Here is another Imagine chapter. I love writing these chapters. This is short, but some big things happen in it. So, enjoy.


This was just fantastic, and by fantastic I mean COMPLETELY NOT FANTASTIC! I was trapped in a box! I was trapped in a cold dark box! I was TRAPPED! I was going to run out of air! I was doomed!

Sorry; lost my head there. Obviously, you guys know I'm fine, otherwise I wouldn't be telling you this story. It's just that moment was very scary for me. I bet Pitch just loved that; any-who, back to the story.

All you guys know I have an extreme case of claustrophobia; how do you think I reacted once I was trapped in the small cramped dark enclosed space with nothing but my wits. I started by screaming my head off and trying to tear the walls apart. I know it wasn't smart when it came to air.

When I couldn't tear the walls apart, I tried to break the door. First I used my memory canister, and when that didn't work I used my sword, that didn't work either, that just broke my sword. I tried using my dagger.

This may surprisingly surprise you, but my dagger melted. It turned to goop in my hand. Same thing happened when I tried using an arrow of mine. I tried using my bow, it broke. My whip turned to goop before I could grab it. My powers were becoming undone, like they said!

Lastly I used my weapons canister, but that didn't do anything. My last feeble attempt was pounding the walls and begging for whoever was outside to let out. My used up the last of my strength that I just gave up; Pitch thought of everything. I was trapped.

I slumped in my box. I needed to find a way out of there. However, all of my ideas reached dead ends. It was like they told me; boxes were my weakness. I couldn't be capable of anything inside a box.

That is when I got an idea. They said inside the box. Maybe my powers still worked on the outside. There was one small problem though; I couldn't see the outside. How could I make something to help me if I couldn't see it?

Of course, I had already made something to be my aid, years ago. My illusion was still outside this box, but very far away. I just needed to see if I could make contact.

It took a few minutes to peak into the perspective of the illusion, but it actually worked! My powers still worked outside the box! I could save myself!

It was time to make contact. I took a deep breath. "Mini-me," I spoke out.

"You," she said a little surprised. The tone then changed to annoyance. "What do you want?"

I hated this next part. It made me feel stupid. "It seems that you were right. It was a trap. Pitch was luring me in. I'm…sorry."

"Okay, but that still doesn't tell me what you want."

"I just wanted to say sorry," I said.

"And," said Mini-me. She knew I was lying.

"I was hoping you could come get me out of here."

"How? I'm no match for Pitch."

"Don't worry about that; I'm just in a box."

"Okay, but we still have a problem. I can't get there, I'm in the Sahara. I can't teleport inside your head, I won't be able to get out since you're in a box; and even if I do get there, I won't be able to open it. I'm an illusion!" I knew what she was asking me.

"Fine," I huffed. "Not like I'm using them anyway. Mini-me, I give you possession of all of my powers and the solubility to complete the task of rescuing me. Once I have been rescued you will return to how you were and all of my powers will return to me." From her perspective I could feel her get denser and more powerful. "Don't let it go to your head. Now that these powers are yours, don't let anything happen to yourself." Mini-me was admiring her solid form. "Got it, Mini-me!"

"Relax," she said. "I'll get you out; but first, I'm going to enjoy these new powers I have. Have to test them out after all." Mini-me started to fly around doing loop-de-loops, she made giant walls of sand, made invisible stairs to walk up and down, started attacking dummies she conjured with her weapons. She was sliding around when I finally lost my patience.

"MINI-ME! GET ME OUT OF HERE BEFORE I RUN OUT OF AIR!"

"I will, but first, a race around the world!"

"Mini-me…"

"On your mark…"

"I don't think it's such a good idea."

"Get set…"

"I mean, Pitch is still…"

"GO!"

"…out there." Mini-me zoomed all around the eastern continents, cheering and having the time of her life. I can understand how fun it seems to have my powers, but I only gave them to her so she can get me out.

"Mini-me! Be Careful! What if Pitch sees you out there? What's he going to think when he sees me flying around when I'm supposed to be in the box?"

"How do you know he even knows?"

"Pitch made this box himself. It probably told him by now. So you better stop goofing around, get over as stealthily as you can, and get me out of this box!"

"Alright, stop freaking out, I'm coming." She turned to head towards the Antarctic, but then she faced a little problem; that is if you consider a little problem to be where you are surrounded by Pitch and his nightmares.


Okay, so big things are starting to happen. Tell me what you think in your reviews.