Ello! It is I, the author! I have some BIG NEWS in SMALL NUMBERS. MY POLL HAS ONE VOTE CAST! Thank you, whoever put that vote in! The odds are turning for immortal Jelsa! Now remember, pick one Jelsa choice and one Kristanna choice. You don't want to choose both Jelsa choices, or else the whole poll will go kaput. So, answer the poll! It's on my lovely little profile. Anyway, SUMMARY TIME! Elsa and Jack are back together (they were never apart; I didn't give them a proper break up. Jack saying that he didn't love Elsa doesn't count. Just roll with it)! The other Guardians escape Pitch's lair and Hans reports the bad news to Pitch about Elsa.
In a Hans-like voice (preferably the stupid deep voice that he uses to seduce Anna and other innocent woman, and then breaks their beautiful hearts): Master, I'm sorry, but I wasn't able to murder the Snow Queen.
In a Pitch-like voice (the British voice that makes you think of shadows and bad dreams, or an evil but totally hot bad boy detective): But she's a mortal you fool! How were you not able to end her? I took the handsome smirktastic Winter Spirit off of your hands, and you're still not able to kill her?
In the Hans voice: I'm sorry, Master Pitch. But she's too strong, even for a half immortal one such as myself.
In the Pitch voice: You conceited fool! Do you know what this means? It means, Hans, that the Guardians will be able to defeat us! The Snow Queen possesses terrific power that can destroy this whole dark army! And with the Jack by her loving side (queue batting eyelashes), she'll be unstoppable! We need to find what fuels them, and destroy it!
Hans: Love, sire?
Pitch: Love? Hm… YES! Love! Her stupid love for Jack is what fuels them both! We need to take it down; destroy it, as one should say. But how? (queue thinking-about-how-to-ruin-true-OTP-love mode)
Hans: Pitch, didn't we already try to destroy their love for each other?
Pitch: Shut up, you royal brat, I'm thinking…(about how to ruin true love)
Hans: (ignoring him) I mean, I kissed the monster's lips myself!
Pitch (ignoring the royal brat): Wait…
Hans: (still ignoring) I won't complain about that though… Her lips were quite soft…
Pitch (talking to himself): Hm….
Hans: (still ignoring him) …and her skin was quite smooth…
Pitch (ignoring the conceited prince): I think I've got it!
Hans: (not paying attention) …and she didn't fight me off at first…
Pitch: Hans.
Hans: She really is quite the beauty…
Pitch: Hans…
Hans: Wait. Am I falling for her? No, no! I can't be! I'm the villain for crying out loud!
Pitch: HANS PAY ATTENTION!
Hans: (queue frightened flinch and backing away mode) Wha—? Huh? Oh, right sir!
Pitch: (queue the "Eye Roll") Whatever. Let's just have the narrator write this out.
The Fantabulous Author (who believes in true love and jack frost and jelsa): Thank you. Prepare to die you scallywags! MWAHHAHAHAHAHA! *insert evil-but-I'm-not-really-evil grin*
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Anyway, the battle begins and Pitch has a new way to ruin Jack directly. Gasp! What will our lovely OTP do next? Here is the next chapter, Legends Unite! P.S. I can't write the next chapter until this poll on my profile has about ten or more votes. Please, I want to write this chapter so you guys can read it!
~Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ROTG OR FROZEN CHARACTERS! HAPPY FLUFF AND SUNSHINE!~
Elsa and Jack were in each other's arms, wrapped snugly in North's blankets. They were sharing North's leather chair, enjoying each other's familiar company. Everything felt like the way it was before. Yes, the window was broken. Yes, there was a prince with red sideburns passed out outside with a bloody nose. Yes, they didn't care. Jack had told Elsa what happened, and she laughed when he told her about Tooth's angry outburst.
"She's like Anna in more ways than one," Elsa murmured.
Jack nodded, and twisted his staff in his hands. "Hey, Elsa?"
Elsa turned her glance at him. "Yes, Jack?"
Jack hugged her tightly. "Promise me that you'll never leave me. Promise me that you'll never forget me."
Elsa wrapped her arms around him. "I…I promise Jack. What aroused this idea?"
Jack pulled away. "After I said that I didn't love you, I felt like my heart cracked open. I don't ever want to lose you. I love you Elsa. Never in my three hundred and eighteen years have I felt this feeling that I've felt with you before."
In that moment, he seemed so vulnerable, his true emotions spilling out. Elsa gave him a small smile. "I'm not going anywhere for a long time Jack. I love you to the Moon and back."
Jack held her hands. "As do I." He cradled her in his arms and smelled the sweet scent of his lover's skin. His hands cupped her face, and he touched his forehead to hers.
Elsa smiled and stroked his head. Suddenly, there was a loud battle cry, and the door flew open. The winter couple found themselves face to face with the Guardians, all tired, dirty, and utterly exhausted. They cringed behind the blankets, and watched as Bunny held Tooth up with his paw. North flopped to the ground, snoring, sound asleep. Sandy was floating midair in a deep sleep. Jack pushed the blankets off them and threw the fleece cover on top of North. It cover the top half of him, but exposed the lower half. Bunny rolled his eyes and dragged Tooth and him to their room. Jack shook his head; they were growing weaker by the minute. Elsa walked out of the workshop, and stared at the moon intently. It was so beautiful tonight; the pale rays casting her shadow in graceful curves and bends. She sighed and walked out onto the crisp snow. It crunched below her feet as she stepped quietly towards the moon. She stretched her arm towards the light, and let her fingers stretch as well. They grasped the moon lightly, the white light caressing the bends in her grasp. I'm worried about Jack and the Guardians. What if they're too weak? What if they disappear? I don't want to lose any of them. They feel like my family, my extended family in the least. The moon seemed to glow brighter in reassurance, and all of her fears seemed to slip away from her fingertips. She looked up through her eyelashes, and felt the moon's rays hug her body loosely. She smiled at the moon thankfully, and heard loud steps behind her. She turned around swiftly, a rush of adrenaline booming in her ears. The steps erupted the calm, and her eyes looked upon Jack's eyes. She placed a hand to her heart, her heartbeat slowing to its normal rhythm.
"Oh, Jack. You scared me there."
Jack grinned and stared at the moon. "Looking at the moon? What are you so worried about?"
She felt Jack's arms wrap around her. She shrugged, and stared at her hands. "Oh, well, I was just thinking about some things…"
Jack kiss her cheek. "What things?" He mumbled against her cheek.
Elsa looked off into the distance. "Well, I was worried about you and the other Guardians. What if you're too weak to fight? What if you disappear?"
Jack captured her lips with his. "We're perfectly fine, Elsa. Don't worry about us. Worry about…By the Moon…"
Elsa glanced at Jack's startled face with confusion. She turned towards the direction of his stare, and gasped at what she saw. Th beautiful moon was clouded, fogged by the darkness, the incoming shadows and black sand towering over the sky. The wind howled, sending bursts of snow to whip against the couple, sending them flying into a nearby snowbank.
"Did you cause that?" Elsa yelled over the screaming wind.
Jack shook his head. "No!" he called back.
They kept their tight hold on each other, never letting the harsh wind tear them apart. The shadows stormed in, one crowd of pounding hooves to another. The eyes of a Nightmare were a bright gold, it seemed like its eyes held dreams. Dreams that would soon wither away. The dark tendrils of the storm slithered closer to the workshop, and Jack pulled Elsa to her feet. Her eyes kept focus on the darkness washing over them. It was just a couple feet—a couple feet away from swallowing them. The two ran into the workshop, and slammed the door behind them. All the Guardians jumped awake, scowls painted all over their faces.
"What the—Jack! What was that for!" North bellowed angrily.
Jack glared back. "There's a storm of black sand headed this way. We have to defeat it!"
The Guardians and Elsa ran out of the workshop, sword, boomerang, or hand raised. The dark storm cackled—Wait, no. The figure atop the storm cackled. "Why, look at all of you! Scared—Radiating fear! I love it…"
Jack wrapped an arm around Elsa. "Scared? We're not afraid of you Pitch!"
Pitch stood up straighter, his eery smile glowing in the dark. "I doubt that, Frost. You see, I know all of your fears, everyone's. Jack, your scared that I'm going to hurt your lover. How accurate does that sound, Jack?"
Jack clenched his fist at his side. "You don't know anything about me! Elsa's powerful and strong, she can defeat you!"
Pitch clasped his hands. "Oh, how sweet. The little girlfriend has strong powers. Elsa, dear? Do you want to know what you're afraid of?"
Elsa grit her teeth. "No, not really," she hissed.
Pitch's eyes bore into the most vulnerable places of her mind. "You're afraid that you're going to hurt people. You're afraid you're going to hurt Jack and your little brat of a sister. You're afraid that all of the townspeople won't accept you. How does that sound, dear?"
Elsa's eyes narrowed and she uncovered her ears. "You…You can't hurt me. You won't get close to my family, my loved ones. I'm not afraid of you."
Pitch guffawed. "You're practically glowing with fear! How precious, I think I'll start with you instead."
He raised a dark arrow at Elsa, and her eyes widened. Jack pushed them both down, just as Pitch fired the arrow. It landed in the snow, the target clearly not acquired. Pitch growled darkly. He needed to destroy the bond between the lovebirds. He sent a small swarm of his horses towards the Guardians, and he and his dark storm fled from the scene. The pounding hooves of the Nightmares drummed in Elsa's ears, and her head nearly drowned in adrenaline as they galloped closer. Jack swung his staff at one of the horses, and the Nightmare screamed as it froze slowly. The Guardians sliced and crumbled the Nightmares to mere dust particles, but they kept regenerating; they kept coming back. North sliced the Nightmare's neck clean off; as Tooth was holding a Nightmare down, Bunny's boomerang tore its head, and it slid to the ground, golden eyes diminishing to a dull glow. Jack swung the crook of his staff around a Nightmare's neck and pulled harshly, and the staff slid through the sand, the horse's head dissolving to dust. Elsa was nearly surrounded, the Nightmares that weren't distracting the Guardians reared up, and slowly crept towards her. She felt their heated breath near her pale skin, each puff sending uncomfortable shivers, the heat pulsing through her veins, making her droopy and sluggish. No. She wouldn't listen. She kept her stance, her arms up in a defensive gesture. Her eyes focused on Jack. He had just whacked the living daylights (if Nightmares could see the day) out of the Nightmare he had mounted on. It slumped to the ground, the black sand on his head fizzing and burbling. Suddenly, the Nightmare to her right hissed and made a rumbling sound in its chest as if to attack. Elsa narrowed her eyes and let her knees crouch lower. Suddenly, the Nightmare pushed her to the ground.
It was fast. Blindingly fast.
It was strong. Unbelievably strong.
It was a formidable enemy. It fed on her fear, tasting at her crumpled hope. Her vulnerability.
That's when the rest of the Nightmares prepared to pounce on their prey: Her.
Their glowing eyes were on her, as if sensing the depleting of her courage and hope. She couldn't do this, what was she thinking? She would end up not only hurting herself, but everyone else. It was pointless to fight. Pointless. Suddenly, a rush of anger overcame her senses. She felt a tug at her palms, but no power leaked out of her skin. She felt her body buzz with excitement; the anger bubbling up to her brain, washing it out—no, DROWNING it in fury. These sick creatures, they wanted her to fear them; to fear its creator. No, she wouldn't give in. She wouldn't let him see her feeble—weak. She felt a sharp burst of heat erupt in her body, her bloodstream seeming made of liquid fire. She felt a horse set its hoof down on her train, her ice work. The Nightmares were so close now, so near. She felt the rest of her senses collide with each other: uncertainty, anger, fury. It seemed to shoot out of her hands, her powers. Her feelings had been held inside of her for far too long, each step of a hoof arousing the fury within her. She was tired; tired of Pitch and his little pests; tired of how he was going to try to take away everything from her. She felt herself take in a sharp intake of her breath, and she cried out in anger. The Guardians all stopped what they were doing, as well as the dark horses themselves. Not only did an blue light envelope her palms, but it surrounded her body. A light blue, yet strong light. It wrapped around her like an aura brighter than the Northern lights. Jack felt his body freeze in its place. Not in a literal way, but as if time had slowed to a snail's pace. He watched it so precisely, so accurately. Elsa's icy light speared out in all directions. It pierced each Nightmare around her in the heart, the rush of light entering their sandy chests, causing them to implode from the inside out. She panted heavily as her energy drained with each imploding Nightmare. As dark sand sprinkled to the floor, she felt her knees buckle, and she fell out from under her. Jack rushed over to her, punching a Nightmare in the gut as he ran to her aid. Before her head could slam to the ground as she felt the last of her energy leave her, Jack scooped her up in his arms as he crouched down next to her.
"That was quite the light show," he smirked. "Better than Las Vegas, if you ask me."
Elsa laughed weakly. "I'd like to see this Las Vegas place someday, Jack."
She coughed and wheezed slightly, and her hand stroked Jack's face. "You might want to turn around. I think that Nightmare has a little crush on you."
Jack kept his eyes on her, but stretched his staff arm. He shot a blast of ice that ensnared the Nightmare's snout, and Jack shoved the crook of his staff into the Nightmare's chest, bringing it out slightly. It fell to the ground, and disappeared to dust. Without regenerating. Jack nodded to himself, obviously amused with this new discovery.
"Hey, try getting it in the heart," he called out behind him.
The Guardians' ears perked up (especially Bunny's), and they started stabbing at the Nightmares' chests. They dissolved quickly to dust, a final snort out of each Nightmare echoing through the night. Elsa felt her eyes start to close, but she forced them awake. Her body felt empty, her outburst finally achieved. Jack carried her nearly limp body to the Guardians, clearly not noticing the sudden change in her energy. She felt her grip on Jack loosen the tiniest bit, but again, Jack didn't seem to notice. She hardly had paid attention to what North was saying.
"…caught us off guard. We will have to be quicker…"
"…afraid that he has gone to Arendelle or Burgess. We will have to check both…"
"…is very powerful. We must keep her behind us until the right moment…"
Then, "…Elsa? Elsa?"
Elsa jumped and turned her attention to North. "Yes? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
North chuckled. "No, no. It's okay. We say that you will be behind us now."
Sandy shook his head though. He raised a figure of Elsa, and then Jack. He placed them next to each other, and then conjured up a figure of Pitch, which he placed in front of them.
North sighed. "But Sandy…Sandy think that we have you and Jack in front."
Sandy nodded brightly, his mind stubbornly set on his original plan. Jack held Elsa close to him, his firm chest pressed up against hers. She breathed in his calming scent of peppermint and winter, her eyes closing faster than she thought. She forced them awake once more, the irritation in her body's motions growing. Jack felt her body tense and he turned his sparkling gaze to hers.
"Is everything okay, Els?" he asked, concern in his eyes.
Elsa gave him a smile and nodded. "Yes, Jack. Everything's fine. I'm just…a little tired, that's all."
Jack returned the smile and went back to discussing with the Guardians.
"I agree with Sandy. It would be safer to put me with Elsa. I am her boyfriend, you know." he gave them a triumphant smirk.
Bunny scoffed. "Yeah, right. The only thing you two'll be doing is licking each other."
Jack and Elsa both flushed red when he spat out his argument.
"Well, I…I can be trusted with her more than you!" he managed to sputter out, his pale face flushing a rosy pink now.
Tooth sighed. "Come on, Bunny, they're old enough to know when it's the right time to…you know…" she trailed off suggestively.
This just made Jack and Elsa's faces redden even more.
Bunny slicked back his ears. "Fine, fine. But only because you said it. One kiss on the battlefield, and you're gonna have to take care of North's reindeer for a month."
North gaped. "Why I be in this? I did nothing!"
Bunny shrugged, and Jack ran a hand through his hair. "Fine. But you said on the battlefield, not in the air or the trip to Arendelle. So HA HA!" he teased in a sing-song voice.
He flew off with Elsa and pushed through the clouds and the endless sea of stars. Jack pressed his lips to hers as they flew; he knew his way all over the world, he didn't have to ask for directions. Elsa tried to push herself closer to him, but her lack of body movement restrained her. Jack ran a calloused hand over her cheekbone, and kissed her nose. He pulled away, and smiled at her.
"You're gonna do great. I'm stronger with you."
Elsa smiled at him, and buried her head in the front of his hoodie. Jack sped off to Arendelle, the Guardians close behind him.
And now, for a special sequence of our program that our main characters don't know!
Hans: I don't get it.
Pitch: I just told you: I purposely sent those Nightmares at the Guardians and the Snow Queen.
Hans: But…the arrow…
Pitch: *rubs forehead in a I'm-gonna-give-this-brat-enternal-nightmares-if-he-don't-shut-up way* I know that the arrow MISSED! Yes, I didn't expect that, but the Nightmares were on purpose!
Hans: Oh. Go on.
Pitch: Okay. Now, since Elsa has used all of her strength and fury on that little swarm of Nightmares, it will be easy to defeat them. Without her help, the Guardians are powerless.
Hans: Okay…Is there more?
Pitch: *glares at Hans in a are-you-kidding-me manner* YES, THERE'S MORE. The plan is, that we threaten to go after her sister and her precious fiancé. She tries to fight us off with Jack, and you head towards Elsa, sword in hand. Try to kill her, though I doubt you will, despite the little energy she has left. I wouldn't be surprised if she deflected it even if she's empty. Anyway, you will make her extremely exhausted. She falls to the ground in defeat, poor Jack tries to help her, but before he can, BOOM! You can try to kill her, or whatever. She'll be gone before you can, anyway. The immense amount of exhaustion will put an end to her first, but you can try scratching her with your sword. Snow Queen's gone, then we destroy the Guardians with the Nightmares and…you.
Hans: *determined look, wants to make his master proud (but doesn't know that his master is sick of his conceited head)* I'm ready.
Pitch: *sure-you-are look* Whoopee, let's go.
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YAY! Finally finished with this chapter! Lots of chopped heads. EEWW. But, nonetheless, I had FUN writing this chapter. Can't wait for the next phase of the battle! Keep sending those reviews! AIR HUGS AIR HUGS!
~KiPanda Cutie