Hey! Tommarrow I will be posting the chap. Awnsering the Q's and well, ok I woke up feeling bad about leaveing u on a cliff hanger and me being the only one to know what's gonna happen and well, all the twists I am adding and well, I thought of this part for jack and URGGHHH! Ok here's ur chapter I need to shut my face!
Elsa's P.O.V
I woke up in a dark room, the floor cold, and hard, I figured it might be cement due to the rough, scratchy feel. Everything was in total darkness, nothing was visibal, but the vibe that floated off the walls like a fantom was enough to give me goose bumps.
I tried to put my arms up, and wrap my hands around my arms, but they were tied, typical of Pitch.
"Hello" the demon voice said
" .go" I hissed through my teeth.
"do you miss your little boy toy that much? Hmm.."
The rope my hands were tied to frosted over, and froze, so the next move I made would break them easily.
"shut up." I hissed once more.
"why, so you can dream that your little Jack will come to save you? Because he won't." he snarled
"SHUT UP!"I yelled a little louder the ground beneath me being covered in a thin layer of frost that
"Why, I'm only telling you the truth, that little imbisle and your friends won't save you, they don't care, they won't…"
"I SAID SHUT UP!" I broke my hands free, and stood up, shooting as much ice as I could at pitch. I stomped on the ground, making it turn to ice, and continued to shoot sharp strands of ice at him, until one hit his heart. He simply looked down.
"oh Elsa, when will you learn, I have no heart." He smiled wickedly.
"You did when your wife was alive, may she rest in HELL!" I scolded angerly.
He looked at me, his eyes turning red. Nightmare sand spread around me, like a coccune.
"NEVER insalt her!" he said while making the sand into a uniform almost.
It was black ripped skinny jeans, and a black top that was more like a sleeveless swimsuit top that had straps with metal buckles. And gloves that reached my wrists. Black of course. And I had black Vans on.
My hair was no longer in a braid, but in a high ponytail, that was so tight it gave me a headache.
I grabbed jack's jacket from the corner of the room and hugged it like a child would to it's blanket. Pitch made a mirror that was surrounded with nightmare sand. He smirked wickedly, and it wasn't jack's smirk, that was silly and playful, and down right sexy, but a smirk that would haunt me in my sleep.
I stepped over to the mirror and wanted to cry. My face was caked with thick black makeup all around my eyes that was made of nightmare sand, witch burned my eyes.
But that wasn't the reason that I was crying.
I shot a thick icicle at Pitch once more, my anger made it so that ice shot out of my gloved hand.
He smirked again,
"you're powers are strong, I don't like it, Mr. isles, care to fix this?" he turned his head to beside him.
All the sudden, Hans stepped in.
"Gladly" he said evily.
My heart stopped for a second.
He slammed his hand on the ground, making them covered in fire. Then he set it out, making it to just be a heat was intense, and it drained my powers, and my strength, making me drop to my knees from ecsaustion.
"Much better" they said at the same time.
The heat made the room glow in orange and red colors that seemed to float off the room.
It was hell. Literly. I didn't have jack, and it was hot.
Even though it was burning hot, I put on Jacks hoodie. It felt like hot coals when it made contact with my skin. But the feel, and even the smell that floated off of it reminded me of Jack.
And to be honest, the promise I made him, and the memory of him was the only thing that kept me from Cutting.
I curled up in a ball and lied on the ground, crying myself to sleep.
Jack's P.O.V
Even with everybody there, I continued Pacing, pulling my hair and ignoring their comments about how we will find her. I stared at the pile of nightmare sand, knowing that he took, her, knowing that she was in danger, and knowing what he would do to her.
My Fists clenched together, and my knuckles turned white thinking about it.
I turned on my heel pulling at my hair once more.
Each step I took, the floor covered more and more in frost or ice, or maybe snow, I couldn't tell and at this point I didn't care.
Anna walked in, tears in her eyes.
"Kristoff is on his way, he says he has someone that will help.
I nodded, probley vary harshly, but I didn't care, I just wanted MY Elsa back.
Flynn had my staff because I have tried 7 times to fly out the window and look for elsa.
Someone knocked on the door, I ran over and opened it, hopeing it was Elsa, or help. But no. It was the Pizza Guy.
"Hi I have one order for.."
I slammed the door in his face. Then turned around opened the door took the pizza and froze him, realiseing I turned down Pizza.
I set it on the counter. Realising I was too sad to eat.
Suddenly Kristoff opened the door
A little old man made of rock ran in.
"Where is my granddaughter!?" he yelled
BOO! Ok just so ya know, Kristoff and The troll guy ARE NOT RELATED! Grandpabbie is a family friend thing, Idk, I'll explain in the next chapter!