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Before us was a dark and mysterious figure with eyes gold, much like an eclipse. It was Pitch. It was my first time seeing him in person. So was Elsa's. We got the chills when he showed up.

"Ah. Nicky, Tooth, and Sandy. What a pleasant surprise." He said as he crept through the shadows.

"Pitch." Santa said as he drew his swords. "Sandy. Tooth. Get ready."

"And who're these two young people with you? I recognize only one. Jack Frost." He said as he pointed to me.

Elsa stepped up. She spoke to Pitch.

"Why did you take over Arendelle?" She asked directly.

Pitch looked at her form head to toe. He looked at her with a trace of confusion on his face. Then, it hit him.

"AH. Queen Elsa of Arendelle. I've heard promising stories about you." He said as she went to Elsa and brushed her hair, smelled it, and touched her skin with his pale gray hands

I went to him, pushed him away, and held his hand back. I was irritated. I wanted to punch him. But Santa told me not to do anything stupid before.

"Don't you dare touch her." I said as I pointed my staff at him. I was never good in following orders.

Santa tired to stop me, but Tooth said it was too late. It was. . He was shocked that I would do something like that. Well, everyone was. They thought I was all about fun and games. Actually, I was (and still am). Pitch just pissed me off when he touched Elsa like that. He didn't listen to me. He turned into a shadow and popped up behind Elsa. He grabbed her.

"And for the rest of you… GUARDS!" He called.

One of the palace guards came with back-up, two giant snowmen. It was Sigmund, the guard that came when the Duke of Weaseltown (?) came barging in.

"Sigmund? Why are you…?"

"He can't hear you. All he can hear now is the sound of my orders, my nightmares." He said as he drew black sand out of his sleeves. "See these? This is how I control people. I USE MY NIGHTMARES."

We were all silent. Well, except for Elsa.

"Let.. me.. GO!" She said as she let her power burst through her hand. Pitch had to let go. His sand and himself, too, was being frozen."

I saw it, his weakness. Even though he was a cold figure, the cold was still his mortal enemy. He couldn't take too much cold. That's why he had to let go!

"Santa, leave this to me. I got this. Take on the snowmen." I said kindly.

"That's Pitch, Jack. You know—"

"Pretty much." I said, smiling.

They did what a child said. They had to. They knew I knew what I was doing. I charged to Pitch and froze his hands. I got Elsa. He got mad. He flipped. He called forth five more of his giant black snowmen. We couldn't take them all on, including him and Sigmund. We had to retreat. We ran. I grabbed Elsa and Anna, put them on Santa's sleigh and not so long after, Santa was with us to fly the thing. We thought everything was okay when suddenly a giant snowball hurled by one of the snowmen hit the sleigh and caused it to crash.

"What're we gonna do now?" Santa said.

Then, I saw a large piece of his sleigh that was big enough to carry three people.

"Guys. Find two more of those. I got an idea." I said.

"What makes you think we're going to follow you again?" Santa said, pissed by his broken sleigh.

I had to turn his smile upside down. I didn't really know how I did it but when I blow snowflakes onto people's face, and shatter them, they turn jolly and fun loving. So, I did that to Santa. We had two more large pieces in no time and then..

"We're gonna have a little fun. Everyone, hop on. Three people per piece." I said as I blew snowflakes on each and every one of them. That never fails. Elsa held on to me tight and Anna held on to her. We were sliding down the mountains of snow they made, next thing I knew. The snowmen, after some time of sliding, gave up on chasing us and went back.

"Glad that's over with." I said.

"That was amazing, I have to admit, Jack." Nicholas said as he patted my back.

Sandman did the same. Elsa hugged me and Anna hugged Kristoff. They were thankful they were safe, we were safe. Her hug was sooooo warm.

"Thanks, Jack." She said.

Santa turned to us and then said:

"Don't thank anyone yet. This is far from over, Your Highness."

Happy Valentine's Day, peeps. This is completely out of the story's topic. XD Oh well. I hope you guys liked that. See you around. Mian, out. :D