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Chapter 36: Elsa's POV

"Don't you even dare!" I scream, standing behind them, watching in horror as Pitch takes out the knife of Jack.

Pitch turns around, first with a smile, but when he sees me, he lifts his finger, and pointing at me he exclaims "You!" He moves a little bit to the left and I see Jack watching us, his leg and face bleeding. I take a deep breath and gather all the courage I have. I'm Jack's last hope.

"Yes, me. And if you touch him ever again, I swear to you, I will kill you."

There's a silence and Pitch smiles returns to his terrible face.

"Well, I guess I can wait with Jack. Let's have some fun with you instead, shall we?"

He approaches me. I can feel my brain ticking, and my legs twitching, getting ready to run. But I don't move. I let him get closer, and closer... and closer. Then, as if he moves in slow motion, Pitch throws his arm out, about to hit me in the face. Finally I give up to my legs, and they bend down, as if they have their own will. I can feel Pitch's hand touch my hair as it swings over my head. Then, with my legs shaking, I rise and punch him straight in the face with all the strength I've got. I can feel how his nose breaks under my fist. He lets out a small noise and slowly falls to the ground. I stand in front of him, gasping, before I realize that Jack is staring at me. I gasp and run to him.

"Jack, oh Jack, what did he do to you?" I ask. He looks at me, as if he can't believe that I'm really there. His face shows both fear, pain and relief.

He tries to speak, but no sound comes. Finally, he manages to whisper.

"You shouldn't have come. He will hurt you. You're in danger here."

"How could I not. He was going to kill you Jack!" Then I can't stop myself, I throw my arms around him, hugging him tightly. He let's out a small groan of pain, but he doesn't ask me to stop. I can feel tears starting to flow down my cheeks.

Jack, I love you so much. I love you.

Eventually I have to let go. Jack smiles at me, but to my horror, it's not his wonderful smirk. The smile doesn't reach out to his eyes. They are still somehow... empty.

Pitch, what have you done with him?

Then I realize that Jack is still bound to the chair, his wrists and ankles bleeding from the ropes. My eyes widen and I curse myself for having forgotten that.

"O my god, Jack, I'm sorry, let me untie you immediately."

I hear Jack chuckle when I am about too go around his chair. "Yeah, that would be nice." But also the chuckle is a bit empty, as if Jack, my Jack, is gone. No, he can't be. If he is, I'm going to kill Pitch!

But then I can feel my hair getting grabbed, and it hurts so much when something pulls me away from Jack. I loose my balance and am thrown to the ground.

"Elsa!"

I feel dizzy, but when I open my eyes and see Pitch coming to me. His nose is bleeding, but his eyes are burning. He takes me by my arm and lifts me up from the ground. With my free arm, I try to hit everything I can. Then, I manage to hit him really hard on his already broken nose. My hand is covered in his blood.

"You little bitch!" he yells, throwing me back to the ground. I feel something hit my head, and everything goes black.

I open my eyes and see Pitch approaching Jack, his knife in his hand. I slowly rise from the ground, my head spinning.

"One more step you motherfucker, and you're dead!" I scream. There's no way I'm going to let him hurt Jack ever again.

Pitch stops and just stands still for a moment. Then, before I have time to do anything, he spins around. I watch him,, and suddenly, I feel something hit me in my stomach.

Pain.

So much pain.

Everything slowly goes black while I fall to the ground, whispering Jack's name.

Pain.

Darkness.

Jack...

"Elsa! Wake up! No! You can't be dead! No!"

I can hear Jack scream though it sounds as if he's under water. His voice fades and I slip away into the darkness. The pain slowly fades too. I smile. This is easy. I just have to let go...

No!

I can't let go! Jack needs me, no! I force my eyes open. The pain returns. I ignore it.

I see Pitch walking towards Jack, who's crying. He hasn't seen me, his eyes are closed.

"Well, now when we are finished with your girl, now, I finally can finish off you!" he sneers.

I silently support my weight on my arms and manage to get up on my knees. The knife makes the moves unbelievably painful. Pitch doesn't notice. I look down at my stomach. The knife stands out of it, just over my navel. I can feel it inside of me, tearing my body apart. Closing my eyes, I take a grip of it. Then, with a painful move, I remove it from my body. I almost scream at the pain, but manage not to.

Now the next step.

I put one of my feet down on the ground. Every move hurts. Then the other. I take a deep breath and get up on my feet. Pitch still hasn't noticed.

Step by step, I get closer and closer. Pitch now stands in front of Jack, looking down at him.

"Well, now my knife's not here, I wonder, how am I gonna do it. To do it with my bear hands would be very satisfying indeed. But then again, it might go too fast. Lucky you, I have another knife."

He bends down and takes out a knife from his boot. It's a bit smaller than the one I hold in my bloody hand.

Pitch bends down so that he is eye to eye to Jack, who hasn't noticed me either. Jack's eyes are wet from tears, but also filled with rage.

"You'll pay!" he whispers.

"Oh, deary, I don't think so" Pitch mocks. Then, witch a small move of his hand, he makes a long scar on Jack's cheek. Jack jerks, but doesn't say anything. Blood starts dripping down his cheek and throat.

Now, I'm just behind Pitch. The knife is in my hand.

Jack suddenly looks up and sees me, but before he has time to do anything, or say anything, I open my mouth.

"Pitch!"

He rises and swirls around. "What the-"

"Remember what I said about touching Jack again? I said I will kill you." I say slowly. Pitch looks at me, totally chocked. Then, just when he realizes what's going on, I lift my hand and push the knife deep into his chest with all my force. Pitch groans, and I can feel his heart tearing itself on the knife. I push it even deeper, and finally, the light in Pitch's eyes disappear, and he falls to the ground. I look at Jack and smile, and then my body gives up.

Finally! I hope this isn't too bloody. Hope you enjoyed it, but in the next chapter, you'll see what happens to Elsa.

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