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Chapter 9:
Winter Spell

Jack knew something was off the moment he stepped into the room. It was no surprise that Aster was glaring at him, the other vampire has some sort of reason or no apparent reason at all to glare at him. However, there was something strange about him this time. Jack immediately notice that Aster was directing a different sort of anger at him. One in a very threatening way. But there was one other strange tension in the air, North was giving him the same look as Aster except he was much more discreet and calm about it.

His eyes shifted to the woman between the two men. Her eyes were looking everywhere but him as she shifted uncomfortably from side to side. His eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed just how close the other two were to her. Something happened between the three of them in the time they spent together in this room that two men had gained some sort of protective instinct, and he wasn't sure how he felt about his two most trusted men being so physically close to her at the moment. Dismissing it for the time being, Jack shifted his eyes to the blonde vampire.

Immediately noticing what he wanted, Astrid began speaking. "I continued to interrogate the werewolf for more details of Pitch's plan. He doesn't know when the attack will begin, but he said that they have manipulated enough humans to have hold of silver and use it against us. Pitch has been going to village to village, and town to town drawing closer to here. Even as we speak, the more they gather humans, they closer they heading towards Transylvania." Astrid paused as the weight of her words pressed into their minds. "My Lord, if we don't act soon we'll be at a disadvantage, and Pitch Black may be closer than we think."

"Already dealt with it. I've sent others to take care of the werewolves venturing close to Transylvania" Jack said as he crossed his arms.

"Then our only worry is Pitch and when he will attack." North said musingly.

Aster joined in on the conversation. "That bastard is no fool, he will eventually find a way around what we're doing."

Astrid said fiercely. "Then we'll find another way, like we always do. Pitch has never won against us."

"And we haven't won against him either, Mate. We've triumphed over his dirty pack, yes, but never Pitch himself. He's always got something up his sleeve."

The blonde vampire glared at the man next to her. "Are you saying that we'll never beat him? That he will continue to slip through our grasps and hide his pathetic ass in the shadows?" She growled tersely.

Aster growled right back. "That's not what I'm saying, even though that's exactly what he has been doing for last one-hundred and thirty-nine years! All I'm saying is that Pitch is smarter than we give him credit for. For fucking sakes he's been planning this shit since he survived Dracula's onslaught and that was two-hundred years ago! Pitch has been patient, he knows exactly what he's doing."

The vampires glared harshly at each other, their bodies tense and ready if an assault should occur. The other vampires had not stopped their arguments, knowing that it was going to be lead there eventually. But now as the other two seemed ready to attack each other, Tooth decided to intervene before it got out of hand. She calmly placed a hand on Astrid's shoulder.

"Please don't fight." She said calmly as she waited for them to relax their bodies. "Fighting amongst one another isn't what our family does. We cannot let these feelings betray us."

Immediately Aster tensed again, he glared harshly at Tooth. "And you know everything about betrayal don't you?"

Tooth couldn't hide her flinch at the tone of the man's accusing voice. Unsure of why Aster's anger was suddenly directed at her, she glanced at North. He was the calm of their group and he puts a stop to unnecessary arguments. However, from the blank look the man was giving her, it seemed that he wasn't going to stop Aster at all.

She looked back at the glaring man. "What do you mean?" She asked almost hesitantly.

The grey haired vampire scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Don't play innocent with me Tooth, I passed by those doors." He sneered.

Realization struck her hard, her eyes began to widen as she took a small step back.

"What was it again you said about not letting our feelings betray our family?" Aster calmly yet accusingly asked her. "It seems our family is capable of betrayal after all, even you, Toothiana."

Her own words thrown back at her, his tone using her full name, and her obvious betrayal had her flinching noticeably. Tooth hesitantly looked at Elsa, but the human woman only looked confused and worried, which only meant she doesn't know what Tooth had done. Unable to look at her any longer, Tooth lifted her gaze to North, but his gaze was worse than Elsa's confusion. North was aware of what Tooth had done, the disappointing look in his eyes was enough for her to know that had purposely let Aster attack her. Tooth took a stumbled step back.

Her gaze finally we to Jack and she suddenly felt as if she had been hit with a boulder. Jack wasn't even looking at her, if anything, Jack had narrow eyes trained on the almost nonexistent space that was between Aster, Elsa and North. It seemed that the two men had moved even closer to her and Jack was solely focused on that.

About a second later, Jack finally shifted his gaze to Tooth and the truth felt incredibly painful as she realized that Jack had no intentions of helping her. He was pushing her away for good and she had the sudden need to run away.

The tense silence in room was nearly suffocating, and Jack decided to steer the conversation back to where they originally started.

"I need someone who is closer in Pitch's commands. I'm sending Sandy them to me, he'll be needing another to help him." Jack said calmly yet sternly to obviously note that their previous conversations is over.

Astrid stepped up immediately. "I'll go with him."

"No." The white haired man declined. "You need to stay with Hiccup. As of right now he is unstable with his sudden changeling, I need you here to stabilize him and trained him to control his new found strength and control his blood thirst."

The vampire was taken aback at being shut down so quickly but being reminded of Hiccup made her nod solemnly in acceptance.

"Aster, you'll go with Sandy. I want his main force gone." Before the other vampire could protest, Jack quickly focused on North. "Go out there and get rid of any werewolf that's too close to here, or capture them if you think they may have any sort of information. Take Flynn and Merida with you as well. The humans find silver in rivers and mountains, if you suspect them to be under Pitch's influence I don't care what you do just prevent them getting any more."

North is always quick to pick up the gravity of the situation. He nodded his head in understanding but he sent a quick look in Aster's direction, it seemed that the grey haired man didn't plan on following orders without protest. The elder vampire sighed to himself, even though both men made a promise to the woman, they couldn't exactly keep it with the threat of a war looming over their heads, and at any given moment it could start without them even being prepared for it. He prepared himself to move Elsa out of the way of the possible fight between the two high strung men.

The tattooed man sneered. "And what of the girl's protection?" The annoyed questionable look that the Vampire Lord gave only furthered fed Aster's anger. "As the disgusting mutt said in the dungeon, there was one other werewolf in the woods, watching you nearly killing the other. It's obvious they has seen Elsa -where you failed to realize there was another and let escape alive- no doubt Pitch already knows about her. He'll target her." His voice was hard and accusing once more.

Undeterred by the vampire, Jack looked at him straight on. "She'll be with me."

"And look how that ended up with you and Tooth." Aster was pushing it and North placed his hand on Elsa's shoulder, ready to pull her away from what is about to come.

Jack's eyes narrowed dangerously as the temperature dropped dramatically. There was no point to make, Aster simply wanted to make the other vampire angry, a dangerous feat on his part, this he knew but the kind innocence and naivety of the human woman had blinded his rational thoughts to protect her.

"Aster…" Came the warning tone from North, but he ignored the man.

"I think she's far safer anywhere else so long as she's away from you."

"Exactly as you say, you 'think' but you couldn't be more wrong right now. There are changeling vampires walking around this castle who barely have learnt their control for blood and you want to put her out there when one or more of them could lose control?"

The tension was strong in the air as both men continued to challenge each other.

"I never said she would be alone."

"And you would be the one by her side then?"

"Well I sure as hell ain't gonna leave whenever I decide to have angry fit at the world."

His patience was thinning and his irritation with Aster was growing at a fast rate, this conversation needed to end right now. "Go meet with Sandy, he's waiting for you. We're done here." The tone of his voice left no room argument but the other vampire had other thoughts. Just as he was about to voice his opinion, he was shoved forcibly towards the door.

Aster glared at the culprit. "The hell are you doing?"

North returned the glare. "Saving your life." He continued to forcibly push Aster through the door. He intervened before Jack finally lost his patience, and he was glad he did having witnessed what the Vampire Lord was like when angered. Astrid followed behind him silently.

Only three remained in the room. The silence was thick and heavy and both women didn't dare break the silence until Jack did. Which was only a few seconds later when he finally looked at Tooth. She couldn't gather emotions as quick as she wanted, apprehension welled inside her.

"Join the others. Take to the skies." It was all he said to her, his expression cold and unreadable.

Her voice was caught in her throat, she couldn't speak if she wanted to. He had given her a mission and she needed no further explanation on what she had to do. Tooth quietly left the room, leaving Jack with the woman he barely associated with and it was clear as the night sky that Jack had chosen a human over Tooth.

Even though the sun shined brightly, telling the world today was a beautiful day but some thought and felt otherwise.

The sun rays slipped through the curtains of the neat office that once belonged to her sister. Anna slumped down onto the chair as she blew her bangs out of her eyes. The council of Arendelle had already begun teaching her the ways of becoming a queen, having her read documents after documents and which kingdoms they traded with.

It was a lot of work, with a lot of papers. It was hard and Anna vaguely thought how Elsa was able to do it.

It hadn't even been a month since Elsa had been taken and she was still grieving, but at least she wasn't alone. The people of Arendelle offer her their condolences while they grieve in their own way, but then again she stopped going outside four days Elsa's kidnapping because no matter how many times she looked at the sky her sister wasn't ever returning.

Anna looked at the papers on the desk, ones that she had been reading and were still in her sister's neat handwriting. There were no mess or spills of ink on the paper, it was clean and the writing was beautiful like Elsa. Just like everything else Elsa did was beautiful. Anna considered herself lucky to have such a beautiful sister with a magical gift of snow. But now she was gone, along with her parents.

Her eyes burned but they shed no tears. The young redhead thought she may have cried all her tears that they finally dried.

A soft knock sounded through the door but she made no move to answer it. The door opened anyway without her permission but the only ones who would do that is Kristoff and Olaf.

She gave them a small smile as the two walked quietly to her. Without either of them with her, Anna wasn't sure what she would do, but since that day they were the reason she got up every morning and go through life. Without them she might have brought down the entire kingdom through her grief.

Kristoff sat on the chair that was beside the desk, the very one Anna had moved just to be close to her sister while she worked. She blinked slowly when he passed a small book to her. Taking the book quietly, she flipped through the pages quickly noting that it was a diary.

"What is this?" She asked questionably.

"I went back to that hidden cellar in the library. I don't really know what I was looking for really, I was just looking around and then… I found that. I read through some of the pages and it was written by the same woman who was writing about the vampires and I really think you should read it." Kristoff said slowly. There was a strange look to his face that Anna couldn't quite describe but she opened the diary anyway and started at the first page.

November 7, 1516.

It has been ten years since I have written anything. Ten years since the ones called vampires had attacked our kingdom. I am a mother of three beautiful children, married to the most wonderful man I could ever dream of and lastly, I am Queen of Arendelle.

I am the happiest woman alive, to have survived a vicious attack from monstrous creatures thought to have never existed, I married a kind man, became queen and had become a mother, I am very happy to where my life had gone, and yet I have the emptiness in me.

I have secrets. Dangerous secrets that no one knows, one of which my dead father and mother know.

My first secret, is that I have been cursed when I was born. I am the first born child of the previous King and Queen, an envious witch that had been infatuated with my father cursed me with the powers of ice. My parents had not told anyone of what has happened to me, but when I was old enough to understand my father ordered me to hide it, it must never be seen or the village will demand me dead. So I did as I was told. I strangely had very good control of it and am able to hide it. Not even my dead brothers and sisters knew what I possessed.

I do not know how this curse works, but I fear that my children may inherited it. I pray that they don't ever get my curse burden on them, and I pray that my future grandchildren don't either.

Anna gasped loudly. She looked at Kristoff who had an understanding look on his face. "Elsa… She…she…" The redhead struggled to speak. "She wasn't just born…with her powers, sh-she inherited the curse from our… Our great grandmother…" The book suddenly felt heavy in her hands as she tried to process this new found information.

"It explains how Elsa got her powers. No one cannot just be born with it, it needs to have come from somewhere." Kristoff sighed audibly. "You need to keep reading. It gets worse, but you need to know what it says."

Anna felt dread well up inside her and she was immediately reluctant to go any further. Hesitantly she stared at the words and pushed onwards before she decided to change her mind.

My other secret is that I have committed a sin, adultery. I am having an affair with another man. A man not from Arendelle nor in another kingdom, but a man from another country.

Ten years ago when we were attacked, I saw a vampire with white hair next to the man who called himself Dracula. And now that white haired vampire has returned here once again. But he did not attack my home again. I feared this man, the same fear from long ago was growing in me again and yet… I somehow had caught the interest of a vampire. And in the same fearful feeling yet excitingly so, he has caught my interest.

I had broken my vows to my husband and committed the ultimate sin. I have lain with a man not human, but a vampire.

November 15, 1516.

My family is not aware of the shame and betrayal I had brought to them, to the kingdom, and yet I cannot bring myself to feel guilty.

The truth of it is that I should hate this vampire like I hate the others for what he had done long ago, but I cannot, not when he came to me the night before and filled the emptiness in my heart. The adrenaline from years ago came back to me and with new feelings, I am excited to commit this sin so long as this adrenaline never goes away.

Even now I can feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. My neck is pulsating where he had bitten me, and it fills me with anxious excitement while I await for my vampire lover to return.

It has been a month today when I started my affair.

November 23, 1516.

My vampire lover has consumed me, body and soul. When he comes to me I am given the most incredible feelings of pleasure. My lover torments me with bites all over my body, he touches me the way my husband never does, and I am enamored with his cold hands.

My vampire lover has complete and utter control of me, and I don't ever want it to stop.

December 12, 1516.

My lover says he cannot protect me. His father is far too strong for him to fight, and that there was absolutely no way for Dracula to accept me as one of his own.

He is leaving forever. My dearest vampire will never come see me again and once more I will be filled with emptiness.

I said I would wait for his return, for him to be strong enough to defeat his father, but he says that would take him one hundred years. I cannot live that long. My love says I will be reborn again, but in his eyes he did not try to hide from me that he was lying. One of my future grandchildren will look like me, but they would be a different person entirely. I will die, and I will never be reborn.

My heart is broken. He had admitted to me that he was using me. I never told him, but he knows of the powers I have been cursed with. He says he had been draining me of that, taking my powers for himself to make his own powers even stronger.

He said in years' time, there will be a grandchild of mine, a female born with the powers of ice, she will be the one he will bring with him to become a vampire and bare his children. He has cursed my first born in his sleep to carry on his curse through his children and his grandchildren. My first born will become king.

I am angry. How dare he do this my child! I love my children and I wish them no harm to befall them, but I have done the most terrible to my son. If only I have controlled myself this would have never happened. And my future granddaughter will pay the price of my sin.

I hate vampires.

Forgive me, my future granddaughter. I've take your life away for a vampire, and I will never forgive myself for the darkness you are going live. I pray that he will never get to you.

Anna threw the book across the room with force, refusing to read the last page. Fresh tears streamed down her face as she stared hatefully at book that lay on the floor. She slumped down on the chair as she sobbed.

Kristoff didn't say anything as she cried her heart out once more. They have just discovered that Elsa is alive, but only to become a vampire all because their great grandmother committed an adultery act, because this white haired vampire had somehow knew that she had been cursed with ice powers, and because he decided that she wasn't enough that he would go as far as passing a curse through her son so that Elsa could be born centuries later with the powers of ice.

So in actuality, this white haired vampire is the reason Elsa has powers. And now she is most probably at the hands of the same vampire, who plans to turn her into a vampire so that she could bare his offspring.

The blonde haired man let out shaky breath. Life was seriously twisted, and he had a feeling Elsa had already discovered that. He glanced at Anna, she continued to sob into her hands and he made no move to hold her, because nothing he can say or do will make her feel better. He wasn't even sure what to do at the moment. His eyes shifted to the very quiet snowman, Olaf had not said a word since they had entered the office. The snowman was also very heartbroken, they all were.

Elsa watched in silence as Jack gave out orders and demands to other vampires. She watched them listen to his every word and follow through with his orders without question, noticing that they greatly admired the Vampire King.

She followed him around this very large castle for what she assumed was several hours. She never did figure out time since she got there, but that stopped bothering her for a few days already.

She also never did quite figure out what really went down in that room. There was a conversation going on between Jack and Aster, she heard it all, but she didn't understand any of it. Elsa was curious and she wanted to know, but the vampire looked to tense and irritated so she wisely kept her mouth shut and followed him around.

There were still parts of the castle she had yet to see and her curious nature that she had recently discovered she had, had been looking at every new thing but she made sure to keep up with Jack as she had decided it was time to stop getting on his bad side. Though that didn't mean she would stop arguing with him because he managed to make her mad. As far as she was aware, he never did anything when she spoke against him, but rather only when she physically attacks him is when he actually attempts to stop her.

Elsa couldn't stop the blush growing on her cheeks. She has never lashed out on anyone, except for him but she reasonably told herself that she was justified for what she did.

The sound of a door closing startled her. She looked around quickly noticing that Jack was on the other side of the room with a few other vampires, she didn't even realize that they had entered a new room. Deciding to leave the vampires to themselves, Elsa glanced around the barely colored chambers. A stone fire place that barely looked used, and a painted portrait of a snow covered mountain.

Elsa stared at the painting for a few seconds wondering if it had any significance. Figuring that it was just normal art work, she glanced around to see if there were anymore. Seeing a few more hanging on the walls she made her way over.

The first one was a black and grey painting of a landscape with a lot of clouds. She didn't know why, but the picture looked depressing, perhaps because of the colors and the way it was painted, either way it just looked sad to her.

Glancing away from the picture she moved on to the next one. Walking the short distance away, this new picture confused her. It was also a snow painting, but this one had one single red flower in the middle. She knew right away that it wasn't a rose, but she has never seen a flower like this one. Elsa tilted her head in confusion as she was still unable to understand what she was looking at.

"Camellia." Jack's voice startled her and she let out small yelp.

She placed a hand over her chest and looked behind her. "What?"

Jack closed the large distance between them, stopping just a few inches behind her. "The flower. That's what it's called. Camilla."

Blinking slowly, she turned back around to the painting. "Why only one?"

"It was the only one that wasn't covered in snow." He responded crossing his arms.

"What do you mean?"

"… A few years ago I was in Prussia. It was snowing when I got there, and wherever I went, everything was covered in snow. Except that." Jack pointed to the camellia. "It was the only thing that stood out in the snow, a red camellia. So when I got back, I painted that the way I remembered seeing it."

"You painted this? It's beautiful." They both knew she just complimented his skills.

"Well, when you're not out there fighting to survive or reading a book for the next few hundred years, you remember a lot of things and when you get bored, you start to paint what you remember." He finished, looking at her when he said those last words.

Staring at him for a few seconds, Elsa couldn't help but say. "What about building a snowman?"

Unsure of how to reply, Jack stared at her with a dumbstruck look. "What?"

Feeling flustered for saying that, she cleared her throat and said it again. "A snowman? Why not build one?"

"What the hell is a snowman?"

Elsa gawked at him as if he grew a second head. "You don't know what snowman is? The creation that brings joy to children!"

Jack gave her a dry look. "My childhood consisted of drinking blood. Not this 'snowman' or whatever the hell is it."

Feeling strangely offended, Elsa grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him out of the room they were in. The vampire raised an eyebrow at her sudden boldness to touch him, but he decided to let her get away with it seeing as she was looking through door to door, obviously looking for something.

After looking through the fifth door, Elsa found a large vacant room. It had stone pillars spread apart and one wall sized window. Letting go of his wrist, the eager woman stepped in the center of the room, she turned around to see Jack a few feet away from her.

Once more he crossed his arms over his chest, he gave her a questionable look. With small smile growing on her lips, she lifted her gown up from the floor. Sticking her foot out, she stomped it on the floor. Ice spread across the floor and traveling up on the walls. Snow gathering in her hands she threw it in the air. The snow fell softly to the floor as it began to pile on the ground.

Elsa looked at the vampire away from her. He was looking at the snow piling up though he didn't really interested in the snow itself, more like he was curious to what she was doing with it. He looked away from the white powder, turning his eyes to her. Elsa walked to the closest pile of snow, she let herself sit on the cold powder and gestured for Jack to join her.

Jack sat across from her, simply watching as she molded the snow into shape. It gradually got bigger, then she set it aside and began to repeat the process again two more times. Then she piled it on top of each other. Satisfied with her work she looked at him a smile.

"This is a snowman."

He eyed the creation with skepticism. He imagined something else entirely, but then again, she lived a life of innocence. Small things are much different from large, snarling beasts.

"Make one." Elsa said, breaking his train of thought. He gave her a blank look, there was absolutely no way he was going to waste his time making one.

As if she read his thoughts, she rolled her eyes. Elsa stretched her hand out to the side, and began recreating a snowman with her powers. Though she didn't stop there, cupping her hands together the ice and snow began molding into a bird, then she made a butterfly. Before she made another, she looked at him and cupped her hands towards him so that he can see closely what she was about to make.

The white haired man stared at her hands as the ice began shaping itself. He blinked in slight surprise when it was created as a camellia.

"Jack." He stared at her with slightly widen eyes. It was the first time she said his name, at least in front of him. "Have you ever made anything with your powers?" She asked him slowly.

"Never." He responded. "I've only ever used my powers to defend myself or my coven, or attack others with it. The werewolves mostly."

Elsa nodded. "A werewolf… is the thing that attacked me, right?"

"There are hundreds of werewolves out there."

There are some things she wanted to know and now seemed like a good idea to bring up some questions, but Elsa decided otherwise. After all, she was going to be living here from on and she has already got use to the dark, her questions can wait a while longer.

Teaching the Vampire Lord how to build a snowman though, that was a must that needed to be taught right away. Pushing the ice camellia into his hands, Elsa stood up ignoring the snow all over her gown. She reached her hand out to him.

Jack stared at the frozen camellia in his hands, then he looked at Elsa. She smiled at him. "Do you wanna build a snowman with me?"

Something stirred in Jack when he grabbed her hand. Ignoring the feeling though as he stood up, he smirked at her. "So long as it's not small."

Her smile widen just a fraction. "A big snowman then."