Well hello there, it's been a while. So to compensate, I present you with this 5, 600 word chapter. Took 8 hours to write people! Nearly went crazy haha. Remember to review! Definitely check out the song of the chapter. It's pretty powerful!
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Song of the Chapter: Make This Go On Forever – Snow Patrol
Chapter: Save Me
Jack pulled on Ellie's arm, tugging her through the portal. The scene stabilized around them, the swirls of the portal coming to a stop. Before them was a sight so familiar to Jack, he couldn't help the smile that crept on his lips. The frozen pond, which now held so much more meaning to him, spread out before them. Small flowers that dared to pop up in the still lingering snow dotted the greening grass, the thick ice of the pond slowly melting in the warming days.
This was his home.
"Where-where are we?" Ellie asked as she stuffed her hands under her armpits. Her fingers had gone completely white, her body wracking with violent shivers. In the depth of his revelation, Jack had failed to notice the state she was in. Humans normally didn't fare well in -30 degree temperatures of the Arctic. Only now did the severity of the extreme weather don on him.
"Jesus, Ellie. You're blue."
"Wha-what?" she stammered out.
Jack reached out a hand and ran his thumb lightly over her cheek. "Your lips are blue."
For once Jack's touch was the warmest thing Ellie had ever felt. "Ah, well, th-th-that's what you get for g-going to Antarctica without a j-jacket on."
"I did this to you," Jack said quietly, his blue eyes heavy with shame as he lowered his head.
Ellie snatched Jack's hand from her cheek and held on to it tightly. This action caught Jack completely off guard. The look Ellie gave him was so intense; he could almost feel her anger physically entering his body. "Don't you dare say that J-Jack. I chose to come get you because you n-needed someone. And I will fight hell before I deny you that." But Jack only hung his head lower "Hey!" Ellie shouted, snapping his head up fast. "You d-don't get to pity yourself. Y-you think you're the only one who's ever felt suicidal? Jesus, Jack, I don't have enough fingers to count all the-the times I thought about suicide. My l-life wasn't easy. I watched everyone I love leave me. I had n-no one. But I pulled through it. You had three hundred years of having no one. I-I think you're allowed to feel a little depressed. But you pulled through it. And th-that's saying something Jack. You are s-s-so strong, and there are people who love you. Don't deny yourself that!"
For the first time in a very, very long time, Jack remembered what it felt like to have someone care for him. It was by far the most incredible feeling he had ever felt in three hundred years. It was the feeling of warmth touching a part of him he had sealed off and left in the cold for centuries. "Thank you," he said very quietly, holding Ellie's gaze with such unfailing trust. It was the most genuine thing he had ever said.
"Any-anytime. Don't think I'd ever l-leave you behind." Ellie was now shivering so violently, she could barely get the words out. "I-I-I know you wanted to come here to defeat Pitch and all, and I th-think that's great, but you don't suppose we could go somewhere warm first? I-I can't feel, well... anything. Actually, it's like this awful numbness. R-really awful numbness," she rambled between chattering teeth.
Jack pulled his hand out from Ellie's and gently ran his thumb over her blue bottom lip, much like he had done before. It was incredibly tender, the concern in his eyes as he watched her shiver. Ellie for a moment forgot to breath. "There's a work shed by the pond. They built it a couple years ago. I think that's where they do maintenance in the summer; lawn mowers and the like. I'm pretty sure there's a small room heater in there too."
"P-Perfect."
Jack gently pulled Ellie towards the shed located in between some cedar trees near the pond. It was small, wooden, and packed full of gardening supplies, tools, and as promised, a small heater. Jack plugged it into an outlet, turning the heat on to full blast. He situated them in the left back corner, utilizing utility buckets as makeshift chairs. The shed was cozy in a strange way. All the tools and gardening supplies felt like a barricade, blocking them from the evils of the world and offering them a moment of solitude. Ellie held out each hand to the small heater, grimacing as the feeling returned to each digit. The two kept quiet for awhile, enjoying the need to not say anything. It was comfortable.
"So how did you find me?"Jack finally pepped up, breaking the silence.
Ellie had now taken off her shoes and was defrosting her toes. "I actually had no idea where you were. I just told the globe 'Jack Frost' and luckily it brought me to you. You really couldn't have picked a slightly warmer place to be alone in?"
Jack frowned slightly to himself. "I thought 'where could I go that no one would follow?' "
"Well that didn't work out to well for you, now did it?" Ellie said as she, finally satisfied with the feeling back in her toes, put her shoes on.
Jack's mouth pulled up at the corners. "No, it didn't."
Ellie, finally finished with tying her shoes, looked up at Jack."I suppose the others are probably wondering where we are," Ellie said with a small smile echoing that of Jack's. "You going to tell me what this master of plan of yours is?"
Jack leaned forward, propelled by the sudden need to be closer to her. He resisted the urge to tuck a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "I suppose you'd want to know." He was using humour, which was probably terribly inappropriate for their current situation, but it felt so good and he couldn't resist. The look on Ellie's face as he teased her was incredibly provoking.
"Well... yeah," Ellie stated obviously.
"And I suppose I should tell you. Especially after all that we've been through," he egged on, appreciating the fact that he was alone with her in the very small shed, the only light coming from a two windows on either side of the shed and the glow of the heater.
Ellie raised one eyebrow. "Yeah, I suppose you should."
"But..." he stalled. When would he get the chance to be this close to her again? To feel her heat mixing with his cold. To know that all her attention and only her attention was complete focused on him.
"But what? No but! Why is there a but?" Ellie complained.
"But, especially after everything we've been through," Jack said, his tone becoming incredibly more serious, "there's something I want to do first."
Ellie huffed out in frustration, about to complain once more when Jack closed the space between them. His right hand reached the side of her face as his mouth gently met hers. It was incredibly tender and managed to leave Ellie completely wordless for once. For the first moment Ellie seemed caught off guard. She held perfectly still in shock before finally giving in and returning the kiss.
Jack himself was surprised when she kissed back. All that had been running through his head prior to his bold move was the need to be as close to her as possible. He hadn't even considered whether or not she would return the sentiment.
This feeling though, the feeling of not only being close to someone in trust but physical touching them in an intimate gesture was beyond words. Ellie's touch seemed to burn his skin with fire, a heat so extraordinary he could only beg for more. The sensation was electrifying as he deepened the kiss. In truth he had only ever kissed one girl before and that was over three centuries ago. But instincts drove him on and it felt so incredibly right to be here with her. Inspired by all the couples he had seen kiss in parks for three hundred years, Jack moved his kiss away from Ellie's lips and trailed down her neck. Ellie sucked in a deep breath of shock at the new sensation before arching her neck for better access. Jack felt like he was on fire as he came back to her lips, connecting them once more. Ellie responded with equal vigor as she ran a hand through his hair, lightly touching the back of his neck and driving him overboard.
Through all the battles they had fought, all the arguments and turmoil's they have been though, this one moment wiped them clean. Jack now had a purpose and it was to be here, to protect the ones he loved. Ellie was his charge as she had saved him and now it was his turn to protect her. "You saved me," he whispered, breaking apart their kiss, although their foreheads rested together.
Ellie held up her hands and gently held Jack's face between them, lifted his head up to stare into his eyes. Her own brown ones full of desire and satisfaction. "Don't get all cheesy on me," she joked, her breath heavy from the kiss. "But you know I'd never leave you to your own self-destruction." She kissed his lips again quickly before drawing back. "We can't both be self-destructive. One of us has to be there for the other otherwise we'd both be a mess."
It was Jack's turn to give Ellie a quick, teasing kiss. "And now it's my turn to fix things." Jack groaned in pleasure as Ellie refused to give up him so easily, pulling him back down to continue where they had left off. Coming up for air after another string of kissing, Jack pulled back to speak. "I think now I should tell you what my plan is."
"And what's that?" Ellie mumbled.
Jack traced his fingers lightly across her collarbone. "What's the one thing Pitch can't do?"
Ellie shook her head. "I don't know, he seems pretty powerful to me."
"He can't fight those who don't believe in him. He can't touch the children who have absolute faith in the Guardians," Jack said with growing enthusiasm. "That's how we defeat him. With the children of the world. All we need are those kids."
Ellie frowned, finding a flaw in his plan. "But Jack, how do you expect to gather at the children of the world to fight him. That's a little absurd and it puts the children in danger."
Jack gave Ellie one last kiss. "But Pitch can't hurt them if they're strong enough in their belief. And right now I only need one."
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Jack led a very flustered Ellie out of the shed. If it was even possible, Jack's hair was messier than before, a result of their alone time together in the shed. But that mattered little to Jack. Ellie was his purpose, and of course the children of the world. They were important too. So now he had a job to do, and it wasn't going to be easy.
"So you understand the plan?" he asked as he turned around to face Ellie, the two now standing by Jack's beloved pond.
"Yes. You go gather the children of the world, or at least only a few of them. You make them believe again after they've lost faith, and destroy Pitch to a bloody pulp with it. Or at least just leave him dead, because kids shouldn't witness someone being beaten to a bloody pulp. Meanwhile, as you're gathering the children, I'll return to the North Pole, round up the Guardians and meet you at the pond to take down Pitch."
"Good then. I'll see you in a bit," Jack said, more than impressed at how Ellie could say all that in just one breath. Ellie nodded as she pulled out the last of the snow globes Santa had given her for transportation. Jack resisted the urge to grab her by the arm and pull her into him once more, but there were things to do now that were bigger than them.
Before he had to watch her leave, Jack took off into the night sky, moving the winds to take him to his destination. He smiled like a fool the entire time as he soared over the quiet town, finally landing just outside the house of a very important person. The one who would help them defeat Pitch. In this his very particular house, a simple one no doubt, lived a boy named Jamie. Jack had been keeping a particular eye on this very boy, almost like a guardian himself. It was because Jamie had an immense amount of belief in the Guardians. His faith never wavered despite the other children's growing lack of faith; all due to Pitch of course. But Jamie wouldn't fail him; it was only a matter of getting him to help despite the fact that he couldn't see Jack.
Propelling the winds to take Jack up to the boy's bedroom window, he was luckily surprised to see Jamie awake. The boy with chestnut hair and large brown eyes was perched on his knees, clad in pajamas, and looking quite concerned at a stuffed bunny slouched on the bed covers in front of him.
"Okay, look. You and I are obviously at what they call a crossroad. So here's what's going to happen. If it wasn't a dream and if you are real, then you have to prove it. Like right now." Jamie paused for a moment, his eyes wide with plead. "I've believed in you for a long time okay. Like my whole life in fact. You kind of owe me now. You don't have to do much. Just a little sign so I know. Anything, anything at all!" Jamie waited anxiously for his sign. But the bunny remained motionless. With a disappointed sigh, he tossed the bunny aside and off the bed. "I knew it." Jack lowered his eyes in sadness. It was heartbreaking to see a boy so small and once filled with so much hope lose it so fast.
In attempt to ease Jamie's disappointment, Jack tapped the window lightly with his finger. A swirl of frost danced across the glass, catching Jamie's attention. The boy's eyes widened in shock. He looked quickly back at the bunny on the floor before returning to the window as Jack traced an Easter egg into the frost. "It's real," he breathed as Jack moved on to drawing a rabbit next. With deep concentration, Jack pulled the frost from the glass, shaping it into a 3D form of a bunny. The bunny zoomed around the room, tracing circles around Jamie. The boy laughed with excitement, unable to form his joy into words. The sight was so welcoming to Jack, he was soon laughing along with him.
Bounding to the top of the room, the rabbit burst into snowflakes, gently falling to the bed below. "Whoa! Snow?" Jamie cried aloud, reaching his arm out to feel the new phenomena. A single flake touched down on his nose followed by two simple words. "Jack Frost."
Jack, who had now come fully into the room, stopped in his tracks. He wasn't sure if he had heard right. "Did he just say-?"
"Jack Frost?" Jamie said again, this time louder.
Jack sucked in a breath of disbelief."He said it again. He said- you said my name!" Jack breathed quietly, moving closer to the bed as Jamie turned around in his direction.
"Jack Frost!" Jamie said with utter certainty and yet disbelief. His eyes were as wide as saucers.
"That's right! Bu-but that's me, Jack Frost! That's my name! You said my name!" Jack was absolutely astounded. The first child to say his name in 300 years in actual recognition of him. He couldn't help himself at being recognized, it was incredibly thrilling and relieving. Jamie's mouth had fallen wide, his eyes not leaving the spot where Jack was standing. Then a thought occurred to Jack. "C-can you hear me?" Jamie nodded slowly. "Can-can you, can you see me?" he stuttered in disbelief. Jamie nodded once again. "He sees me!" Jack shouted in triumph. "He-he sees me!" Jack let out an incredulous laugh. He jumped off the floor, somersaulting in the air and bounding from spot to spot in his excitement. Never had he had a more joyous day in his very long life.
Jamie leaped up onto his knees, joining in on the excitement. "You just made it snow!" he yelled with astonishment.
Jack's smile had never been wider. "I know!"
"In my room!" Jamie yelled with even more astonishment.
"I know!" Jack yelled back again, giddy.
"You're real?"
Jack nearly had to contain his excitement to get his words out. "Yeah! Who do you think brings you all those blizzards and snow days?"
"That's you?"
"Yeah!"
"Cool!" Jamie shouted, hanging on to every single word Jack was saying. "And what about the Easter Bunny? And the Tooth Fairy? And what about-?"
"Real, real, real! Every one of us is real!" Jack said with so much conviction, he nearly cried at being able to express himself to a child who could see him.
"I knew it!" Jamie shouted but was immediately cut off by a call from someone in the hall. In all his excitement and shouting, he had disturbed the rest of the household.
"Jamie, who are you talking too?" his mother's voice rang from outside his door.
The boy's eyes grew wide at being caught before looking at Jack who reassured him with a nod. "Uh... Jack Frost? "he tried with a nervous grin.
His mother's laugh echoed through the doors at what she assumed was a childish game. "Okay," she said before her footsteps faded down the hallway. Jamie let out an incredulous laugh shared with Jack.
Now that Jack had not only proven his but the rest of the Guardians existence, there was business to attend to. He needed Jamie's belief more than ever. Jack moved to the side of the bed and crouched down, holding on to the bed post for balance. Jamie's full attention was on Jack, never leaving him for a moment. It was one of the greatest feelings in the world. "Jamie, I need your help," he said with earnest.
"Of course!" Jamie shouted, giddy at the thought of helping Jack Frost. "Anything!"
Jack laughed lightly at the boys enthusiasm. "There's something I need you to do. I need you to help me restore belief in more kids. Can you do that for me?"
Jamie's eyes - if it was possible - grew even larger. "Definitely!"
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With the back of Jamie's jacket firmly clutched in Jack's hand, the two leaped from the bedroom window and soared safely through the night air towards one of Jamie's friends. Jamie laughed with joy as the night wind rushed past his face, a sight any bystander would question their sanity if they saw. He spread his arms wide, feeling like a bird as they soared over the streets below.
"This one!" he shouted to Jack, pointing to a small, white, two story house below them. Jack lowered him and Jamie until they were eye level with one of the top floor windows. Inside was a small bedroom covered in soccer posters and jerseys. A young black boy with an unruly afro slept peacefully in the bed. Without any pretenses for being respectful of someone else's sleep, Jamie banged loudly on the window, violently pulling the kid out of his dreams.
"What the-?" the kid yelled, throwing his covers off in alarm. Jack mentally slapped himself for allowing Jamie to be so loud.
"Dude!" Jamie called out, tapping the window again and earning himself the most incredulous look from his friend.
Said dude flew out of his bed and to the window so fast, Jack was sure he'd never seen a kid move like that before. "Jamie? How are you doing that?" Obviously he couldn't see Jack.
"You'll never believe what happened to me!" Jamie shouted as 'Dude' opened the window. "It's Jack Frost!" Jamie nearly slipped from Jack's grip as he was moving so vigorously in all his excitement. "He's real! He's really real!"
Dude's mouth hung open for a second more before he jumped back startled. He squinted his eyes twice before a look of suspicion crossed his face. "Jamie, I don't know how or why, but now there's a random dude floating above you! And he's got really white hair."
"It's him! It's Jack Frost!" Jamie squealed, pointing enthusiastically above him.
This time it was of Jack's own accord for nearly dropping Jamie. "He can see me too?" he said with growing excitement. How his odds were changing for the best! Two kids could see him, two kids in one day! There was never a better feeling. Well, except when he was with Ellie.
"This is trippy, but I'm going to accept it," Dude said, nodding to himself for reassurance.
"Look dude, you've gotta help us! We have to get as many friends as we can! Like now!" Jamie said growing serious. "The whole world depends on it!" By now, Jack's arms were getting tired. Pretty soon Jamie was going to slip one way or another.
Dude furrowed his eyebrows in debate, then turned around, raced for his jacket hooked on his bedroom door, grabbed it and ran out of his room so fast, he was outside in seconds. "I'm in!" he called up to Jamie and Jack. In relief, Jack lowered himself and Jamie down. Once Jamie's feet were firmly planted on the ground, Jack shook his arms out vigorously.
"I think this just may work," Jack said as he stretched out his limbs. Dude stared open mouthed at Jack for a moment, only stopping when Jamie shook him out of it.
"Come on Tony, that's not cool," Jamie mumbled as he elbowed Dude- or Tony in the ribs. Jack however couldn't get enough of it.
"That's alright. I don't mind," Jack said, opening up his arms as if he were some great announcer at a circus. "I've been waiting for this for a very long time. So I don't mind at all."
Jamie smiled at Jack as Tony continued to stare. "Then we should get to Sara's house. She'll definitely help us!"
For the next half hour, Jack and Jamie rounded up as many friends as they could. They were six kids strong and heading down the street to find anyone else who could offer assistance when a loud banging noise echoed through the night air. In a moment of fear, Jack ordered the kids, who could now all see him, thank his lucky stars, to get behind him. "Get back!" he yelled, taking a fighting stance with his staff held out in defense. The sound grew louder, the children huddling closer together as it grew closer. But Jack would protect them with his life.
With one final clang, a large red object bounded around the corner of a street adjacent to them. In a moment all of Jack's worries vanished as Santa's sleigh skidded to a stop in front of them. A collective "oooooh" came from the children as their curiosity took over fear. Jack nearly laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.
From out of the sleigh popped Santa's head. "Jack? Oh Jack. It's so good to see you!" the big man bellowed in his thick accent. "We didn't know where you were!"
All the children had now dispersed, each one going in their own direction to inspect the sleigh or to stare at Santa. Out from behind Santa popped Tooth. Although this Tooth was a very different Tooth from the one Jack had last seen. She looked tired and weak and for once her feet were planted firmly on the ground.
Santa pushed himself out of the sleigh, relying heavily on his favourite sword for a cane. It appeared even he had taken a beating.
Jack said as he rushed to Santa's aid. "What happened?"
Santa who was now distracted by the six kids crowding around him, all asking different questions, had a sad smile on his face. "Oh Jack, you found kids who believe!"
Tooth had tears running down her petite features as one of the girls asked to touch her feathers. "Can you see me?" she asked weakly, and the girl with long pigtails nodded her head vigorously. "She can see me! Oh that's wonderful!" Tooth wrapped her tiny arms around the now speechless girl, enveloping her in a bear hug. "They haven't lost faith in us! How did you do it Jack? How can they see you too?"
But Jack held up his hands to stop the questions coming. "Wait, hold on. Firstly, what happened to you guys?"
Santa sighed heavily. "When all the children stopped believing in us, we lost our strength and power to defend them." All the children around them shouted out together how they would never stop believing. Jamie was particularly the loudest.
"But I never stopped believing!" he shouted, running up to Santa. "I always believed!" His large eyes pleaded for Santa to believe his words.
Santa gave him a warm smile, and slowly crouched down to his level, exhausted with the movement. "And you child, are the reason we are still here at all." Jamie's face broke into a toothy grin as Santa patted him kindly on the shoulder. Tooth, who had released the girl in pigtails, was trying very hard not to cry again.
"Hold on a sec," Jack said, peering over Santa's shoulder and into the sleigh. "Where's Bunnymund?"
At this Santa gave an awkward laugh and held up his hands innocently. "Well, you could say he's having to deal with a tiny problem."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a loud "Hey!" called out from the sleigh. "It's a temporary problem," Bunnymund argued, hoping out of the sleigh. Only his voice didn't come out of a powerful, six foot three rabbit but a small, fluffy, bunny. A collective "aw" came from the group of kids, all of them rushing to pet the fluffy animal who's mood didn't improve with it. Jack had to retain himself from laughing at Bunnymund's 'temporary problem'. "Alright, alright. Back off," Bunnymund said, giving each child a good glare. "Not like you've never seen a bunny before."
"See what I say? A tiny problem," Santa said, laughing at Bunnymund's expense. "But Jack, where is Ellie?"
Jack narrowed his eyes at big man, his words raising a red flag. "What do you mean 'where is Ellie?' Isn't she with you?"
Alarm spread through Jack's body as Santa said, "No. She never came back when she left. We assumed she would be here with you."
Tooth gripped Santa's arm in fear. "She's not with you Jack, is she?"
Everyone had turned their attention to him now. "No. The last time I saw her, she was portalling back to the North Pole."
Tooth shook her head at Jack's words, her face an open display of dismay. "We didn't get any portals Jack. Are you sure you saw her go though?"
A terrible sinking feeling dropped in his stomach. "No, I didn't."
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Ellie watched as Jack soared into the sky, a blush creeping on to her face despite the cold night air. It was a wondrous feeling, to share such a intimate feeling with someone. And it felt even better to be wanted. For once someone had come to her, someone who wanted to protect her and wouldn't leave her. And who would have thought that someone would be the winter spirit Jack Frost. It was such a ridiculous notion Ellie had to laugh to herself.
And his touch. It was like a thousand volts of cold electricity bursting through her body.
Ellie lightly traced her bottom lip where Jack had done earlier. It seemed the two, an unlikely pair, completed each other. Like two jagged pieces that fit together perfectly. Ellie smiled even harder. Now she was just being cheesy, and it felt ridiculously good. Gripping the snow globe firmly in her hand, Ellie was about throw it to return to the North Pole to retrieve the others. But a voice stopped her.
"Oh Ellie, you've been a very bad girl."
Ellie turned around sharply to watch Pitch -in his typical fashion- step out from behind the shadows of a large tree. He was blocking the pathway that lead out to the city streets, cornering her into the pond. Ellie tensed immediately, regretting her lack of a bow and arrows. She looked quickly up into the night sky, mentally bidding Jack to come back for her.
"You weren't supposed to bring him back," Pitch said in a whiny voice, imitating a child. "And now you'll have to pay for it." His tone was almost bored now, as if what he was saying should have been obvious. Ellie gripped the snow globe tightly, ready to throw it behind her and make a quick escape when something pushed her down hard from behind. The snow globe rolled out of her hand, tumbling its way towards Pitch. He stopped it with his foot before it could roll away. "Naughty, naughty. You weren't thinking of escaping, now were you?" Stepping hard on the globe, the glass broke, taking any chances of escape with it. The figure of a black horse trotted out from behind Ellie, the culprit who had pushed her down with its nose. "That's my girl," Pitch said as the horse came up beside him. "You weren't going to let the bitch get away from daddy, now were you?" he crooned.
Ellie pushed herself up from the ground, thinking hard of how to get away, running all escape routes through her mind. "You can't win," she spat out weakly, stalling.
Pitch turned his attention away from the horse. "Oh my dear, I'm already halfway there. I'm just working on the problem of snuffing out all those bloody kids who still believe in the Guardians. Once they're gone, the Guardians will lose all their power. Completely defenceless and everything mine for the taking. I believe there's only one or two more children left and they're both in this very town! It was just luck you happened to be here. But I might as well kill two birds with one stone. It's always better to tie up loose ends when you can. And really, I should have dealt with you a long time ago. You and that bleeding Jack Frost of course. But you did make for a very fun game my dear. Unfortunately, this game needs to end." Pitch began advancing on Ellie, driving her backwards and on to the frozen pond.
Ellie was panicking now. There was nowhere to run, Pitch and his horse could move ten times faster than she ever could. Her only options now were either to get help or defend herself. Neither of them was looking very good. In a voice as loud as she could, Ellie called out. "JACK! JACK! COME BACK!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Pitch let out a retched laugh, finding her pleading hysterical. "Oh Ellie, Jack's a little busy right now, but can I take a message for you? I'll be sure to pass it on to him when I see him next."
Now back fully on the ice, Ellie called out Jack's name once more. "JACK!" But only the night air greeted her cries.
"It's a bit poetic, isn't it? You die here where the great Jack Frost died himself! I'll be sure to let him know you pleaded for him, begged for him to come save you, and he wasn't even there. That'll sure break him, won't it? He's alone again, you die alone yourself. The world is rid of two worthless souls. How beautiful it will be, the look on his face when he sees your dead body," Pitch snapped, stepping onto the ice in pursuit of Ellie.
She had one option left, self defense. She had no arrows, no weapons, absolutely nothing to protect herself with but she wouldn't go down without fighting for her last breath. She had been through too much to give up now. "You are poison to everything you touch. The Guardians will find a way to defeat you and you will have nothing, be nothing!" Ellie shouted. Pitch laughed again, getting a kick out of her desperate words. Concentrating hard, Ellie willed the green energy she had used before to appear now. But nothing came and she was running out of time. Giving up on the energy, Ellie took a fighting stance. "You will not break me."
Pitch tsked at her fight for survival. "My dear, you don't get a choice." Reaching into his long black robes, Pitch pulled out something long and slender. Sweat was starting to drip down Ellie's forehead as Pitch held out the long object. "You recognize this?" he asked, running his skeletal fingers along it. "It's the bow you first shot at one of my horses with. That was very rude of you. So, I decided to return the favour." Before Ellie could comprehend what he meant, Pitch waved his left hand in the air. Black dust rose out from his hand, forming into a slender back bow. "Fear Ellie, will always win. And it will be the last thing you ever feel."
Knocking the bow swiftly, Pitch let the arrow loose, the sound of a loud snap filling the air as the arrow hurdled its way towards Ellie. Before she had a chance to move, to bring herself to safety, the bow found its mark. It plunged deep into her right abdomen, sharp and violent. The pain was instant as she slid to her knees. She looked up slowly at Pitch who gave a small, satisfied smiled and vanished into the night, leaving her alone and broken on the ice.
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Oooooh cliff hanger!
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