A/N: Thank you guys for the reviews! I feel much more secure about this story and its direction! I am going to try really hard to lengthen chapters, however, I normally write short stories, so I am extremely proud I have been able to write a multi-chapter story! Anyway, I do have a plot written out and although it goes through slight alterations as I write, I think it is pretty solid! It will probably get kind of confusing concerning Jack and his story from here, but please stay with me. It will all be revealed in due time and will hopefully be tied up in a nice pretty bow! Again, thank you so much for the support! P.S. Sorry for the cursing in this chapter. You've been warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or any other aspect taken from the movies. They belong to their respective owners.
Chapter 3
Hans
The ballroom doors slammed and before Hans could completely process the events of tonight and form a plan of action, he was running after those damned pirates and his beautiful beloved. He got to the doors and pulled on them, however, they were too heavy. He pried and pried, mentally begging for the strength to open them. He spun around, beginning to wonder why no assistance was being given to him. He was shocked to witness the lack of commotion amongst the guests. Hans was not sure what exactly he expected to see, but it was certainly not this. Every single person was frozen in their position, a stunned expression had befallen every face. This enraged the dashing prince, who, overcome by a fit of intense rage, began screaming and cursing. "Are you worthless asshats just going to stand there? Do something! Help me open this door! Move your goddamn feet!" His demanding screams became pleas that were met with panic. Everyone began yelling and screaming in fear. "The princess!" they began shouting as they pieced together what had happened. Finally, the king spoke up. "My loyal subjects, we must band together to regain my daughter. Please, for my sake, help Prince Hans. Follow his leadership to the ends of the earth until my dearest Elsa is home and safe." At this, young and old men alike began to help the red haired man pry open the door. As soon as there was an opening large enough, Hans slipped through and began running down the hallways. Empty. Every single hallway was empty. Hans immediately ran to the exit. He scanned the grounds. The pirates, and more importantly, Elsa, were nowhere to be found.
Elsa
"Ooh, he likes 'em feisty." Elsa spat at the man holding her. He sneered at her, then fired a loud shot at the ceiling. Next, his partner grabbed her other arm and she was dragged out of the ballroom. As soon as she was out, she was met by the faces of at least a dozen more scoundrels. This terrified her. She looked between her captors, finally getting a clear image of them. One was a very large man, fifty by the look of him, who wore a loose, white cotton shirt, as well as black pants, shiny black boots, and a red bandanna over his head with a matching red sash tied around his waist. He had tattoos climbing his arms and an unkempt beard and mustache. Elsa couldn't help but see a twinkle in his eyes. The other was a young man, who looked to be about twenty-three. He had thick dark hair and a goatee. He wore a blue vest over a white shirt with tan pants and dark brown boots. Elsa had to admit, this man was handsome. Stop that, Elsa. You are engaged to be married, she mentally slapped herself.
The larger man suddenly and effortlessly scooped the young woman up and began to run. Elsa, startled, let out a blood-curdling scream and began aimlessly kicking. She was set down, but before she could move, she felt a large hand grasp her arm. She turned to see the tattooed arm of the large man with twinkling eyes. "Please," she looked into them with her own deep blue orbs, "let go of me." He gave a slight look of sympathy and said, "I'm terribly sorry, but this is for your own benefit." Right in that instant, Elsa felt a sharp pain in her head and plummeted into a dark abyss.
Jack
The seas were calm tonight as the Guardian was docked in the harbors of England. Jack sat in his quarters on his most comfortable chair at his large mahogany desk. It was a gift from North. Jack told himself he didn't need it, but North had insisted. "When we save enough for a ship, you're going to wish you had a beautiful desk to chart your routes." Two days later, North came home with the most beautiful one of all. Jack was thankful, as it provided him with a place to store his possessions. Although they were few, Jack treasured them; his mother's locket, containing a picture of himself, his sister, and his mother, a dagger that Jack was told belonged to his father, a letter written by Sophia, the only one she had ever sent, and a collection of sketchbooks. He reached into the drawer and grabbed a book, opening it to a blank page. He took out a set of pencils and began to draw. As the lines on the page began to take shape, Jack sighed. "Hello, Snowflake." After about an hour, he had her entire face drawn. Her big beautiful doe eyes looked like they could tell a thousand stories and her full, delicate lips could whisper just as many pretty words. He took out another set of pencils, these filled with vibrant colors. As always, Jack began to add depth to the eyes. His routine of five shades of blue, ranging from navy to baby. Next, he painted those beautiful lips pink, with a hint of scarlet. Now, he tackled her hair. He shaded the luscious locks that cascaded down her shoulders platinum blonde. Jack lightly added color to her skin, careful to leave her porcelain pale. He finished and peered at the portrait. "What is she missing," he spoke aloud. He instinctively grabbed a pencil and moved his hand toward her neck. He drew a simple chain, sitting perfectly on her neck. In the middle of the chain, he drew a small diamond snowflake pendant, perched atop her frail collarbone. He scooted his chair back and stared at the young woman he drew. Soon, he became so engulfed in his thoughts, he didn't even notice the ship steer out of port.
"Captain! Come to the main deck! Quickly!" Jack was immediately pulled from his thoughts. He jumped up, put on his coat and hat, sheathed his cutlass, and headed above deck. He was met by the darkness of night and the black hue of the open sea. Soon, He came across a frantic Hiccup. "Jack! They got her! She is aboard the Guardian!" The pair began to run to the crew, who were gathered in a circle by the ship's mast. Jack and Hiccup shoved their way through the chaos. "Alright! Everyone at attention!" Jack shouted, obviously annoyed at the crew's behavior. A path was made for Hiccup and himself, and Jack approached a struggling figure. She froze when she heard his footsteps near her. The woman looked up at Jack, who stopped cold in his tracks. He was captivated by her beautiful features. He looked into her doe eyes and nearly fainted. He would recognize those eyes anywhere.
