The Nightmare Queen

Chapter 5

Black Ice

Me and Pitch sat down in the kitchen eating nothing but tuna fish sandwiches with chips. While I was eating I notice something odd about my king. He looked unhappy and not himself. The way he glances up at me when he takes a bite out of his sandwich made me wonder what I did wrong. Pitch was making me nervous and yet terrified of his straight unpleasant looks. He always looks somewhat seductive but then again I want to know what my king is thinking. Silence made me lose it, I hate sitting in silence when something is not right with him. I attend to look back at my food then when he looks down, I look back up at him and give him a confused look. I decided to look around the kitchen. Then I heard Jack screaming. Pitch dropped his sandwich and disappeared behind my back. I ran out of the kitchen and down the steps to investigate the sudden noise.

"It hurts! Ouch!" Jack was groaning and carrying on. With the chains still wrapped around his ankles I did not see anything wrong.

"Mary? In the bathroom on the counter I want you to get the black wet sand. It's in a little tube by the sink." I ran up the steps confused what was happening to him. I did not know what Pitch was going to do. While I was searching for the tube Pitch opened the door and attended to Jack, he got down on his knees and placed the boys head on his thigh. Jack was jerking around and his eyes were turning red. Pitch placed his hands on the boys head and tilted him back so he could face Pitch. Pitch smirked at him while petting Jack's head.

"No worries good one. Soon you won't be alone no longer. You would become my very own Dark prince. Prince of Nightmares." Jack just stared at him while jerking. He had foam coming out of his mouth and Pitch had to use something of his to wipe it off. Meanwhile when I found the wet sand in the tube. I ran down stairs to the dungeon area.

"Is this it my king?" Pitch turned around to look up at me. He then replied in a calm voice.

"Yes. Open it and pour some in his mouth."

"What? He's not even able to do that, isn't this stuff poison?" I looked at the boy on Pitch's lap. I quickly walked over to pour some in his mouth. Pitch smirked as I was doing this process. I looked at Jack's hands in which it changed to having pale skin, to dark frost like patterns on the back and the front of the hand started to have a black snow flake in the middle. As both hands were turning I looked at Pitch.

"Why?"

"Because I put a black ice spell on him and now he's becoming darker. Sense he has weather powers I can change him into black ice from what he is use too."

"So he could use them in a bad way?"

"Yes. And with that being said he could be our son!"

"No! Pitch. He's a guardian and he can't be a bad person."

"So!"

"So I am putting this stuff away and wiping my hands with this garbage."

"No! Keep giving him more."

"No! I mean there isn't anymore."

"Oh. Well then…stop." I rolled my eyes because he was so dumb. Jack stopped jerking around and stood up from the ground. Pitch got up and stood behind me placing his arms on my shoulder. We watched Jack change, his hair and frost patterns. Jack turned back at us and smiled in a sinister way. I looked at Pitch smiling. He then replied.

"I think…he makes a perfect prince."

"A prince?"

"Yes. A son." As Jack looked at us he smiled even more. His eyes turned red and his hair turned jet black. I was happier than ever that Pitch's little moment worked as plan. He walked around me and Pitch unchained Jack. "This is my freedom?" Jack asked. I swallowed before replying.

"Yes. Pitch and I will…" I was cut off by Pitch.

"Put on some clothes."

"I don't have anything, remember you put my hoodie in the fire pit."

"A cloak, I can sew a cloak. I can make a black one for him. What size?"

"I don't know."

"I will make a special one just for you." Pitch smiled and leaned in my ear.

"Go at it." He whispered. I spun around and transformed into black sand and swirled off to the upstairs. I made even used magic to make a cloak show up. I did not even have to sew the cloak. I just said that because I wanted Pitch to think I am all hard work. I than hurried back down to the dungeon and handed the cloak to Jack. The cloak had printed Frost patterns on black fabric. He slipped it on and tied the ribbon around his waist.

"Jack? How do you like it?"

"Did you really sewed this?"

"No." I smirked. He smirked as well.

"So! What are my powers?"

"The same as you been doing before, but you only use them to destroy others and things." Pitch answered. Jack walked slowly towards me, he placed his cold hands on my neck. He did not squeeze. "You know I appreciate you making me like this. I feel powerful." Pitch cut in and removed Jack's hands from my neck.

"Behave good one. I will make sure you get whatever you need."

"Thank you I will take note of that." I smiled at the both of them, seeing each and one of us not fighting and getting along. Jack was freed because he is one of us now.

"Jackson right?" Pitch asked. Jack looked up at him smiling.

"Yes. And how did you know?"

"Because I steel memories from children and yours happened to be one of them. So your real name is Jackson Overland Frost."

"Yes. That is corrected."

"Stop it Pitch! Come Jack we have training to do."

"Training for?"

"Anything that might happened." He smiled.

"Okay." We all walked out and I closed the door behind me. Pitch placed his right hand on Jacks left shoulder. I walked up the steps following them. Pitch looked back at me and winked. I smiled. Even the nightmare horses and men met us at the top. "New person Kozmotis?" A nightmare man questioned. Pitch answered.

"Yes. It's Jack Frost now known as Jack Black. Or Black Ice. And you need a new captain."

"Can you our captain?"

"Seth, you are the captain now. Sense Quinn is gone." I cornered my eye at Pitch. Then I threw out a suggestion.

"How about Jack?" They all agreed. Pitch gave me a serious face.

"No! He's our special one. So I choose Seth. Now for the last time get out of my way. Come Jack!" Jack followed I looked up at Seth and replied. "I think you should take this into consideration."

"Your majesty I don't know how to be a captain!" I walked far away ignoring him. Pitch gave Jack something and Jack looked back at me and smiled. I watched with confusion. I decided to go upstairs and to take a nap. Pitch watched me go upstairs. He petted Jack on the back. Then I sensed him following me. "I am going to sleep."

Pitch caught up to me as I entered the room, he pushed me onto the bed. I turned around placing my hands on his shoulders, Pitch touched my chest and kissed me on the neck. I enjoyed it to the point I pulled him on top of me. We turned the peck into a much passionate kiss. I undid my cloak and he did the same for himself. He stopped so suddenly, and looked into my eyes. "You have the most amazing eyes I have ever seen."

"Thank you. Now show me how much you love me." He put his index finger on me and traced it from my corset and up to my lips. He looked at me the whole time while doing this. I did not know what to say. Pitch kissed me on the neck and down to my belly button. I giggled.

"What is so funny?"

"Nothing, I am just giggling over something else."

"No. You were giggling about me kissing your belly, are you ticklish?"

"No." He kissed me again. This time he took his hands and placed them on my wrists and pulled my arms up above my head. I looked up and smirked at him.

"You want me too?" He asked.

"Do what?" He smirked at my reply. Then I felt him grinding on me. I moaned. He then did it again and things turned serious. Once we were done, we were naked at the end. Pitch took my head and placed on his gray sweaty chest. He ran his fingers through my hair. It felt nice and I purred on him for the rest of our hours we spent lying there. I looked up at him to see if he was sleeping. And he was. Pitch was sleeping away. I sighed and closed my eyes. I slept too.