Hello again!

Well I'm gonna explain somethings her:

NOT a jelsa fic, is Pelsa fic. (Pitch x Elsa)(Frigid Darkness)

Jack is in the story, but the others will have more importance than him. (Sorry Jack)

My apologies if there are some mistakes in the orthography, english is not my mother-tonge, this is practice for me.

Ok the end of the points, enjoy!

Her Freezing Hell (Part 2)

Her feet were aching and feeling numb, but she kept walking while her wolves still followed her in beside. The disaster did as well. She couldn't see anything except for the lights of the lampposts; she stopped and stared at one of them feeling dizzy and lost.

"Where I am?" She asked looking then at her wolves. The animals dispersed around her while sniffing the ground.

She stood still and looked below her, she tread the ground confirming it was asphalt, and that maybe she was in a city or maybe in a high road. She remembered that the last thing she stepped was the cracked ice of her home. How long she had been running? Once she realized the time her knees wavered and then she fell in them to touch the hard ground.

One of her companions reached her and tried to comfort her by rubbing his nose softly on her jawline. She pat his head and covered her face once again, the other wolves gathered around her and did the same thing, anything just to make her hands break part from her face.

But after moments later, she started to sobbed and gasping for air, and then she cried out loud. She rubbed her face and eyes to make sure the tears will not freeze in her eyes, like the last time.

Her loyal friends began to howl, and some others reached near her to comfort her and try to calm her a little.

The blizzard increased and the air turned thick and heartbreaking, but they did not care. She kept crying for a while, but then the wolves noticed something. Her eyes started to glow in a white sparkle shine, her pupils disappeared and just the white glow remained her orbs. She got up and began to walk again, with calm and without a single noise except for the heels of her boots. The wolves followed her with doubt and a little fear, because they knew exactly what was about to come.

The only thing everybody in Burgess could do was stare at the windows with hope, waiting for the blizzard to decrease or leave the town. After a week when the light of the town went off, everybody thought that it was barely the beginning; no one could even try to go out with taking the risk of flying and hitting the ground or something worse. The children and teenagers of the town were bored in their houses, without electricity they just lie in their beds and stared at the ceiling or the window.

Some others helped their parents to do something productive and blow away the boring thoughts; others read and invented new way to entertain themselves. Bennett family was a little bit of all. Jaime helped his mother when she asked for it, Sophie as well because she had a lot of energy to waste; and when they have nothing else to do, the teenaged boy read his books about supernatural disasters and hopping he would find something, while his sister drew snowflakes near the window to copy them and then coloring. But Sophie was worried like her brother about the teenage guardian.

"Sophie, get away from the window. You may catch a cold, dear." Said the woman in the armchair reading a book.

Sophie did as her mother said and led to the table of the living room, where she had her paper sheets and crayons. Her brother was laid in the couch reading another book. When the clock said two thirty, the mother went to the kitchen and see if there was something not freeze to eat. Lucky she bought everything the same day that the blizzard arrived; she looked for some soup because the gas in the house still worked, but she didn't want it to run off it.

Jaime placed his book on the table and called for her sister while her mother was preparing everything.

"What's wrong, Soph?" he asked, but she just let out a sighed and looked at her drawing.

"It's been a week and…I thought that Jack would be back already." She said sad and disappointed.

"Well, I'm not surprise he hasn't come back yet. I mean, look at the window." He said, his sister did look at the window, just to squint her eyes.

"Yeah…I wouldn't like be out there." she said almost sad.

"Neither me." He answered with a little bit of joking, Sophie laughed a little and came closer to the book of his brother, flipping through the pages.

"Silver dragons? And Nymphs?" She asked reading the book, confusing and getting the thoughts of her brother. "You think it was a dragon?"

"Well, no. I discarded that possibility yesterday." He said with embarrassment in his face. "And…the Nymphs weren't part of the new world, never."

The blonde girl smiled, knowing how the open-mind of his brother work sometimes. She wasn't that surprise, with a blizzard that came from who knows where and a cold like hell, the books of Jamie were like something she sees everyday.

"Me too, I really want to know what's happening." She said taking place beside his brother, both of them looked at the window. Even with all the ice in it they still could see the white wind dancing in everywhere, both wondering if the storm will stay.

Another week passed, and the guys in Bennett house were getting tired of doing nothing. The routine was boring as well. Jamie's sister got up one night, thirsty and sleepy at the same time. She went to the kitchen for a glass of water, but before leaving the place, she literally froze in front of the back door, almost uncertain if she was looking at something real or if she was still dreaming in her bed. She could tell it was a person, walking slowly and staring at the ground with a sad sign in her mouth. Sophie left the glass in the kitchen table without making any noise, then she followed the strange sad person inside her house, both met each other again in the window of the living room, this time Sophie could see it was a woman walking and staring at the ground.

[…] When she embraces your heart turns to stone

She comes at night when you're all alone

The girl had never seen a woman so beautiful and graceful in her life. Her mouth fell open and her eyes as well, she still thought that the Tooth Fairy was pretty and graceful too, but that woman was giving the appearance of a princess, no, a queen. Her dress was large and white and Sophie could not tell if she was wearing a cloak too because the air was getting thick and make impossible for the girl to see well the apparition; but she felt like a shiver in her spine when she focused on the eyes of the woman out side, they were glowing in white, literally. Sophie gasped when the woman looked at her with those glowing eyes, she felt like if she was looking through her soul and trying to freeze it. From a moment to another, the window froze completely until Sophie heard a little crack in it; she leaped noticing the cracked in the crystal.

And when she whispers your blood shall run cold

You'd better hide before she finds you […]

The snow-white woman averaged her eyes from the little girl and started to walk again. Once the woman disappeared completely from the green sight of the girl, Sophie was still impressed and with her expression intact. She started to form a smile in her face; her eyes were sparkling like the time when she saw the Easter Bunny for the very first time. She led to the stairs until she entered in her big brother's room.

"Jamie, Jamie!" she called with audible whispers, almost a hush yelling, she climbed up to the bed and then she started to shove the shoulder of the boy. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

"Sophie…back to sleep" he answered with a sleepy and slow voice.

"C'mon, I have to show to something." the seventeen-year-old boy sat up and looked to his sister's eyes, then the girl grab his arm and tried to drag him out.

"What is it Soph?"

"I can't tell you. I have to show you to believe me!"

"Can't you wait until tomorrow?"

"No!"

Jaime saw no pint in try to calm his sister; it was almost impossible for him to convince her to go back to her room. So, he took his lantern and followed the girl, she was still grabbing his arm tight. They reached the front window that shows the street, Sophie then tried to find the graceful person but the snow made her sight just blur. Jamie looked to the window to, searching for something unusual as his sister.

"So what are we looking for, Soph?" He asked almost sarcastically.

"I saw a woman outside when I was in the kitchen. Now find her." She ordered, still searching in the streets.

"A women? With this weather?" Jamie was obviously incredulous. "Are you sure you just didn't dream it?"

"I swear it was real! Please, believe me." She begged, Jamie looked at the snowy and blur town again, but he saw nothing more than the cold thick air dancing and shoving everything.

"Well, whatever you saw, Sophie, it's not here anymore." He said, believing in his sister words but not so sure about the person outside with the bad clime.

Sophie led to her room feeling tired and disappointed, her brother did as well.

"A women walking in the middle of a blizzard…"Said Jamie almost laughing before sleep, he relaxed and reputed the phrase one more time before dream, almost like remarking something important.

A woman walking in a blizzard… then his eyes opened abruptly.

It took hours and almost a day when Jack finally came to the North Pole. He saw the factory just a couple of miles far from him and tiny points moving so fast he barely notice them in the horizon. He entered while the Yetis kept working and saying understandable things to each other, Jack led to the living room just to find the whole Guardians gathered in front the globe and arguing.

"I said that we have to go with him, we all know that both of them are responsible of this." Said Bunny with anger and pointing the Globe which color was pure white in the green areas and a part from the north Europe. Jack noticed immediately the meaning if those words.

"And I say that it's not her fault, maybe its just another disaster from the mortals, remember that the warming thing is melting the poles." Said in defense North with his remarking Russian accent.

"Well, it's not the first time a snowstorm fall in somewhere." Tooth said this while her fairies were around her, one of them led to Jack who recognized the baby tooth by her moles below her right eye. "Remember what happened when she escaped from the dungeon of her own castle?" this time the flying woman was speaking to both gentlemen with an authoritative voice.

"Ok, everyone…just stop!" Jack demanded, everyone noticed the presence looking at him with wide eyes.

"Oh, hey Jack. So…you know?" Tooth asked with embarrassment.

"Know it? I was there were the storm arrived. But is not her fault."

All the guardians looked at the young boy with sad eyes, knowing the reason he said that. Of course he will never think it was he fault, even if it was her fault, he will say it was an accident or that he convinced her to do it again. But Jack always thought that she would never make something like this on purpose to hurt someone.

"How do you know is not her?" Bunny asked to North still angry.

"Because we all know she is living a life with-

"Ok stop, don't that, ok? It's still disgusting." Said Jack cutting North phrase and erasing the mental picture in his mind.

Sandy pulled from Jack's sleeve so he will look at him.

"What is it?"

Sandman started to form images above his head with his golden sand; first it was Pitch, then it was a mountain, then a snowflake and then the moon, until the images changed so fast that it was impossible for Jack to figure what was that.

"Well, it's not helping but-thank you anyway little man."

"Well…if it's not Elsa then…who is it?" North asked to Jack as worried as everyone on the room, even the Yetis.

If Elsa was the responsible then at least they would figure what to do for her to stop another fierce winter after years of knowing her, but if not, then it will be a whole new problem for the guardians. But all agreed in something: obviously Pitch was up to something again.

The ghost and the girl

Pitch did not return to the room of the princesses, he was busied with some other issues. He was trying to keep black the golden sand from the little man, it was a challenge for him but not impossible. He occupied his mind for the years that followed; he enjoyed the practice and enjoyed his nighttime when he used the children as his experiments. He went to the houses of the children almost every night to manipulate the golden sand and turn it into black sand. He discovered that the fear of the children will keep the negative thoughts in while they sleep, so he prepared a routine to make the children scared before fall completely sleep, and once he did, he just touch the golden sand and focused on it to turn it into a black and a "pretty little" nightmare. That was the secret of his new magical trick.

One night after experiment with another kid, he decided to see again the two princesses, it had been three years since that annoying night so he thought that once in three years wouldn't bother him.

That night he found that the two sister were sleeping in different rooms, when he saw Elsa sleeping she opened one eye and smiled at him. He thought she was clearly waiting for him, but Elsa was smiling because he returned even after leaving without saying goodbye to her.

Then they talked, Pitch was just a little impressed that Elsa was finally speaking properly, she was speaking like an adult in front of the Nightmare King. He saw her different, she was smiling but not as wide as before, and her posture was all upright and without moving playfully any part of her body. Also, he noticed a pair of gloves on her hands that reached below her wrists. When he asked about the white gloves she lowered her head and her smile disappeared completely.

"It's because…I caused and accident and…"She stopped to sigh heavily. "Your majesty, I have something to tell you." She said looking at her covered hands.

Pitch knew what she was about to say but he nodded at her to continue.

"I have a sort of power and…I can make snow and ice from my bare hands." She said stopping and looking at him. "And I hurt my sister with them a couple of nights ago." The sadness in her voice was obvious, but Pitch kept in silent.

"I already know about your powers, princess. But not the last part." He said smiling derisively with the last sentence, curious hit Elsa when he did this. "You see, I have a sort of power too. And that power helped me to find you." He said softly offering his hand to the girl.

Elsa almost reached his hand when he said the she have to do it without the gloves, then she drew back with her hand in her chest.

"I can't, I might hurt you too." Pitch sensed her fear; she was scared of hurting someone again like she did with her sister, but there something more, something much more strong than the fear.

"Elsa, don't be absurd. You'll not hurt me if you don't want to." He said to calm her down a little, he still sense another thing in her; it was so strong he was sure it wasn't fear at all.

"Your majesty, your not afraid of me?" she asked, Pitch felt flattered for being call like that. "But what happens if I hit you with my ice?"

"Just don't think in anything, and you'll be fine." He said. "Look."

Pitch moved his fingers a little and focused on his new trick, little traces of the black sand started to appear in his hand spirally; Elsa was hypnotized by the bright and dark color of the sand, thinking it was something as beautiful as mysterious and amazing. The Nightmare King looked at the girl staring at his new item, her eyes were sparkling and filling with pure amazement. When Pitch realized of that, the sand stopped his movements and started to drip from his fingers, Elsa looked at him and smile honestly with warm and heart. Pitch regained his composure and cleared his throat, burying the moment.

"Now…your turn." He demanded. Elsa kept her smile and took a deep breath.

She moved her hands slowly making circles while the ice started to shine in her fingertips; the King on front of her was looking at the snow and ice as if it was a miracle for him. He thought in an instant the unending uses he could bring for that gift; it was gift for him a little inexpert girl was the lucky one who have it, the word WASTE was echoed in his head. Elsa made a snowball with some snowflakes dancing around her creation with blue and aqua lights, she looked at Pitch with a bright smile on her face, the like the one he saw on her the first time they met.

"See? I'm still here." He said taking a few steps back to show her he was still in a piece.

Elsa laughed excitedly and then looked at her snow, she moved a little her fingers and the snowball came off her hands reaching the Nightmare King, he reacted and dissolved himself in the wall before the ice beam could hit him. The princess panicked in seconds, for her own doings and for what the king did; when Pitch went from the wall he saw the mark of a big and white snowflake made of ice.

He looked at the girl and found her pulled on the gloves once again.

"I think you should go." She said still with panic in her face and now her voice. "This is why I must be in a different room, the trolls said that-

"The trolls? What did they tell you?" He asked ignoring the panic in the girl, almost feeling relief in it. Elsa hesitated but she spoke anyway, he was a king too.

"The troll said that my powers will only grow, and that the fear will be my enemy to control it. My father said that to keep the ice within me, I have to feel nothing." She explained to the royal guest. Pitch raised and eyebrow in response to the last sentence.

"In other words, you are forbidden to feel any kind of emotion." He said serious. Elsa nodded in response.

Like the night they met for the first time, they heard footsteps leading to the room of the young princess. Pitch and Elsa looked at the door and then at each other, he led to corner where he came and Elsa climbed to her bed and pulled the sheets again to cover in them.

"Goodnight your majesty." She said before he took a step forth.

"Elsa, You don't know who I am, do you?" he asked before go and before the noise of the footsteps reached the room. Elsa laughed a little covering her mouth with her fingertips.

"Yes, Boogeyman." She said still funny.

"My name is Pitch Black." He said almost angry with her, and then he was gone once the door opened.

Adgar and Idum came to the room of the princess breathing heavily and with tiredness. Elsa just looked at the corner where his new friend disappeared; she knew he would come back.

"Elsa dear, are you ok?" Her mother asked looking at her carefully and searching for some injured.

"I'm ok, it's nothing." She said calmly to her parents.

Both adults looked at the wall and gasped at the big snowflake made of snow in the wall of the room, then they looked at her daughter.

"You did this?" Her father asked worried.

"I reacted…uhm…it was just a nightmare." She said trying not to laugh at the irony of the situation.

"Ok, sweetheart. Back to sleep and don't think about it." Idum placed a goodnight kiss on the forehead of her daughter and pulled the beds to cover her again. "They are just bad dreams, the boogeyman it's not real."

"Ok, mom." She said lying down to sleep.

When her parents left her alone she sat up in her place and looked at the ceiling, she saw a big shadow creeping in it, the she spoke in whispers.

"I do believe in you. I'm just not afraid of you."

Well, this is all for today. Now you see why I say it'll be two stories in one n_n

Next update will be a late one, because I will be busy with the school. But don't worry, I'll try my best to continue this.

Let me know if you like this is story or not n_n