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Scheming Seperation (PT 3)
He flew past the trees. Flew over the cities. Flew above the people of earth. Flew away from where he only experienced pain.
Tears clouded his vision as he found himself in Antartica. He stopped before an intimidating structure. It was a jagged piece of ice, laced with Nightmare Sand. He remembered what had caused the structure's creation. It was because of Bunny.
"WE NEVER SHOULD HAVE TRUSTED YA!"
He was so stupid! Bunny had always caused him pain! Before, during and after his becoming a Guardian. Why did he believe things would change between them!?
He was the Ice. The Snow. The Cold. The Frost. He was Winter. He caused death. He deserved pain for all the people he killed off in his bid for believers. He didn't deserve family because he caused many to lose the rest of theirs. He only deserved to hurt.
"You don't seem to learn, Jack."
His heart beating erratically, he swivelled around to see a very familiar Nightmare King.
"Pitch..", he snarled, ignoring the fact that he had no chance at the moment. But he stood there, bare chest, broken heart, lost hope. "Why are you here?"
"Well I felt an unexplainable amount of Fear coming from here and I wondered, 'Who on Earth would be standing in the middle of the Arctic? Unless Jack Frost has finally come to face the truth.' Guess I was right."
Jack felt his breathing become heavy. "What do you want to say? And hurry up with it. I've got to go."
At the last statement, Pitch laughed. "Go where? You were basically ousted from the Warren, and you have nowhere else to go. And to answer your question, I know of the new residents in the Warren and I'm just here to tell you that Bunnymund doesn't love you. You're a burden. He would rather be around his own kind. Now that he has his own kind around, do you think he wants to be related with the likes of you?"
The fact that those words were exactly like Lepus' didn't cross Jack's mind. The fact that this was Pitch talking, didn't become acknowledged. All Jack could think of was how he was fed up of pain. He stalked off into a blizzard, not noticing Pitch's gleeful expression.
He lay down in the snow, back straight, staff by his side, and looked at the snow-filled sky. He brought his hand up to catch a snowflake, but felt a small weight in it. Hesitantly, he brought the object into his line of sight and was met with the sparkle of the orange stone he pulled from the bracer. He laughed. Not his normal mischievous laugh. This laugh was empty, like him. He laughed his empty laugh until it faded. "I really am pathetic. He ruins my life and I still can't let go." He put his staff on his bare chest, and folded his hands over it. The orange stone glinted from his grasp. "Well, I hope he's happy now."
He closed his eyes as his magic sealed him in a block of ice akin to a grave, an empty smile on his face.
Aster took Salito to his mother, Umbra.
"What happened?" She exclaimed taking Salito off Bunny.
"Jack went ahead and hit him in the back with his bloody ice."
Umbra pursed her lips. "I don't know why you put up with him Aster. He's been giving us the cold shoulder, if you'll forgive a little pun. He continues to argue with Lepus behind your back and terrorises Salito. Poor kit won't leave his Uncle Egestas alone, without prompting." Bunny sighed and pinched his forehead. Umbra put Salito down, who immediately went to find his Uncle Egestats. Bunny's paw was pulled down and he opened his green eyes to be met with her glowing amber. He was caught in her gaze. "Aster, I think you should let him go. We can't stay here if he continues to act like this."
Aster sighed again and nodded. "A'right. I'll go talk ta him."
He walked out of Umbra's room and began the journey to Jack's room. He walked past the living room, but stopped when a flash of light caught his eyes. He went inside, towards the mantleplace. He watched the ice sculpture begin to crumble. His eyes widened and he tried to keep it in one piece, but it melted and became a puddle on the ground. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Someone had lost hope. Someone who was a big believer. He felt his legs get weaker. He had to fall to all four as his hind legs couldn't hold his weight. His sight became blurred around the edges. He ran to Jack's room and found it empty. He took a step forward, but helped in pain when a shard of glass got caught in his paw. His eyes followed the trail of glass to a shredded photo. He scrambled forward and searched for any part that was intact. He only found one, of Jack's carefree expression.
His mind drifted back to his actions earlier. His paw felt red hot. He lifted it to his face in horror.
He had struck Jack!
He didn't know what to do next.
Should he tell the other Pookas?
Should he tell the Guardians?
Should he tell no one and go searching himself?
Before he could do anything, there was a cough behind him. He turned (still on all four) and saw Egestas, Holus, Salito, Lepus, and Umbra.
"Do any of ya know what happened ta Jack!? I went looking for him and couldn't find him and his ice sculpture melted and I came here and fou...HMMPH!" His rant was caught off when Holus covered his mouth. He began to kick furiously until his front paws were held behind him by Egestas and his hind legs were locked together by Lepus. All the fight died from him as he felt him getting weaker from the lack of hope from that one believer. Jack. He stared angrily at Umbra and Salito until they began to twist and blur. For a moment he thought his eyes were getting worse but then he felt the paws holding him down, began to feel like...Sand? He watched and began to struggle when he saw Umbra and Salito turn into Nightmares. A shadow creeped out from behind them and took an unmistakable form.
"Well. Well. Well. Things are finally going to plan!" Exclaimed Pitch Black...
