Author's note: *eyes glued to computer screen*….. "Must. continue. story."

Jack's POV:

I looked into my sister's eyes, so full of fear. I wanted to just grab her and hug her close, saying everything would be all right. I wanted to comfort her but the cracking ice stood like a barrier between us. Her eyes began to water as she silently pleaded for help.

"Jack, I'm scared." She cried.

"I know, I know, but don't look down. Just look at me. Your going-your going to be fine."

"No we're not!"

"Would I trick you?"

"Yes; you always play tricks!" She shouted.

"Okay, okay well-well not this time," I forced a laugh. "I promise, you're going to be fine. You have to believe in me"

She visibly relaxed and let out a trusting sigh. I was about to try and say suggest something fun to help her calm but the ice crackled again and my breath caught in the back of my throat. It all seemed to happen in slow motion, taunting me. First came the rapid cracks, then the high pitched scream calling my name. Terror coursed through my veins as she plummet into the water.

"N-no" I whispered under my breath with tears falling mercilessly. She-she couldn't be. I scrambled towards the edge of the broken ice and searched for any sign she was still alive, but the water refroze around it.

"N-no, NO PLEASE!" I screamed.

The moon's rays grew dark and clouded as if accusing me.

"You lied to me." A voice whispered from behind and I instantly recognized it as my sister but, when I whipped my head around, I got something much more unpleasant. Her body was tinted with frost and her skin was half frozen. She stared straight into my soul with hatred and fear and pure white eyes. I was ready to scream but something felt as if it were squeezing my lungs and lighting me on fire. I tried to make a noise, anything, to call for help but all that came out were tears and looks of pure horror as hands grasped my throat, trying to choke me to death.

"I TRUSTED YOU!" She screamed, ignoring my desperate need for air.

"You said it would be alright! You said you wouldn't trick me this time! You LIAR! I HATE YOU!"

Each word tore me apart and, despite my current situation, I still wanted to run to her and tell her I was sorry. She was right. I had failed her; I'd promised.

'Murderer.' It echoed repeatedly in my mind. The hands let go of my throat; sending me falling to the ground, gasping for air. The voices in my mind wouldn't stop. They continued on and on until I wasn't sure if it was somebody else's voice or my own. Covering my head with my hands, I tried to block them out and did the only thing I could do. I waited.

Still Jack's POV:

I could hear a scream echo through the room I was in and, in my hazy state, it took a moment to realize the horrible ear piercing sound was coming from my throat. Nightmare; I had a nightmare. My first thought was that Pitch was back; then slowly my mind began to recall the previous night and…her. The cold stare of hatred and evil itself that she bore into me was still in the back of my mind. It was painstakingly obvious she was out of her mind or just really desperate. Why she wanted me, I still wasn't completely sure and I really didn't want to know. Everything looked blurry in front of my eyes so I rubbed them and I shifted to a sit position to get a better look at my surroundings.

As my vision cleared, it became more than obvious that this was in no way a lair like Pitch's but I wasn't sure how I'd gotten the nightmare then. It was like an ice cave, with light shining through the walls in several soft shades of blue. It was actually…beautiful; but my wonder was short lasted when I noticed the large sharp icicles sticking out of the floor and ceiling like teeth, trapping me and serving as a 'friendly' notice that I was being held prisoner right now.

"Well, took you long enough." An unfortunately familiar voice spoke from the other side of the room.

I felt rage filling my whole body as I looked her direction so I was surprised when she stepped towards me with no hesitation what so ever. She looked at me with a smirk similar to what I normally have, only a bit more sinister, and knelt down right in front of the bars of ice. Seriously, she wasn't even the least bit afraid I wouldn't just reach through the bars at her?! For some reason I didn't though; I was so angry I didn't know what I wanted to do or say.

"You were asleep for three days straight you know." She teased in a fake sing-song voice; no doubt just to get on my nerves.

"YOUR GOING TO LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW OR-" I began to scream but she easily cut me off with a 'shhh', putting her finger on my mouth and, immediately, I realized why. The ground began to shake beneath us and deep rumbling noises went off around us as a few icicles in the cave fell and shattered on the floor. After a few moments, it stopped and she looked back at me.

"You'll wake up the mountain." She whispered.

I breathed heavily; partly from the momentary fear that the mountain would collapse over us and partly to keep myself from screaming at her again.

"You, You have absolutely no idea what your doing."

"Coarse I do. I'm standing here while you think up several offensive things to say to annoy me."

I wasn't sure what I hated more; the fact that she was comfortable in stating her actions without sugar-coating it or that she knew exactly how I defended myself when my staff wasn't in my hands.

"Who are you?" I asked coldly.

"I'm fairly sure we discussed that at our last friendly meeting. Have you forgotten already?" She asked with mock sadness, placing a hand over her heart(or whatever's left of it).

"I mean your name, stupid" I spat.

Instead of glaring at me or getting angry, like I'd hoped, she just turned to me with a wide smile.

"Ella, stupid. Why do you care what your kidnapper's name is?"

"So the guardians know exactly who they're going to beat up when they come."

"You mean if they come?" "I've been keeping an eye on all of you for a while now and none of them have even noticed your mysterious disappearance. It's almost exactly like things were before you were a guardian." She laughed.

How dare she?! She has no right to say that to me, whether it's true or not! I glared at her in a mix of anger and annoyance and she laughed at me.

"Oh, you know things are getting bad when I'm the one annoying you. Either way, I suppose you'll want to be alone with your thoughts for a while, hmm?"

I tried to come up with some sort of quick, witty response, knowing that my frustration and anger was practically fueling her to continue but, for some reason, it seemed that no matter how I acted or what I said, she was perfectly content. Was she this desperate for attention that no amount of insults would faze her?! She seemed even more determined than the Boogieman was during our great battle, except she wasn't trying to kill me…yet.

"I don't know if you're crazy or anything but you're just like Pitch!" I spat in anger.

In an instant, she let out a shaky breath with silent anger showing clear as day. There it was; I finally hit a nerve. I was having a momentary celebration in my head; but then she slowly came forward and knelt down in front of me while gripping the bars so hard that you could hear the cracking from inside the thick ice. Her bright crystal blue eyes began to bleed a deep red and glow, sending me trying to back up as far away as possible, only to realize I already had my back against the wall. For a moment she just stayed there, glaring at me, and, just when I thought she wasn't going to do anything, her hand snapped out and grabbed the front of my hoodie. My breath hitched in my throat as she yanked me forward with a force I had never experienced before, much less from a thin girl who appears rather weak at first glance. I stared at her wide-eyed and struggled to break her grasp; but she only yanked me closer, until I could feel her icy breath on my skin. I breathed heavily from the sudden shock and tried to push down all my fear, not wanting to give her the satisfaction, though I was sure I was practically radiating with it by now.

"If you ever say anything like that to me again, then believe me when I say that death will be the least of your worries." She hissed.

She let go of my hoodie and I backed away from her as far as I could. When Sandy was angry, his eyes would dangerously glow with fury; but not in a million years would they be so filled with hate and fury as hers. Finding my courage, I narrowed my eyes and stared at her but she was easily the more intimidating at that moment.

"If you don't want me saying those things to you then don't say them to me! Besides, I believe you are the one who kidnapped me. I think I have a right to be angry and you should be grateful that's all I said to you cause I would have said so much more. You deserve it to-mmph!" I was cut off when something oddly familiar came over my mouth.

Ice! She gagged me with ICE! She glared at me with a more subtle hatred than before and I easily glared back, seeing as how she took out my primary weapon…with my own element no less! I clawed at it but the more my fingers touched it, the more frost would creep on it, from my fingers, and harden it.

"I think I've had enough." She said coldly and walked out of the room, leaving me with nothing but the echoing silence of the cave.

Author's note: Hello fanfictioners! Please comment and let me know what you think. I had fun with this chapter but I'm still feeling a bit guilty about taking away Jack's one and only defense with his own element but hey, the story must go on! Or something like that.

Jack: I hate you! Stop making bad things happen to me!

Me:*Curls up in corner and cries*

Ella: How dare you make my sister cry! *eyes turn blood red*

Jack: N-no please! I'm sorry! *tries to get away*

Ella: You will be!

Me: o.o