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Chapter 9

Jack's hand pressed against the trees as he walked into the woods, he could barely stand up without help, let alone move. He has been walking for about an hour or so, because he couldn't muster the strength to fly as he usually did.

This is pathetic. Yeah right, I'm going to fight Pitch and Elsa's going to have tropical powers.

He closed his eyes for a while. What makes me think I can do this?

"For Elsa." He forced the words to come out through his clenched teeth. It was the only way it could seem real.

He stumbled along to the heart of the forest. Sure enough, there was the same bed post there with the hole below it. Pitch's lair.

He went over and dived in, well, more of fell inside by accident.

He landed on his butt at the bottom of the hole, his body aching and screaming for rest. He felt the walls and walked quietly along the small path, in search of Pitch.

Suddenly, he heard something.

He stopped dead in his tracks, that was Elsa's voice.

He heard her gasp. Pitch walked away snickering.

He frowned as he leaned against the wall. Now what was that? After he felt it was safe, he craned his neck to check whether the coast was clear and walked out towards Elsa.

"Elsa." He whispered.

She immediately swung around, staring straight into his eyes. They were full of hope, but then was replaced by an expression he couldn't name. She had a determined look and turned her back to him.

"Elsa, what's wrong?" He sat down beside her and looked at her in concern. He kept pestering her until she looked him straight in the eyes. "You're not real." She said neutrally. "That's it." She got up and turned to leave.

Trying to stop believing in him was probably the hardest thing to do, ever. She believed in him all her life, it has become a habit, a promise, her strongest hope, it was very hard to just wipe out all those memories at once, near impossible.

But you must, Elsa. She hugged her elbows to her chest and got up to leave. She caught a glimpse of Jack's bewildered, disappointed expression. She couldn't take it anymore, she looked away and ran.

He gripped on to her wrist and pulled her back. He ran his thumbs along her cheeks with his cool hands and pulled her nearer. She felt his cool breath against her skin as he leaned in and closed the gap.

Their lips met. Elsa was so shocked she nearly forgot to kiss him back. She felt a shudder run through her spine as they kissed. His lips were cool and comfortable against hers. He broke it in an instant.

"Elsa, I…" He ran his fingers through her platinum blonde hair behind her ears. "I don't know what Pitch told you, but I just want you to know, if you do choose to stop believing," His voice cracked a little on the words 'stop believing', "that they're many people out here who still love you for who you are," She could see he was fighting back tears now. "Believe me when I say, that I love you just the way you are. All you have to do, is just believe, Elsa. Believe in yourself, believe in those who love you. Is all this worth losing to you?". His voice got smaller and smaller until it was barely audible at the end. He looked at her for a while with both hope and despair in his eyes before removing his hands from her face and pulling his hoodie back on as he walked away.

She felt totally broken and confused inside.

She leaned against the wall for support, her knees felt weak.

Her head was spinning a thousand miles an hour with all the thoughts in her head. A sudden thought made her feel warm and secure inside.

Jack loves me.

Her peace of mind was immediately interrupted again when confusion spread through her head like a drop of ink onto white cloth.

Believe, he told her.

Jack would never lie to her, that was one thing she was certain of, so was Pitch manipulating her all along? She shut her eyes tight and ran her hands through her hair in frustration. She had to decide, she had to decide…

Out of nowhere she heard a loud smack against the cold walls drawing her back to reality. She felt a small stirring of curiosity in her chest as she followed the direction of the sound. Could it be Jack?

I hope he's okay…

She felt along the walls as she desperately tried to stay quiet in her high heels. After a while she got fed up and removed them so she wouldn't make a sound.

She heard Jack groan.

And Pitch laughed.

Worry flooded her soul as she just hitched up her skirt and bounded after the general direction of the sound. She sprinted down what seemed like an endless hallway in total darkness. Out of breath, she stopped and gripped the wall for support as she regained strength. There he was.

She gasped and ran over to Jack. He was lying down on the cold stone floor struggling to breathe. He was very, very pale and weak. His eyes fluttered open for a second and closed shut again. Pitch was nowhere to be seen.

She knelt down and cradled his head in her arms. Tears were flowing down her pale cheeks uncontrollably. She pulled him close and hugged him tight.

"Don't leave me, Jack!" She stroked his face, lifeless as could be.

Was he dead?

She shook her head hard as if that would help in any way. Her tears falling onto his vacant face. She shook his shoulder. "Jack! Jack wake up…" She started sobbing uncontrollably until her whole body started trembling.

"There you are…" Pitch materialized from the darkness and smiled in glee.

She glared at him.

"What did you do!" Her voice came out loud and angry.

"Oh, nothing…" Pitch smiled cruelly as if he couldn't care less.

Elsa felt anger coursing through her veins. No one hurts her loved ones and gets away just like that.

She raised her palms and aimed them directly at Pitch.

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