Chapter Three of Jack Frost Fanfic
"Well, is it who I think it is?" a voice snaked across the room, and a cold breath hit me in the face. "Oh, yes it is! Jack Frost…so nice to see you again…" I opened my eyes, and when I saw the deep, coal-black eyes of Pitch, I tried to struggle, but his black sands crashed against me, making it harder to breathe and get out of the place where I was at as soon as possible. "You do know the consequences of saving someone from a life-threatening threat, don't you? Especially if it's a girl…" I tried to struggle even more, but it was too useless. It was just getting stronger, and pretty soon, I would lose my breath. "Do you know what happens, Jack?"
"They-they," I gasp and sputter, but somehow I can't manage to say it.
"They what?"
"They fall in love…" I finally say, and he releases me from his chains, and I fall down to the floor, weak and defeated.
"Exactly. When will you learn, Jack? All you do is hurting yourself," and he threw down my now broken staff. I tried to get back up, but all my muscles-all my strength, was now broken, just as my staff. How could this happen? I thought the guardians and I defeated Pitch, and he was back? But then I realized it was all because of me-I had felt the fear of losing a life again, especially some girl who was on the ice.
"It was a brave thing you did out there," a voice said, and I looked up, and instantly felt a pain in my stomach. I looked down, and my hand was coated with blood. The girl was in a cage, knees hugged to her chest. She looked up, and saw my hand. "You didn't have to save me, you know," I managed a weak smile,
"I don't want another innocent person to die again," I said, my voice cracking. It felt as if it was on fire.
"Why? Who died?" Just then one of Pitch's guards walked in, and said,
"Jack Frost, you have a visitor-four, to be exact."