"You may want to calm down, Sunshine." Bunny said, as the room temperature began to increase. If Frost were here, he could've done that cooling thing he did with her earlier. Then again. If he was here, she wouldn't be turning the room into a sauna. Bunny didn't mind the heat, but there was only so much of it he could tolerate.

"I'm sorry." Anna breathed and the temperature went down a bit. She had every right to be angry. Pitch was manipulating her best friend and had him try to kill her. It was unspeakable. But unlike a two year old having a tantrum, she could melt down the North Pole. "I just don't understand why Pitch would make him do that? Make Jack want to hurt me? I know Jack. He would never hurt anyone and Pitch is turning him into something he's not."

"I know. Pitch has really done it this time." Bunny agreed and dared to move closer to her. He instantly felt the difference in temperature. Still, it was at a tolerable rate. "But, we'll get him back. I promise. Heck, I'd even take one of his chaotic blizzards over this." He joked, hoping it might lighten the mood. Surprisingly it did, as Anna gave him a light giggle.

"He does like to get carried away when it comes to blizzards." She smiled, but then frowned. How could she be laughing? Her best friend was in trouble and she was here laughing like nothing was wrong. Everything was wrong. She shouldn't be laughing.

"Cheer up you sad sack." Bunny lifted her chin so her face was to his. He was going to need an ice pack after this. Her chin was burning his finger. He'd have to make it quick. "Everything will be fine." He gave her a reassuring smile. He wasn't sure if it was, but he had to give her hope, give all of them hope. It was his centre after all. He was the Guardian of Hope.

"Wooh!" A loud Russian accent exclaimed. "It's like oven in here." North tugged at the collar of his shirt and blew in and out. Not too long ago, it was a nice kind of warm and then entering the room, he felt he jumped into a volcano. North then looked around and sniffed. "Something is burning?"

Bunny had forgotten he still had his finger on Anna's chin and it was starting to simmer. "Aahh!" He removed his hand and began hopping around like crazy as he blew frantically on his finger. "Don't stand there you gumbies, get some ice!" He ordered.

Despite feeling negative before, Anna couldn't help but laugh. His reaction was hilarious and even though it was her fault he was in pain, it was funny to watch. Even North found it amusing.

"Is okay, Bunny. We'll get it fixed." North chuckled.

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one who nearly got their finger turned into a sausage!" He complained.

As Anna felt better, the room temperature dropped as well, back down to slightly above average.

In the darkness that was Pitch's lair, Jack sat on a stoned wall and examined a little golden box. It was like the one he had before. The only difference was that instead of a face resembling his printed on the edge, it was a familiar red headed girl.

Anna.

As he moved it around, he could hear the teeth inside moving. Pitch seemed to have left the thing lying around. Out in the open where anyone could easily find it. Was that carelessness on his part? This box was what they were looking for and even though his lair was difficult to find, it was still able to be found and the guardians could easily take it and run.

Jack looked at the smiling girl's face and frowned at it. He tightened his grip and then swung his arm, throwing it into the darkness ahead.

"What are you doing?!" Jack shouted. Did he really just throw Anna's memory box away? They spent ages looking for it and he finally had it in his hands. Now it was somewhere lost in the darkness.

Currently he was in a dark room, with one window that overlooked the outside world. He was like a prisoner in his own mind. The only light came from Anna. She was glowing and she stopped the darkness from completely consuming him. Earlier on, during his fight with Anna, the thought sickened him that he had tried to kill her, she was glowing brighter. She even manage to get him back for a second. Now that they were alone, her glow was dimmer. It was like the closer the real Anna was, the stronger this Anna was.

"It's not you doing it." She assured and placed a hand on him.

"Can't you help me?" He pleaded.

"I can't." She shook her head. "I'm not strong enough. And it's not me helping you. It's Anna. The real Anna." She informed. "I'm simply a figment of your mind."

"But I can't take it anymore. Pitch already made me say I hated her and had me try to kill her. I can't live with myself if I hurt you or worse."

"You're strong enough to keep the darkness from consuming you completely. You may not have control of your body, but your mind still belongs to you and if you can break from the darkness than maybe you can get control."

"What about Anna? She was able to stop it."

"Darkness can't survive in light. It chased it away. Think about it. Spirit of Summer, able to make fire, hello? It's an automatic source of light." Anna said, like it was that obvious.

Anna had always been a kind of light. Even in a mental sense. Her easy going personality had always been enough to cheer him up on his gloomiest days.

"Aww does Fwosty have fwonie?" She pouted mockingly as she sat beside the winter spirit.

"Anna, this isn't the time." He said not looking at her and keeping his head down.

The year was 1912 and he just made a huge mistake. He wasn't in the mood to talk to her or anyone for that matter.

Anna frowned at him when he didn't seem to acknowledge her presence. "Jack? Are you okay?" She asked concerned.

The winter spirit sighed. "A lot of people just died because of me." He choked.

Her sky blue eyes examined him. If she looked closely, she could see tears falling from his eyes that were currently hidden underneath his bangs.

"What happened?" She asked.

He debated whether or not he should tell her. But news like this would come around quickly and it was probably better that she heard his side of the story instead of others. She was currently his only friend and he couldn't afford to lose her.

After a moment of silence, he finally broke it and began to explain.

"I was only testing out to see if I could make larger icebergs. I didn't know there was going to be a boat coming."

The more he got into detail, the more Anna could see it was killing him inside by recalling it. She just had to ask. But at least this way she could give him a helping hand.

"And now thousands of people are dead because I was stupid and careless."

Anna pushed his bangs from his face and pulled his head up with both her hands. She saw how puffy his eyes were from crying. "It was an accident." She told him. "They happen all the time. I even do them. People have died because of me and I admit I feel guilty about it and hate myself, but that's life. Some people have it shorter than others."

"But..."

Anna stopped him. "Don't let this moment define who you are. I know you. You're Jack Frost. You're fun, funny, sweet, mischievous, playful." She smiled and she swore she caught a faint smile from him. "Everyone screws up, it's normal. Even immortals can't be excused from that logic. I bet Santa once slipped up and switched a nice list kid for a naught list kid." Anna giggled.

Her speech made him feel a whole lot better. It still ached inside that many people were lost and would have grieving families, but in years to come, everyone would've moved on and being someone who lived forever, he would have to let it go. No matter what, Anna was always able to cheer him up.

"Thanks, Anna." He smiled at her.

"Anytime." She lightly punched him in the arm.

Seeing Jack throw away her memories like that brought a smile to Pitch's face. The boy couldn't stand even an image of her now. Soon he'd face her again and this time nothing would stop him from ending her.

Last time, she got lucky when the guardians intervened and even with her constant begging to bring Jack back was an issue. Next time, next time it wasn't going to be easy. He was going to make sure they show her no mercy as they watch the light leave her eyes and bring her into a world of permanent darkness.

He then created more black sand and it became the shape of a mare. Pitch sent it to the surface, where it multiplied and headed towards the towns nearby, corrupting children's dreams and giving them nightmares.

A blue coloured ice pack was currently resting on Bunny's index. It felt refreshing as it made his finger numb. For once he was enjoying the cold.

"Sorry." Anna gritted her teeth. Good thing she was calm now. She was still worried about Jack, but after almost setting Bunny on fire, she was keeping her emotions in tact. She didn't want another episode of burning something or someone. Even though it was hilarious when Bunny pranced around the room. Jack would've loved to have seen that. He'd never let the Kangaroo live it down.

"It's okay, mate. It was partly my fault." He chuckled. "I thought I could handle it."

"At least I didn't burn your fur off." She giggled.

"That is a plus." He nodded.

"Well...I'll leave you to cool down." Anna said and got up, leaving the room.

There had to be some way to locate Jack. Anna found herself in the globe room and she began to stare at the globe. The lights were flickering violently and some didn't turn back on.

The nightmares were coming. Pitch was beginning to take over.

"North! Bunny! Tooth! Sandy!" She called desperately.

As if losing Jack was bad enough. Now they had the children to worry about. They thought they would have time to bring Jack back before they started losing believers. They were wrong. Now they were up against the clock. Their timer being how much longer a child could hold on and believe.