Chapter 27: The Final Battle

Jack let out a shout of pain. He felt a searing pain in his shoulder where the knife had struck him. Jack fell to the ground as he tried to stop the blood running down his t-shirt. Thankfully the wound wasn't very deep.

"Jack?" Bunnymund said as he noticed Jack was on the ground. Bunnymund rushed over to see how Jack was doing.

"I am okay," Jack said through winces of pain.

"You don't look okay," Bunnymund said. "What happened?"

"Stupid Vampire got me," Jack replied with a grunting noise. Jack investigated his arm. There was a nasty cut where the knife had managed to get him. There was some blood. Jack groaned. Just great, he thought. He had to be knifed by a knife that was laced with silver nitrate which was deadly to Werewolves.

"Easy mate," Bunnymund said as Jack got to his feet.

"I'm fine," Jack assured but Bunnymund raised an eyebrow when Jack swayed slightly due to dizziness.

"Sure," Bunnymund stretched out the word. "Mate, you know what silver poisoning does to people like us."

"I'm not an idiot," Jack glared at his friend.

"Look, all I'm saying is have Sandy take a look."

Jack rolled his eyes. Sandy was an expert on all Werewolf wounds. Whenever one of them got injured, Sandy would be the one to fix that Werewolf up although Sandy wasn't a proper doctor; he had medical training which would account for his medical knowledge.

"Fine," Jack said. "But what about Elsa? She's counting on my help!"

"I'll deal with that," Bunnymund said. He turned and saw Tooth coming towards them. "Oy! Tooth!"

"Is that how you're addressing me now Bunny?" Tooth said, not sounding amused.

"Take care of Jack while I go help his lassie," Bunnymund said.

"What happened to Jack?"

"Silver knife," explained Bunnymund.

Tooth examined the wound. "That's pretty serious."

"Tis merely a flesh wound," Jack said.

"Now's not the time to be quoting Monty Python," Tooth said.

"There's always a time to be quoting Monty Python," Bunnymund and Jack said together.

"Come on Jack," Tooth said.

She grabbed Jack's arm and pulled him down the corridor. Jack sighed. He couldn't believe that he had to be taken out of the battle due to a medical problem. It was just his luck too. The biggest battle of the war and he was being pulled out early. Jack could feel his frustration rise within him. Even his girlfriend was getting more action in the war that he was. She was probably facing Pitch Black himself at this very moment. He wanted to be in that fight. Pitch Black was the one who started this whole war by creating an army of Vampires. Without him, he and Elsa would have probably lived their life together. Elsa wouldn't have been turned into a Vampire, shut herself off to everyone, murdered her parents and then run off.

Jack's mind stopped there. He had just thought of something else; if Elsa hadn't ran off, Jack wouldn't have tried to find her and thus wouldn't have been attacked by that wolf in the woods all those years ago. The more he thought about it, the more he was starting to realise that Pitch Black was the reason for not only Elsa becoming a Vampire but for him becoming a Werewolf.

Jack's mind went into daydream mode as he thought about the life that he and Elsa would have together. They probably would have a household full of children – after all Anna's children would need lots of cousins to play with – who they would love very dearly, a few servants would probably come over to the house to help – Elsa would probably need some help with the children – and Jack would come home after working in his mum's shop. Yes, that would be a life he could gladly get used to. This is of course is working under the assumption that Elsa would have left Mikael at the altar.

"Jack?" Tooth's voice suddenly broke him from his daydream. "You okay?"

"Sorry," Jack laughed. "I always zone out when I'm thinking about Elsa."

Tooth smiled. "Love will do that to you."

"I guess Bunnymund has the same effect for you."

"When he's not being super annoying," Tooth and Jack both laughed. "Come on," she added, gesturing to the front door. "Sandy is just around the corner."

They walked through the front door and a hurried pace. Jack was just a little nervous that someone was about to come out and surprise them. In fact, he had been sure that the Vampires would have one last trick up their sleeve. He just hoped that he wasn't about to run into Pitch Black anytime soon. If he did, that would mean that Elsa had lost her battle and could be dead – lying in his office – at this very moment. The minute that thought entered his mind, he wanted to turn around and head right back. Elsa could be in danger and Jack always felt a strong urge to protect her although she didn't always need protecting. She was a powerful and dangerous Vampire now. She was more than capable of looking after herself but that didn't stop Jack from worrying about her.

They stepped out of Pitch's castle and hurried towards North's tent where they knew Sandy would be. Jack's shoulder was still stinging. The sensation had started to creep through his arm. Jack knew other Werewolves that had been assaulted by silver weapons and they needed to get amputations because they waited too long to get help. Jack just hoped that didn't happen to him. He needed his arm. He needed it to fight and defend himself. Well, they had raced down here straight away, however, if it had been up to him, he could have waited a long time before getting help. Maybe Bunnymund and Tooth had been right in getting him here so quickly.

"North," Tooth called out.

"I'm here," North appeared coming out of his tent. "Jack, Tooth," he sounded surprised. "What are you two doing here? Why aren't you two on the front lines? Jack, I would have thought you wouldn't be too far behind Elsa."

"Well normally I am," Jack said. "But's kind of an emergency."

"What kind of emergency?" North looked concerned.

"The kind where need to speak to Sandy," Tooth said. "Do you know where he is?"

"Yeah, he's just in the medical tent," North pointed his finger in the direction of the tent. "If you need him, did someone get hurt?"

"Yeah," Tooth said. "Jack's here." She jabbed her thumb at Jack's shoulder.

North examined Jack's shoulder. Jack winced a bit when North touched it. North looked at the pair of them.

"Well to me, it doesn't look too bad," he said. "But I think we should let Sandy take a look at it."

Together they walked down to the medical tent. North pulled aside its opening and allowed Tooth and Jack to enter the tent before he did. North followed them inside only a few seconds after Jack and Tooth. Jack found Sandy washing up some instruments. He looked up when they entered the room.

"A patient for ya Sandy," North said. Sandy looked a little concerned that one of his friends could be in trouble. "Jack's shoulder looks a little damaged. Could you fix it?"

Sandy nodded and pointed at the hospital cot in the room. Jack hopped on it and took off his blue hoodie and his white t-shirt that he always wore underneath it.

"We'll just wait outside," Tooth said.

"Of course," Jack said.

Jack watched as Tooth and North exited the tent then he watched as Sandy washed his hands. Sandy then started to wash out the wound. This bit was quite painful. Jack was just glad that Elsa wasn't here to see him like this. She would probably be laughing about now.

Elsa started to pant very hard as she collapsed onto the ground. She lay on her back for a few moments. It took a while for the moment to sink in. Pitch Black had actually been defeated. His reign of terror was finally at an end. He could no longer continue the war that had terrorised Vampires and Werewolves for centuries. The war was over. Elsa sat straight up. She had just realised something; just because Pitch was dead, that didn't mean that the war was over. Well, hopefully with Pitch dead, a new and better leader would be elected. Maybe that someone should be Anton. He could certainly make decent changes that would be most welcome plus he could make peace with the Werewolves. North would be up for that. Elsa smiled at this when the thought entered her mind. She then collapsed once again onto the floor and stared up at the ceiling.

The door opened and Elsa looked up to see who it was. She noticed that it was Bunnymund who walked into the room. He grinned at Elsa and she grinned back at him. Bunnymund walked over to where Pitch Black was lying on the ground. He examined the body and saw that Pitch was indeed dead. His grin was so wide.

"So, you did it," Bunnymund helped her to her feet. He looked very impressed at this.

"Yeah I did," Elsa said. She grinned as well. "It was a tough battle but I managed to do it. I never thought I could have won but somehow I did."

"Pitch probably underestimated you and thus was probably his downfall," Bunnymund said. "He wasn't prepared for someone as powerful as you turning on you."

"Yeah, maybe," Elsa laughed. "Come on, let's find Jack and end this war. It's about time someone did."

They were about to leave the room when another person entered the room. Elsa stared at the man who had entered the room. It was Doctor Frasier. What was he doing here? Surely he should be out on the front lines trying to stop the Werewolf invasion? Well whatever the reason, he was here now and he looked like he was itching for a battle. He had noticed the dead body of Pitch Black on the ground. Elsa knew that Doctor Frasier would want to extract his revenge on whoever was responsible for Pitch's death. He idolised Pitch Black. He would do anything for him.

"So," snarled Doctor Frasier, "you have come back."

"Yes," Elsa said.

"With a Werewolf no doubt," Doctor Frasier said. "I should have known that you would be here with them."

"They're my friends," Elsa said.

"Werewolves never want to pal up with a Vampire," Doctor Frasier said. "All they do is lie, cheat and steal."

"Says who?" Bunnymund started to get angry. "Vampires are just as bad."

"Says who?" repeated Doctor Frasier.

"Okay children," Elsa said. "I think we're getting off track but this is what I'm talking about. Vampires and Werewolves have been fighting for generations. It is time for it to end."

"Never," Doctor Frasier yelled. "Werewolves are an abomination and need to be destroyed. I thought you understood that Elsa."

"I never did," Elsa sighed. "I always thought it was stupid thing for people to be fighting over something that nobody knew the reason for."

"Elsa," Doctor Frasier said. "It I who was the one who found you. I was the one who pulled you out of the depression you were in. I saved you. I taught you the way of the convent and the Vampire people. I placed you in a safe, secure home away from the prying minds of the human race. It was I, not anyone else. So when I ask for you to be loyal and follow the Vampire race, I expect you not betray us and fraternise with the enemy. I took you in and this is how you repay me? You are an ungrateful bitch."

"I am not ungrateful," Elsa snapped. "I am thankful for what you have done for me."

"Yes you are, otherwise you wouldn't be prancing about with the enemy."

"That's just it," Elsa said. "They are not our enemy. You have been brainwashed into thinking that."

"I haven't been brainwashed. I have had my eyes open to the truth by my glorious leader Pitch Black." Elsa sighed, it was of no use. Doctor Frasier wasn't going to believe her anytime soon. "Who you have killed," Doctor Frasier continued. "You are going to pay for that." When he spoke, it was in a very dangerous tone, one that Elsa didn't care too much for but it didn't scare her.

"I'm ready for you Doc," Elsa got into a fighting stance.

"So am I," Bunnymund said.

"No," Elsa said firmly. "This is my battle Bunnymund, not yours. You need to stay out of it."

"What?" Bunnymund looked shocked at this. "No, I am joining you."

"Doctor Frasier was my mentor and now he's my enemy," Elsa said. "It's time for me to set him straight."

"Alright," Bunnymund seemed to have realised what Elsa was going on about. He nodded. "Fine, just don't get killed. Jack would never forgive me."

Elsa smiled. "I won't."

"So this Jack must be the Werewolf that you are fraternising with," Doctor Frasier then realised something. "Hang on," he said. "I remember you saying something about a Jack who you once were involved with."

"Jack and I were once in love but I became a Vampire and slipped away from him," Elsa explained. "He became a Werewolf and this allowed him to find me after all this time. Now that we're together, I am not going to let anything get in the way of that. I want my happy ending with Jack and I am going to get it."

"Not while I'm breathing," Doctor Frasier snarled.

"Then I'm just going to have to fix that," Elsa snarled back at him.

Doctor Frasier lunged at Elsa. His hand wrapped around her neck. The force of the attack was enough to send them backwards into the bookcase behind them. A few books fell on top of them due to the force of Elsa hitting it. Elsa struggled with Doctor Frasier for a few moments before he was flung off by Bunnymund yanking him off. Doctor Frasier slammed into the floor and Elsa managed to get to her feet; when Doctor Frasier had released her, she had collapsed onto the floor.

"So you need your little doggie to help you?" mocked Doctor Frasier.

"I need help from no one," Elsa said.

"Well maybe then tell your doggie to heel," Doctor Frasier said.

"Hey!" Bunnymund snapped. "If I want to help my friend I will."

"Enough Bunnymund," Elsa said sharply.

"What?" he said.

"I appreciate your help," Elsa said kindly, "but this is a battle that I need to fight – alone."

"He's trying to lure you into a fight which he thinks you cannot win," Bunnymund said.

"He may believe that but he is wrong."

"Fine," Bunnymund smiled at him. "Then kick his arse for me."

"I will," Elsa said, "and if he somehow wins, you rip him to shreds for me."

"Deal," Bunnymund said.

"Is playing time over?" Doctor Frasier said.

"I'm going to end this right here and now," Elsa snapped at her.

"Bring it," Doctor Frasier said.

"You guys could really use some better trash talk," Bunnymund muttered.

Doctor Frasier suddenly lunged at Elsa again but this time it didn't take Elsa by surprised. She ducked to the left and Doctor Frasier flew right over her. Elsa then took the opportunity to aim a hard kick into his back. Doctor Frasier was forced into the ground. Elsa jumped on top of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She attempted to twist his neck so that she could break it but Doctor Frasier struggled against her. Elsa had several good tries at breaking his neck but Doctor Frasier squashed all these attempts.

Eventually he managed to throw her off and Elsa smashed into floor instead of Doctor Frasier. Now it was Doctor Frasier turn to try and snap Elsa's neck. His arms were wrapped tightly around her neck. Elsa could barely breath – his grip was like iron and was severely cutting off her airway. Elsa continued to struggle with Doctor Frasier for several more minutes.

"This is what you get for being a traitor." Doctor Frasier said.

"Not today," Elsa managed to say.

She managed to throw him off her. Doctor Frasier fumbled for a few moments but he managed to get his footing correct. Elsa got to her feet and was panting quite hard. She rubbed her neck – she was sure there would be some bruising there.

"Not too bad," Doctor Frasier said.

"Right back at you," Elsa said.

Doctor Frasier pulled out a knife and sprung at Elsa. Elsa grabbed his hand with the knife and tried to force the knife away from her. It was hard. Doctor Frasier's strength was overwhelming. The knife slashed down and Elsa jumped out of the way to avoid it. Doctor Frasier tried to continue the onslaught but Elsa managed to dodge every one of the attacks. Elsa then took her turn to attack Doctor Frasier. She grabbed the knife again as it came down and managed to get Doctor Frasier to drop it to the floor by forcing his hand open. The knife clattered to the floor and they both looked at it.

Doctor Frasier watched this happen and when it stopped moving, he dove for it. Elsa stopped him. She grabbed him by the scuff of the neck. She pushed him backwards against the bookcase. More books fell to the ground but neither Elsa nor Doctor Frasier seemed to care or notice. Doctor Frasier tried to pull Elsa off his neck by grabbing her fingers with his. He tried to pry them off his shirt but Elsa clung on.

"You won't get the best of me," he snarled at her.

"You just try to stop me," replied Elsa.

Doctor Frasier kicked Elsa, hard, in the stomach and Elsa clutched her stomach as she doubled over in pain. Doctor Frasier went straight for the knife and then he went straight for Elsa. Elsa was rugby tackled to the ground and they both tumbled to the ground. Elsa's hand managed to grab his neck in the confusion and snap it just as Doctor Frasier's knife went straight into her stomach.

"All done?" Jack asked Sandy who nodded.

Jack hopped off the cot he was on and headed outside to meet up with Tooth and North. He found them outside, in deep conversation.

"What's happening?" Jack asked them.

"We got news from the front," North said.

"What news?" Jack asked. His heart started to hammer. Could it be news on Elsa? He half expected her to be here, waiting for him.

"Pitch Black hasn't been seen at all," Tooth said. "People are starting to think that he could have been killed."

"Well that would mean that Elsa won," Jack's heart leapt.

"That is true," North said. "But we still don't know. I think that maybe you should go to check on the situation. That is, if you're good to go."

"Yes," Jack said. "Sandy managed to get the silver out of my system without the need of taking my arm."

"That's good news," Tooth smiled. "But, yeah, I'm also concerned about the situation. Jack told Bunnymund to go check on Elsa. I'm anxious to figure out what has befallen him as well as Elsa."

"Then go," North said.

Jack and Tooth quickly left North's side and headed into the castle again.

Elsa pulled the knife out of her stomach and collapsed onto the floor with blood pouring out of her. The substance that all Vampires needed was pouring out of her and staining the floor around her. If Vampires lost too much blood, they could die due to thirst. Elsa looked down at the wound; it was rather large.

"Elsa," Bunnymund's voice came from her right. She tilted her head and saw Bunnymund was kneeling next to her.

"Looks like he got me good," Elsa laughed through her pain.

Bunnymund placed both his hands on the hole in Elsa and pressed hard. It sent a lot of pain signals through Elsa's body. She let out a long, low groan.

"Sorry," Bunnymund said. "But we have to stop the bleeding."

The door suddenly opened and Jack and Tooth both walked in. Jack took one look at the scene and instantly rushed to Elsa's side looking concerned.

"What happened?" he asked his friend.

"Knife wound," Bunnymund explained.

"I'm okay," Elsa said. "My Vampire healing should kick in."

"Not with a blade tainted with UV radiation," Tooth said as she examined the knife.

"How do you infect a blade with UV radiation?" Jack asked.

"I have no idea," Tooth said throwing the knife down.

"Let's get her to Sandy," Jack said. "He may know how to fix this."

Jack and Tooth carefully lifted Elsa while Bunnymund kept the bleeding under control. They quickly moved through the castle. The war was practically over; due to the loss of their leader and the quick assault by the Werewolves. The Vampires hadn't had enough time to gather a strong enough army to repel the force of the Werewolves. Nobody bothered to stop them; except of course Ragnar and Anton who looked at them with concerned looks.

"Elsa's injured," explained Jack. "No time for further explanation."

Ragnar and Anton quickly raced to catch up with them. They made it to Sandy's medical tent in little time. Sandy and North both looked surprise to see them there. Jack and Tooth rested Elsa on a cot. Elsa could feel the blood pouring out of her regardless of the effort that Bunnymund was providing. If something was going to happen, it had to happen soon. The more blood that she loss, the closer she was to death. Not to mention the UV radiation poisoning from the blade was also coursing through her veins.

"Help her," Jack begged Sandy. Sandy gave Jack a look. "Okay, I know you don't know how to fix Vampires but please!" Sandy gave him another look.

"Sandy may not be able to fix Vampires but I can," Anton said.

They all looked at him – even Elsa. Jack looked as if Christmas had come early for him.

"You can?" he croaked.

"Yeah," Anton nodded. "Sandy, Ragnar you help me. Jack, Tooth, Bunnymund – please leave."

"But I want to stay by her side," Jack said.

"Nothing is going to be accomplished while you stand over us playing the concerned boyfriend," Anton said.

Jack opened his mouth to argue but Elsa beat him to it.

"Go Jack," Elsa said wearily. "He's right."

Jack looked like he didn't want to argue with his girlfriend. "Alright," he said. He gave her a kiss on the lips before leaving.

Jack walked up and down the area outside the medical tent. He was nervous and anxious. He was sure that Elsa would live. She had survived so much. It wasn't about to be ended now. Jack then noticed another Werewolf racing towards them. He talked to North about something. North nodded and grinned.

"Excellent," he said. He turned to the others. "The Vampires have surrendered because Pitch Black is dead. Once they elect a new leader, a formal one will be in place."

"Do we want a surrender?" Tooth asked.

"Well kind of," North shrugged. "But once everything is sorted, we will live in peace at last." North grinned again. "Do you think Anton will take the place?"

"What place?" Jack asked.

"The leader of the Vampires," North explained. "I like him. I think he will make a great one."

"Me too," Jack nodded. "Maybe we should ask him later."

At that moment, the man himself stepped out of the medical tent. Jack gave him an anxious look and then Anton smiled. Jack felt relief flow through him.

"She's alright?" Jack asked.

"Yes," Anton nodded. "The damage wasn't as severe as we first thought but we stitched her up and she will be fine."

Jack didn't even bother to reply. He quickly entered the tent and found Elsa sitting up. They both grinned at each other. He rushed at her and gave her a long kiss.

"We won," Jack said cupping her chin with his hands, "and you're okay."

"We won and I'm okay," Elsa agreed.

"Now we can finally live out the rest of our lives the way we were supposed to," Jack said.

"Together," finished Elsa with a grin.

A/N: Okay guys, so sorry this took me forever to get out. But uni, exams and my other story (The Past Is In The Past) kept me away from this. Super sorry but now I'm on summer holiday (YAY!). So this story is nearly over; just the epilogue to go. I hope that everyone enjoyed this update. Please review =)

Reviews:

Kat-IlluminatedPurity: I hope that your holiday was awesome (I'm now on summer holidays). Yeah that would have been a good idea except she got ambushed instead.

MixyBell: Sorry for the late update but hoped you liked it. Don't worry about Jack, he doesn't die. You read my mind on that Anton bit. He's going to be the Kingsley of this story.

kylabecky2003: Don't worry, Jack turned out to be fine. Agree with you on Pitch, he is very idk. Thankfully there is no more of him in this story. Sorry, no twist due to this is nearly the end.

6abriell3: Agreed.

SureSnowflake: Silver poisons them but yes, it will kill them over time. Yeah, I agree with you on that. These things change with what story it is.

itsmorefuninthePhillipines: Don't worry, Jack doesn't die.

wolf fan: Really? I've never heard of that show.