As I took the last bite of my sand which I heard a knock on my door and groaned.

"Who could it be I wonder?"

I walked to the front door and as I opened it I saw


I saw a little brown box with my address on but I look at it closely and saw no returning address.

"Huh that's weird. I wonder if it's a bomb in disguise?"

I picked it up and put it against my ear to hear no tinking noise or anything. I shook it to hear something thick in there and that got my curiosty peeking. That was never a good sign with me. So the best option with me was go inside and open it. Just to be safe. Yeah to be safe.

I sat down on the couch and put the box on the coffe table and started to open it. As I opened the box I saw snow surrounding a brown leather book with a snowflake symbol on it. I wonder why there was snow in there? Didn't they know the book could have been damaged? As I picked it up a sense of familairty went through me. I knew this book but from where? As I held it up to the light and my eyes widen. I saw a flashback in my head. Pale hands held this book up before. Same hands as mine.

"Where did you come from?"

I asked to no one in particular. I looked over the book to see it has a lock. I looked in the box but I couldn't find the key to it. I looked back at the locked and ran my thumb over it, but to only feel like something bit me.

"Ouch!"

I put my thumb in my mouth because I heard the saliva in the mouth is the best medicine for a cut. At lest that's what I heard. Don't judge me! I got up and went into the kitchen to get some band aids. There were a lot of them since my mother cuts herself about every time she cooks. I know, I know, a woman that continuously gets herself cut needs to stop cooking right? Right! But my mother loves to cook so I'm not going to say anything to her about being clumsy with knifes.

I put the book down on the counter and opened up the cabinet and found the band aids. As I was wrapping it around my thumb I heard a soft click and I turned back to look at the book to find it wide open. I started to freak out and walked cautiously to it. I looked at it to see a normal tanned page like those from the old century. There was a name written in it.

"Winter Lake."

As I said the name it felt something within me struck a cord. I seemed to know the name but not the face or where I heard from. Weird I know, but I couldn't stop the feeling. I picked it up and turned the pages to see...

"What the hell is this?"

No words were written on the pages. None. It was just a plain journal with only a name written in it. I sighed as I put the book back down and shut it.

"Great so I got a plain journal with only a name written in it. What are you supposed to tell me?"

I sat back down on the couch and put the book back into the box with full intention of returning it to it's sender. As I turned my attention back to the tv still fuming over the book. An hour or two passed before I started to nod off while watching my favorite show. It could't be helped I guess so I didn't fight it.

I only closed my eyes for a minute or two. Then that's when I heard a banging sound that had me falling to the floor.


"There you are Jack!"

Jack turned around to see Tooth and Sandy coming up to him. They both wore serious faces and that was never a good sign.

"Something wrong?"

"Pitch is back!"

Jack eyes went wide. Trying to take in the information they had just told him. How could that idiot be back? After all the time and energy they put into him being sealed away. Why now? With Christmas being only two weeks away.

"How did he escape? I thought Manny-"

"So did we, but we overlooked a very important artifact down in the ground Jack. There's no time to explain it now. Come with us and we'll tell you on the way there."

"Huh? Wait! Where are we going?"

Jack yelled after his friends after they turned around to leave, but like always he's going have to figure this out or some one is going to tell him. Just like to good old days.


A sound of glass shattering could be heard all through out of the secret caves. A young woman with long black hair was gasping for breath as she was awoken from her thousand year imprisonment. Her hair fell all around her like the hair itself was a dress. Her silver eyes scanning her surroundings to see if she was still in any danger. Her surroundings only consist of the caves walls covered in ice and the ground filled with snow and an opening on top of the cave small enough to let some sunlight in here to make her surrounding just the more breath taking. Like herself wasn't breath taking enough.

Her skin was pale as snow and lips red as the rose, and no she is not snow white! Her nails and hair black as the night, maybe even darker, if that's possible. And two little pincers that would went by as 'Vampire Teeth' back in the old days. As she looked at the cave entrance to find golden eyes looking at her with such deep interest that it made her shiver. As if she wasn't shivering before because of the cold.

Gold eyes kept staring into pure silver ones. Both didn't dare to look away as if they were going to miss something.

The young woman held her shaking hand up and pointed at the mysterious golden eye stranger and spoke in a soft voice that even silk would have been jealous of.

"You-You have awakened me. Why?"

A toothy grin spread across his face as he stepped closer to the young woman and put a cloak around her as he spoke.

"To defeat the guardians of course."

Her eyes widen and gasped.

"The guardians? But they are the ones who put me in the ice crystal. Or do you not see the four symbols while heading towards my prison?"

He chuckled while he bent down to her level and played with a strand of her hair.

"Of course I did. I just- Since you're the first Pitch Black and I'm the second one. I thought having a little fun with guardians would suit me just fine, but you could have your revenge on them. Since the first Jack Frost has already awoken from her thousand year slumber."

He said with that toothy grin of his knowing who he was talking about and saw her eyes turn from wide eyed to glaring.

Oh she remembered the first Jack Frost alright! She was the one who built and put her in that ice prison. She would never forget that day and she would get her revenge on that little runt size of a snowflake. Oh how she would! But this guy, she knew he was after something.

"What's in it for you then?"

He smirked at her as he help her stand up as she stuck out her hand.

"Nothing really just some fun with new powers of course."

She snorted at him. Figures he would ask for new powers from her. Of course she would let him have them all but little by little would she give it to him of course, but she has to get some fun out of this of course.

So there was only thing left she had to do give him a few new powers was to-

"Mmph!"

She took his face in her hands and smashed their lips together so she could transfer some of her powers to him.

The only way for mythical beings to transfer powers is show a sign of an affection towards each other with it by hugging or kissing them. Only a sign of an affection can you do this. You don't have to have feelings for another to make this work, but it would work better than not.

After she felt some of her powers transfer to him while his to her, she withdrew and patted him on the cheek smiling.

"There you go you have a couple of new powers like sensing any mythical beings nearby and shadow illusions that can take form and it'll look like the real thing. So don't overuse these powers cause if you do then they won't work anymore and won't be able to transfer powers of the same user ever again. Got it?"

He nodded his head as she patted his cheek again and started to walk away with him in tow.


SB4FB: Heehee! ^.^; I'm sorry it took so long to post this but alot of family stuff and school stuff has been happening along with work bugging in I couldn't finish it till now. Sorry and hope pitch or any other of the characters were not acting like themselves. Once again sorry.