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Pitch Black was in a good mood, realizing that today was the day his plan would be complete. His black cloud had grown and now it completely surrounded the entire kingdom. All of the fear created by Elsa had strengthened him enough to keep it in place no matter where he went. The snow had not stopped falling and while the queen didn't believe in him, she was still working with him unknowingly. After he had the belief of the rest of the citizens, he would no longer need her. In fact, he didn't need her now either.

Moving through the halls of the castle, he searched for the man in charge. Prince Hans had been his name. It was ridiculous that the red-headed princess had trusted him so completely, but it worked well for Pitch. This man wanted power, the ability to rule a kingdom. Add in a little fear to the advisors and it would be easy to get the queen executed. The prince already had the idea in mind, he just needed some support to follow through with his plan.

Carefully stepping inside during their meeting, Pitch started blowing some of his black sand at the men in the room. They had been discussing Elsa and what to do with the queen that had betrayed the kingdom. It was rather boring to Pitch, but he knew things were about to get interesting. The fear in the room was growing, now that the men were seeing images of just what the queen was capable of. Pitch was thrilled that he could even manipulate daydreams, images created from man's own imagination. It worked well to create enough fear to call for her execution as a traitor to the kingdom.

"Finally! Jack Frost is powerless to stop me, the Guardians are no where to be found, and the only one who might have grown strong enough to stand up for me is now going to be destroyed. She should have believed in me when she had the chance, the foolish girl." Pitch cheered, walking out of the room and now searching for the queen in her prison. He wanted to see the look on her face when she learned the truth of what her fate was. He wanted to absorb her fear as she heard about her approaching death.

He passed by a room that contained the other princess, the one Pitch thought was useless. He could sense that she was beginning to fear death as well, making Pitch smile as he walked by. Both sisters would be dead soon, that was an extra bonus. He had expected the other sister to fight back once Elsa died. Now, he didn't have to worry about either heir to the throne. It would be open for him to take and rule over this world, with fear keeping everyone in line.

For some reason, Pitch was beginning to wonder if things could have turned out differently. He had recognized this place as his home, the place he had grown up. The day he had gained his powers had been amazing, until he learned the cost of his power. No one could see him anymore, not any of his friends or even his family. It hadn't taken him long to find the man responsible, the prince of their kingdom at the time. No one had ever believed that the prince was a sorcerer and those that knew the truth could not share their warning with the kingdom. For Pitch, it was his own personal nightmare. He blamed the prince for his curse and later, he blamed the kingdom for not believing in him.

Being back here, he remembered the life he once lived as a normal human. His anger was still present, but so was a longing to return to a normal life where he didn't have to struggle to be seen. Perhaps he could have used simpler methods to be believed in, but Pitch had gone too far to turn back now. Standing in front of the queen's cell, he decided that nothing was going to change his mind anymore. He had this power, this curse, and he was going to use it to improve his life. He would not live like this anymore, hidden in the shadows and unable to interact with anyone. Today, people would believe in him once more and he would show the world, his world, that he was still alive.

Jack woke up, alone and cold sitting on a floor in what looked like a dungeon. He had to admit, it looked impressive, with metal bars surrounding him on two sides and a solid rock wall behind him. Even the wall had a small window, allowing a glimpse of the outside world to get in while providing the lack of hope for escape by blocking it with more metal bars. If only he had his powers, he could have some fun in here, causing some chaos for the guards to deal with.

Jack was relieved that he had his staff still, even if he couldn't do anything with it. He stood up to look around his cell, but that seemed to make the cold inside of him spread further. He managed to walk to the bed in his cell, nothing more than a board attached to a wall, before collapsing. "Jack, are you awake?" a voice asked from the cell next to him. He looked over and saw Elsa over there, her hands trapped in cuffs that were now chained to the wall. He wanted to help her, but he felt so weak and drained right now.

"I'm awake, but man do I feel awful." he commented, wondering why it was taking him so long to adjust to being without his powers. Sure, it was a major difference, but he should be able to handle it without too many problems. "I'm sorry. All of this is my fault, I thought they would help you." she whispered, looking dejected at the world outside. Jack could see the snow covering everything in the town and he thought it was amazing, but clearly she had other ideas.

"Looks like a lot of fun out there, doesn't it?" he asked, trying to cheer her up. He hadn't known her for long, but he didn't like it when anyone was sad. Fun was always his weapon against fear, loss, or any negative emotion. He had learned that when fighting Pitch, but it didn't seem to help this girl. "For whom? Everyone is in a panic because I froze everything in the middle of summer! We don't have enough supplies and with the harbor frozen, boats can't arrive to help sustain the kingdom." she argued, sitting down in the corner of her cell.

Jack was about to respond when he saw someone standing outside of their cells. Pitch Black had joined them and was staring at Elsa with an amused expression. "Jack Frost, what a surprise seeing you here!" he said, but Jack was worried about why Pitch had come. Jack knew that Pitch Black always had a plan. "What do you want?" Jack asked, no longer caring if Elsa saw Pitch or not. Elsa looked at Jack in confusion, not realizing that someone else was here with them.

"Oh nothing, just wanting to savor my victory. Did you know that they are going to execute the queen for treason? They just decided it in their meeting upstairs. Oh, and I almost forgot! Her sister is almost dead because of her magic! All of her greatest fears are coming true and you can do nothing to stop it, Jack Frost!" he gloated, only making Jack angrier. He ran forward towards the bars, clutching at them and trying to break free to get at Pitch. "Jack stop! It's pointless to try and break free from this prison." Elsa said, still not hearing Pitch's taunts.

Jack felt the cold surge through him again, making him shudder and collapse on the ground. He was still awake, but he felt so weak already. "You seem so confident, but I think you are forgetting something." Jack began, thinking back to their battle back home. There had been one key to defeating him, one that Pitch Black seemed to have forgotten. "You may have power and you may inspire fear in everyone, but you can be stopped. It wasn't the Guardians that defeated your nightmares, it was the children. Even if none of us are here to fight you, good will rise and fight against your fear." Jack claimed, holding on to hope. It was the one thing he had learned from the Guardians. He had to see the bright side of things and remember that not everything was lost.

Pitch Black seemed to back away after hearing Jack's words, looking unconcerned. "Bring all the children of this world if you want Jack, none of them will listen to you! They are already filled with my fear and will not listen to your ideas of fun, hope, and wonder." he proclaimed, walking out of the room and away from the prisoners. Elsa was staring at Jack with concern, unable to figure out what had just happened.

"We need the Guardians and fast. This world needs their help." Jack whispered, looking outside. It was morning, but he had no other option. Just because he couldn't see the moon didn't mean he couldn't ask it for help. "Manny, if you're listening, please send help. There is only so much I can do on my own." Elsa stared at him, wondering how to help Jack. He appeared to have gone crazy, talking to himself and now talking to the sky outside.

"Jack, are you okay?" Elsa asked, realizing that this might actually be normal for him. It wasn't like she had spoken to him much before. He might actually be insane, which would explain his inability to take anything seriously with her. Jack looked over at her, his brown eyes looking at hers. She was curious to know why his hair was changing back, but not his eyes. "Yes, sorry. Pitch was here and I let him get to me. I need to focus and control my fear. I can't let him win." Jack said, shaking his head.

Elsa was confused, not knowing who this Pitch was. She had never heard of him and she had definitely not seen anyone near the cells. Jack realized this and decided it was time to explain this to her. "Pitch Black has been an enemy of the Guardians for a long time. He likes to inspire fear in others by giving them nightmares or even just using his dark shadows to startle them. He has something planned for this world, something that I can't stop on my own. My friends, the other Guardians, might be able to help." he explained.

Elsa stared at him, realizing he was getting weaker. They were running out of time for him. She could tell that her magic had really hurt him, but she was powerless to fix anything. She wondered why she could destroy things so easily but struggled whenever she had to help others. It didn't seem fair in her mind, not when she wanted nothing more than to live a normal life.

Jack stared at her, knowing that she was once again feeling afraid and alone. He recognized that look on her face, the look of someone who felt like they had no purpose and no one to talk to in the world. He had felt that way himself, at least until he found his center. Even if he couldn't help her find her own center, he could try and bring some joy to her life. "Hey, Elsa, before hurting your sister, did you ever just use your magic to have fun?" he asked.

Elsa remembered back then, the happier times in her life. She did use her magic to play with her sister all the time. It was the one thing that could convince her to break the rules and sneak out at night to play. "Of course I did." she said, smiling to herself. Jack saw that smile and felt a small amount of hope for her. "Keep that feeling in mind, Elsa. Your magic doesn't have to be harmful, not if you don't want it to. If you are afraid of it, you'll let it control you. If you embrace it, you will control it and see the fun and joy it can bring you and your sister." he told her, wanting to bring her some joy. The guards would probably give her the news that Pitch had brought him. He wanted her to have something to focus on to keep her happy until the very end.

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