered his soldiers to attack us. Only me and Elsa fought as Olaf ran off into the woods with two sand soldiers chasing him from behind.
For the longest time, in which seconds felt like hours, we were able to easily fend off Pitch's soldiers. In fact, it seemed as if things were way too easy. That soon proved to be very true.
During the fighting, Pitch silently halted his soldiers attack. "You both have proven to be much stronger fighters than I have expected."
"Then why don't you fight us yourself, coward!" I shouted, pointing my staff directly at him.
"Oh no, that will not be happening, Jack." he replied. "I don't fight those I feel are below me. Wouldn't be an entertaining fight for me. However, I will have an old friend of mine fight you instead!" From the ground emerged a tall, dark, military-dressed figure with a very strong build. "Say hello to Tybalt, the Dark Prince of Verona!"
