Black Ice

Cold and Dark Together.

"Where am I?" I ask myself, the area around me was dark, and cold. I want to scream and cry for help but my voice forgets how to make a sound. I look up, a figure looming over me, through the shadows I see a smile, or is it a grin?

"Do not fear me, I only wish to help you. Jack there are people who you can't trust, people who put you here, scared and alone." The voice said softly, scooping me up in his arms.

"Who are you?" I stuttered nervously before adding "Why are you helping me?" The man stepped into the light, he was dressed in black, or his cloak was anyway, his face long and grey,he smiled to me.

"I am Pitch Black, and you are Jack Frost, spirit of winter, you don't understand yet, but there are others, others who will be after you, to hurt you and I know what it was like, being pushed around, made fun of. I won't let them get to you" None of this makes sense, why can't I remember anything before waking up, was I dead? No I couldn't be.

. . .

I sat in my room, Pitch let me do whatever with it so I used frost to cover it, I don't understand my powers, but lately it had been getting hard to control. Pitch says I just need to practice. Four months had passed since he found me and took me in.

Knock! Knock!

"Jack it's me," The familiar voice said as he opened the door. "I wanted to see what you were up to, other than freezing everything" He said with a chuckle, I pouted.

"I didn't mean too" I mumbled and he laughed and eyed me before pointing towards my staff.

"Bring that and come with me, I believe I know a way to help you" He said and headed outside. I stood and quickly followed, curious as to how he knew how to help.

"You do?" I ask "How?" Pitch turned to me and he crossed his arms.

"Sit down and close your eyes," I do as told and sit, staff resting against my shoulder, except frost started to form around it. "Clear your mind and just think about the snow falling, softly" I sighed but did so, this was boring, but I don't break my focus.

Slowly but surely I could feel snow landing on me, I slowly open my eyes and I watch the snow fall, Pitch gave me a smile of approval. I walk over and gently hugged him.

"You still need practice but you did well for today." Pitch said and patted me on the head. I smiled until I saw a giant kangaroo, or it looked like one anyway.

" 'Ey! Pitch! Keep your stupid little frost minion from making it snow in the bloody summer!"

Pitch spun around and moved me behind him, defiantly kangaroo, he has an Australian accent, I think anyway.

"A little snow won't hurt anyone, don't get your whiskers in a twist" He said with a glare, I gently pull on his sleeve and Pitch looks to me, his face softening.

"What is he?" I asked curiously which I could see resulted in a glare from the big furry thing.

"I'm a bunny Mate, the Easter bunny, and unless you want others getting at you about your damn snow, I suggest you stop" With that the furry thing tapped his foot and down into a hole that closed after him.

"He is who I told you about, him and a few others, Jack I don't want you talking to him alright? He is who I fear will hurt you the most." Pitch said and pulled me into a hug as the snow slowly stopped.

. . .

The bunny, kangaroo thing was right, others had gotten mad at me for making it snow, even though it was just in one area, where there is always snow. Pitch didn't like it; I could tell he would snap soon.

"Pitch, it's alright. I can wait for winter to practice" I say, I just don't want him mad. Pitch scares me when he is mad.

"No Jack it's not, I don't want them getting mad at you for learning your powers. You need to learn before winter" Pitch said and gently patted me on the head. My white hair had started to get a black tint to it due to the sand in the lair where we lived, I don't mind though, I think it looks cool. Black sand and pure snow look pretty together.

I sat down on the couch, I had been getting better in making snow, and it's just stopping it I needed to learn. Honestly it was more than just the snow that people commented me on, it was my looks, me joining the enemy, but they are the enemy, or so Pitch said anyway and just everyone else seemed to hate me, even cupid the love spirit, and I don't think she can even hate people normally. Every time I'm away from Pitch, the others make the comments, only being noticed by people who try to upset you hurts, kids don't even see me but Pitch says its better that way. If they believe then stop, it hurts much more then not being believed in to begin with.

"Jack are you alright?" He asked looking towards me worriedly; he knows I won't tell him what the others say to me, so why does he even try?

"I'm okay, just thinking is all" I say with a smile. Pitch looked at me, he must have known I was lying and he kissed my head.

"Jack, I let it go last time but I want to know and I won't drop it either"

I sighed, what do I tell him? I don't belong anywhere? I don't know who I was, if I had a family, what the guardians or other spirits called me? No, I can't and I won't.

"Pitch, I'm fine, really." I say slowly. Pitch sighed looking at me before ruffling my hair.

"Liar"

"Am not"

Before I knew it, Pitch's face was right beside mine and I looked away as he grinned.

"You are lying to me, you know I dislike liars"

I look at him and pout.

"I know, I'm sorry, but I just can't say. Not now, I will. When I get my life figured out"

Pitch looks at me again before he sighs.

"Very well Snowflake"

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I went back realizing that I forgot things heh..