Jack flashed an impish grin before scooping me up in his arms and flying high into the air. I let out a small yell of surprise and started screaming. Flying was to much. I didn't care how badly I needed to keep things normal, I heated my body and let a blast of fire out of my hands, burning Jack's arm. It was his turn to let out a yelp of surprise and in his pain he dropped me about ten feet. I instantly regretted burning him and screamed again as I fell. I braced myself for the pain of falling, but it never came. I opened my eyes and saw I was lying in a huge pile of snow which was melting from my leftover heat.
Jack was flying next to me with a look of utter surprise on his face. "So...I take it you can control fire?" A small flicker of shock shot through me before I could regain my composure. I had just shown Jack my power, he knew who I was...was this some kind of trick?
I couldn't take it anymore, he was trying to trick me. Plan or no plan Jack Frost had to pay. "YOU TAKE IT?!" I shouted loudly, fire erupting from my body and burning the ground beneath me. Jack slowly backed up, holding his hands in a mercy position. Good, I thought, let him beg for mercy until the last moment. "What is this?" I asked, my voice was dangerously low now, "Some kind of trick? Do you think I don't know what you did to me?" I undid the spell that was altering my appearance and stared down at him, my eyes burning hell fire. "Recognize me now Frost? Did you seriously think you could get away with torturing me and not have me come back to rip out your throat? You deserve a long and painful second death. I'm not stupid. There's no way you're taking me back to your hell hole." My body was exploding in fire now, and I was about to release it on him.
"STOP!" Jack yelled, now sprawled on the floor with his hands held in front of him. "I don't know who you think I am, but that wasn't me! Trust me, I know people who can help you! We can sort all this out, I promise!"
"What do you mean, it wasn't you? Are you calling me stupid? To hell with the Guardians! To hell with your help, you damn near killed me! If my father hadn't saved me, I'd be...I'd-you'd you'd have killed me, or...worse." Jack's eyes softened. I was good at telling emotions, but it couldn't be true. Jack Frost had tortured me, there was no other explanation.
"Look, Amber, whoever you are, whoever you think I am, it wasn't me I swear. You said your father saved you right? Take me back to him and we can see who it really was he rescued you from." Jack gave me a look of pity. I spit at his feet.
"Fine. We'll take you back to my dad. He can deal with you then." I hid a smile, if Jack was truly oblivious, he had no idea what was in store for him.