I am sooooooooooooo sorry this has take so long. I have so much going on right now its not even cool. I may even have to put these on hold. I'm not quite there yet but I think I'm close. I'm trying to get out of all of that so I can focus more on my writing like I used to. I miss that so much :,-( and Animal Lover I'm going to have to put those first chapters on hold :-( No I haven't seen Book of life yet, but I'm borrowing it from a friend.
Fear rushes through Pitch. He can't be here, he has to go. he will confront this later, after he has processed this. After he has thought it over and decided what he is going to do. Using the shadows as a shield he blends in, hiding. When no one can see him he looks around for a good spot to stay. He is panting heavily, panicking. He is not used to his own fear coursing through him. Unlike everyone else's, his own fear weakens him. Then he remembers that she had rooms. When he finds his, he rubs his face. Picking up the locket around his neck he looks at the picture again. He smiles slightly, just as tears fill his eyes. This is not something he expected, nor something he will enjoy confronting. But slowly, very very slowly, piece by piece his memory is coming back. He will have a lot of thinking to do, but first perhaps some sleep will strengthen him. Wrapped in his precious shadows The King of Darkness lies down and falls asleep.
Sage and Mother Nature look at the empty space before them. "Now what?" asks Emily.
Sages brow furrows, "I guess we go to sleep and start the movie again tomorrow."
With a sigh Sage shrugs and heads off to her room to snuggle with her secret stuffed animal collection. But Emily take one last look at the empty shadows. She is filled with sadness and disappointment. In a deep dark part of her heart and mind is a corner that she shoves down and doesn't look at or is let seen, this little corner is filled with rage. She had lost the one most precious to her so long ago. Then she found him and had him back for a slight few minuets before he disappeared again. Who knows if he will comeback again, and if he does how much will he continue to hurt her? Continue to tear her heart to shreds. She goes to her room, and falls into a fitful sleep.
Later that night around one in the morning, Elsa slips out of her room. Hers is right next to Pitch's, and she had been having horrible nightmares the whole time. She can't take it anymore, and there is only one guardian she truly trusts. She smirks a bit, of course he also happens to be the most powerful, and the most handsome. She shakes that thought from her head. She reaches Jacks door and bits her lip. Knocking softly she pushes the door open.
A loud snore makes her giggle slightly, and so does the sight before her. He's almost as bad as Anna, Elsa thinks with a grin. She spots Jack's hoodie wadded in the corner, and all the covers on the floor. His staff propped up against the night stand, one hand next to it. His other arm in across his eyes. One leg is off the bed entirely, with the other all the way on the other side.
Elsa walks to him, she winces as the snoring increases. So she shuts his jaw gently, frosting his lips over so it wont reopen. It stops immediately and she sighs in relief. She thinks about the best way to wake him. Then she gets a mischievous twinkle in her eye. Using her thumb and index finger she closes his nose.
A few seconds tick by, the Jack convulses as if he's had a seizer. Elsa steps back quickly, melting the frost off his lips. She misses his ice blast, before he sees who it is. The smile drops from her face when she remembers what comes next, she has to tell him why she's here. "What the hell Elsa?" He sees the look on her face and his voice lowers, softening. "What's wrong?"
Elsa wrings her hands, "Well my room is right next to Pitch's and I was having nightmares. I couldn't sleep, so I was- I didn'- I was wonderi- I-"
"You wanted to stay here tonight." Jack finishes for her. She nods, confuses with herself. She was a Queen! She has spoken several times, likely a daily basis, to hundreds maybe a thousand people, and she can't finish a sentence in front of this white haired boy? Jack smiles, scooting over he pats the space beside him. She lays beside him, he pulls her against him. Wrapping his arms around her he strokes her light blonde hair until she falls asleep. Jack takes a deep breath, his nose buried in her hair. As he goes to sleep he can't help but think that tomorrow they will finish the movies, then he will go to his own world. But he's not sure he can let go of the girl in his arms, and he's not sure he wants to.
