Me: Okay, I know that in my other fanfics I sent out a message saying that I'm going on (shudders) hiatus.

You: That's bad.

Me: But I have to finish this fanfic.

You: That's good!

Me: As soon as this is done, my hiatus will officially begin.

You: That's bad.

Me: I'll make a sequel to this.

You: That's good!

Me: But it won't be for a while.

You: Can we start reading now?

Sorry. :(

Also, some blood. Okay, a lot of blood. You've been warned.

Also, a MAJOR Divergent bomb is going to be dropped! You've been warned.

Again.

Cadence floated in eerie darkness.

She couldn't tell up from down.

But slowly, she felt herself being set down onto a floor. The darkness melted away and she saw nothing but white.

It was an endless void of white. She heard nothing, felt nothing. It was just a bleached scenery.

She didn't know why, but she just started walking forward. It seemed useless but she didn't know what else to do.

Drip, drip, drip, drip...

She heard something drip. Her hands became warm and she smelled a coppery scent. The smell became stronger as her hands became warmer and it felt like thick, gushing water was running down over her body.

Looking down at herself, she was horrfied by what she saw.

Cadence was covered in blood!

And it kept coming. The floor around her became a puddle, growing and expanding into a crimson pool.

Cadence was a hemophobic. Blood disgusted her.

She began to panic and stumbled around. She hit a wall and tried to search for a way around it. She hit another wall and began to panic even more! It wasn't until the blood had reached to her knees when she realized she was trapped in a glass container. The blood came out from some invisible source.

The blood came up to her waste. She felt bile rising from her stomach and into her throat. The smell was unbearable. Cadence began banging against the walls and screaming. Well, she tried screaming. When she opened her mouth, nothing came out.

The blood was now up to Cadence's chest. Her head hit a ceiling, which the blood was carrying her up to. Now it was at her neck.

Drowning in a box of blood. That has got to be the worst way to go!

No more! No more room! No more oxygen!

Cadence tried holding in her breath, but her lungs wouldn't obey her. She kept getting blood in her with deep breaths.

Wait. . . She was breathing? Cadence took in deliberate breaths.

Yes, she was able to breathe normally. She was actually swimming in the blood as if it was only water. She tried touching the wall. It cracked like glass. Cadence was majorly confused.

"This isn't real." Her voice finally worked. She touched the glass again and it shattered, releasing allof the crimson blood.

Cadence shot up. She was sweating like a pig. The room was dark, so dark. Cadence made sure her eyes were open, fearing she had gone blind. She couldn't see her hand, even though it was literally an inch from her face.

"How did you do that?" Pitch's voice came out from behind her. He was quite easy to be seen. Darkness parted to let him through, letting him make his way towards Cadence. He had a confused, yet angered scowl on his face.

"Do what?" Cadence asked in confusion.

"How did you know it wasn't real?" He barked.

"I-I don't know. I just knew." She stammered. Pitch looked at her. He walked around her, inspecting her. Cadence tried to turn around, but something was holding her in place.

"Do you know how long you were unconscious?" Pitch came right into her face.

"I don't know. 3 hours? Half a day?" Cadence guessed.

Pitch smirked. "10 minutes. This only confirms my suspicions."

Before Cadence could ask Pitch what the HECK he was talking about. A soft neigh was heard in the distance.

Pitch's smirk turned into a chuckle. "That's your cue."

"Cue for what?" Cadence asked with a suspicious look.

"To play your part as a hostage." Nightmare sand blasted all over Cadence.

Pitch had played his cards, and Jack lost all of his bets.

Now Jack stood atop an ice glacier in Antarctica. He kept debating if his memories were really worth going through all of this chaos and sadness.

The Guardians were weak and possibly fading, Pitch is gaining more power by the minute, and Jack got his best friend kidnapped by the Nightmare King.

No! He traded her for his memories. Pitch was distracting him and buying time for his Nightmares to do his dirty work, and in the process, Jack left Cadence behind.

Now the world is doomed, he's all alone, and it's all Jack's fault!

Were they really worth all of this?

In an effort to rid himself of guilt, he tried to throw

his tooth box into the Antarctic Ocean. But he just couldn't. The answers to all of his questions in this little box. He couldn't just throw it away.

But why does he feel so guilty by just holding it?

Pitch's voice came from behind him. "I knew this was coming. You can't blame me Jack. They're the one who abandoned you. But I understand."

In rage, Jack ran down the iceberg and blasted ice at Pitch. "You don't understand ANYTHING!"

Pitch deflected his attacks and returned fire with his own blasts of Nightmare sand. "No? You think I don't know what it feels like to be cast out?! To be hated?!"

"AAAAH!" Jack jumped high into the air and released all of his anger into his final attack. Snow swirled around, creating a thick cloud.

"Too long for a family!" Pitch's voice cut through the cloud. Jack aimed his staff at Pitch defensively, but lowered it at the word "family".

"Don't look so surprised, Jack. I was someone once too, you know." Pitch moved closer. "We don't have to be alone. I believe in you. And I know children will believe in you too."

Jack's attention was hooked. "I-In me?"

"Yes!" Pitch gestured to the white frost and black sand covering the iceberg. "Look at what we an do! What goes together better than cold and dark? We can make them believe in us! We'll give them a world where everything, everything is-"

"Pitch Black?" Jack interrupted Pitch's little monologue.

"And Jack Frost, too." Pitch quickly added. "They'll believe in both of us."

"No, they'll fear both of us. And that's not what I want." Jack turned away and started walking. But then he stopped, "Where is she?"

"Where is who?" Pitch asked with a sly smile.

"Where is Cadence?" Jack growled. "What did you with her?"

"Oh. She's right here." Pitch snapped his fingers and Cadence appeared.

But she was on the ground with her arms bound together against her sides with black rope with her elbows bending and slanting behind her back which her wrists were bound with more rope. Her legs were resting on the ground at a slant away from her body with her ankles bound with rope. Her eyes were filled with horror and sadness.

"Jack!" Cadence cried as soon as she saw him.

"Cadence!" Jack ran to her, but she disappearred in a puff of black smoke. He looked around and then at Pitch. "LET HER GO!" Jack ran at full speed to tackle Pitch. But Pitch was faster and shifted to the other side of the iceberg. Jack had actually then face planted into the black ice sculpture.

Pitch snapped his fingers again and Cadence appeared by his side. "Give me the staff and I'll set her free."

"Jack, no! Don't listen to h-" Pitch formed a black cloth around Cadence's mouth. Jack was aiming his staff at Pitch. But he wouldn't dare fire at Pitch when he had Cadence under his control.

"Give me the staff!" Pitch demanded. "You have a bad habit of interfering." Jack looked down and gripped his staff tightly.

"Isn't Cadence worth more to you than your stick?" Pitch spat. Jack looked at his staff then at Cadence. She shook her head furiously. Jack knew Cadence would chew him out for this. With a reluctant sigh, Jack handed his staff to Pitch. Pitch happily snatched it from the winter spirit.

"Alright, now let her go." Jack scowled at Pitch.

Pitch calmly twirled the staff in his hand before looking at Jack with an indifferent smile. "No."

Jack's eyes widened at his stupid choice. Cadence could only watch as her best friend, for the past seven years, was now powerless because of her.

In a swift motion, Pitch broke Jack's staff in two.

"Agh!" Jack cried out in pain.

"Jmmph!" Cadence made a noise underneath her gag that sounded like she was shouting for her friend's name in fear.

Pitch then blasted Jack with his Nightmare sand. Jack was blasted into an ice wall before falling down a chasm. Cadence's eyes began to tear. If Cadence could pick any moment to just disappear, it would be this moment.

"Ah young love." Pitch said in a sarcastic voice. "Such a powerful and. . . stupid thing." He threw the pieces of Jack's staff into the chasm. He then turned towards Cadence, who was still bound and gagged in the snow. "Come along, my dear. My plans need further completion."

And I'm sorry, but I must end this chapter here! Please keep reviewing!