As Jack was flying he came face to face with Pitch, "Well done Jack. You did what you feared most. Lose your precious Angel." Jack turned away not wanting to deal with Pitch at this time. "Well, I guess now it's my turn to keep her company."
Jack froze in his tracks and slowly turned around to face Pitch, "If you dare even touch her. I swear I will destroy you."
"Well you should've thought of that before you broke her poor heart." The shadow man began to laugh and Jack cringed. "It was so easy to get you to say that stuff. All I had to do was put fear in your heart that if you loved her, you would never have fun again."
"You did that?" Jack gripped his staff tight in his fist.
"Of course I did! You always have a bad habit of getting in the way! But now that she never wants to see you again, it will be much easier to kill her again!" With that the man disappeared leaving but an echo of his laugh.
"No! ANGEL!" Jack flew as fast as he could back to Paris. But he had flown so far away, he could only hope he would make it back in time.
Angel sat on the bench crying until she heard someone walking toward her. She wiped her tears and looked up and saw a tall man with black hair. He came in front of her and with a sweet tone he said, "May I sit down?" She heard the British accent and knew he wasn't from Paris. She nodded her head silently and he took a seat. "My dear, why are you crying?"
"My best friend, who I thought could love me, just told me he never wanted to see me again."
"Oh no!" He faked his sincerity. "He didn't."
"He did," Angel sobbed in her hands.
Now any other villain would just kill of the victim, but fear has a way of playing with its prey and giving it slight hope, before it destroys them. "Oh my poor dear. If you wouldn't mind, I would like to give you a tour of Paris."
She looked up at the man and smiled, "Really?"
"Yes of course. It's the least I can after what your friend did to you."
"Thank you." She stood up from her seat and so did he.
"Here, let's take a closer look at the arc shall we?" The man started walking toward the arc. Angel followed behind him looking up at the grand piece of art. "Simply amazing isn't it?"
"Yes it is."
"Just take a look at the detail on each pillar," he wanted her to take a closer look for some reason. As she stepped forward the man smiled coldly. She ran her fingers over the amazing detail. She smiled, losing herself to the art. She then saw a snowflake inside of a heart. Curiously, she touched it with her pointer finger and a bright light began to shine. The walls moved apart and a small golden box, with a girl with brown hair on the side slide out from the wall. The dark man smiled more as she took the box. The dark man raised his hand to strike when they both heard a sound.
"ANGEL!" Both looked up and they saw Jack flying in to save the day. The man growled and looked back at Angel who was happy and sad at the same time.
"It's too late Jack!" With one swipe of his hand a dark hole appeared underneath Angel and she fell through.
"NO!" Jack flew down trying to catch her but the hole closed up just as he reached it. "WHERE IS SHE?!"
"Consumed by darkness I suppose. I hope you had one last look at her Jack. Cause it will be your last by the time Valentine's Day comes!" The man disappeared in a swirl of black sand, laughing hysterically.
Jack paced around the giant arc, kicking his feet and groaning about how stupid he was. How could he be so stupid?! He sat down against the wall of the arc, pulled his hood over and…cried.