Rise of the Guardians 2

Crystal Finds Out

I'm frightened. What's happened to Jack? Black sand starts to cave in around the globe. This makes me confused and more scared. I hear a laugh.

"Oh, no" whispers Tooth "Not again."

"What?" I ask even more scared than before "Who was that?"

"How can he be back?" says Bunny, still staring at the globe

"What's going on?" I whisper "Where's Jack?" I scream. The Guardians stop. They look at me with horror. I fly away as fast as I can. I lock myself in an empty room. I hear the Guardians outside the door. I hear someone picking the lock. I fly out of the open window into the cold. I don't care if it's cold. I need to find Jack. I hear the laugh in my head again. It's so familiar. Where did I hear that laugh? Then I realise. I fly down to the ground and sit.

"It's Pitch" I whisper to myself emotionless. I stare at the ground. I hear a voice behind me.

"Yes, it is," a deep dark voice says. I turn around. I stare in horror at a colourless man. Black robes, grey skin and grey and white eyes. I try to fly away from Pitch, but he grabs a hold of my leg. I kick his face and he pulls me back down to the sparkling white snowy ground. I land with a thump. Pain rips through my back. I don't care.

"Where's Jack?" I scream at him. I ignore the pain and stand up.

"I don't know," he says darkly and sarcastically "Why do you care?"

"I don't" I lie

"Well, then why did you ask?" he says evilly

"Because the Guardians care," I say angrily.

"Ha," he laughs darkly "And you actually want to help?..." but something cuts him off. A big swirl of ice comes out of the mist. It comes out of the sky and towards Pitch. He blocks with his powers. Sand.

'So it was him' I think scaredly. I hide my fear by shooting a blast of ice out of my hand. He dodges it. As I see another blast of ice, I instantly react, shooting a blast of ice again. Pitch can't block or dodge both the ice shots. He gets hit. My shot hit Pitch in the stomach. The other one (who's ever it was) hit him in the back. Pitch lays sprawled on the sparkling white snow. Mist everywhere. I try to shoot whatever made the ice shot. I see a shadow emerge from the mist. The sun is in the way, so I can't make out what it is. I try to shoot it but miss. It shoots me and hits me, knocking me out cold.