Chapter 24

"NO!"
Jack jumped in between them; arms held out to his sides, not trying to catch the sword rather turn to a human shield.

The world grew dark for his eyes; but he thought he heard Pitch roar in the distance, as the sword fell towards him; he missed how Hans's expression turned from the one of greed to one of shock. Then the cold and dark took him.

The sword almost touched his shoulder before the ice shattered the sword sending Hans flying back hitting his head against the ice as small cloud of air bloomed up at his mouth as his body turned to ice.

Hiccup blinked his eyes open, when the pain from the sword didn't come, he louvered his arms and felt his body grow so very cold when he saw who stood in front of him. The snowstorm was no more, the snowflakes had stilled in the air.

"JACK!" he cried out, scrambling up to all four- three. He heard how Toothless gave away a yowl as he ran up to them. Hiccup got to his foot, managing to stay balanced. "No…" he gasped out nothing more than a whisper. As he let his fingertips land on Jack's cheeks they were cold, his eyes were empty. Hiccup felt the tears start to run down his cheeks. "Jack…" he closed his eyes and let his head fall to Jack's shoulder.

He felt how Toothless stroked his head against his leg, and he looked down to the panther that looked up at him with teary eyes.

He heard steps on the ice and gasps. He didn't dare to look up, but he knew from the gasps, his crew and Astrid's. A sound he couldn't remember hearing before reached his ears and he let go of Jack a bit to stare at him, the ice around his heart was… was thawing and turning back to normal. He stared. It thawed in the form of countless snowflakes. Jack's body sagged and Hiccup held him close to keep him from falling to the ice as his arms fell loosely to his sides and to Hiccup's surprise his brown hair stayed white.
Hiccup couldn't believe his eyes.
A groan came from Jack and along it a harsh intake of breath, before his body stirred and he lifted his head slowly.

"…Hiccup..?" he croaked out in confusion. Hiccup gave away an inhuman sound as he hugged around the now whitehaired teen harder.

"You're alive." he said into the crook of Jack's neck. "Thank the gods you're alive…"

Toothless got his eyes on the staff and walked over to it biting carefully around it before he walked over to them, sitting down on the ice and gave away a chirp. Hiccup looked down at him.

"Right." He said taking the staff in his hand. "Here." Jack stared at the staff.

"What? But… I thought it was destroyed in the fire…" he said and took it, it glowed and seemed to purr into his grip. Frost covered the wood where he held it and it reacted to him as it had done the first time he'd held it. And that was when he felt the void inside of him getting filled.

Pitch slammed his hand onto the railing of the ship and forced his teeth together. This was not how he wanted things to go. Why was that captain so hard to kill!? He growled as his eyes glowed bright. But then a gif toothy grin grew on his lips.

"It's not over jet, my dear captain. Celebrate the last hours of your life in your foolishness... I will take back what's mine."

A feast was thrown, delicious food and singing, dancing and more food, Elsa had a talk with jack about his powers and told him not to fear them, nor conceal them, it would only make things worse, learn to control them by practicing. She smiled at him.

"I still find it strange that your hair didn't change back." She said and took some of Jack's locks in her hand. He laughed a bit

"Maybe it's because of my powers." Elsa smiled at him, as he moved back to Hiccup and the Night Fury crew, he would be fine, she knew that. She sighed and smiled.

Elsa had talked to the marines and Hans, and told them that as long as the two crews were in Arendelle she would not let the marines catch any of the members, and if they did she would bring them back by force, she had showed them quite good by making the beard of the admiral become covered in ice and frost; they had agreed in haste.

The black ship moved slowly in the faint light of dawn.

"All we need now is to get the kid back, and then we are clear to go." Gothel said in an annoyed tone. "But if you hadn't let him out of your sight, we would already be on our way." She shoved a finger in Pitch chest, and he growled back at her, slapping her hand away.

"Oh, don't worry about it Gothel, my dear. The kid won't run from us again."

"But jet you let him two times." Dagur chipped from there he sat on a barrel. He got a glare from Pitch and he grew silent.

"For your sake, I will keep you to that promise." Drago said in a dark voice.