Frozen Darkness: DARK JACK FROST FANFIC ((ON HOLD))

Chapter One

It all began one night...

It was the night when Pitch had framed Jack and smashed all the eggs, the night after Easter was ruined. Father was standing on a glacier in Antarctica. He had dragged me here, and now I was stuck here shivering behind him, in his shadow. I hadn't wanted to leave the lair, but he had said he needed my help for something. He had never needed me, never asked me for help before, so I agreed to come. I didn't know it was in Antarctica, though, or I probably would have declined.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here." Father said. I shivered more. I love the cold, since after all, what goes together better than cold and dark, but this was a little much, even for me. I got so lost in my reverie, I missed most of the conversation taking place.

I heard a deep voice, yet not so deep at the same time, say threateningly, "I'll never join you, Pitch."

"I guess there are other ways of convincing you then. Midnight," Father called, his voice stern. "Come out."

I sidled out from behind Father and my heart almost stopped, although I was already dead, or so I presumed. Standing before me was a drop-dead gorgeous boy. White hair, blue eyes, pale skin. I looked up at Father. "Yes?" I asked innocently.

He grinned maliciously, but it was comforting to me. "It's time, sweetie. Remember what I told you earlier."

I chose to remember the part where he said he loved me rather than the part about us ruling the world together in fear.

I took a step forwards, still shivering slightly.

Jack pointed his staff at me. "Who are you?" He demanded.

"Didn't you hear? I'm Midnight. I think it's a rather pretty name, I just love it, it reminds me of my favorite things like Halloween and scary movies and-" I immediately started talking his ear off, throwing him off guard. I talked slow enough that he could understand, yet fast enough to distract him. "So who are you?" I finished, out of breath, my head tilted to the right a little and my hand extended out in front of me for him to shake.

He warily extended his hand. "I'm Jack Frost."

His hand was ice cold. "Wow you're really Jack Frost that's so cool and amazing are you the one that brings the snow every winter I love winter it's like my favorite season did I mention I love snow even though I don't play in it much and wow your hand sure is cold I think my fingers are turning blue that was like touching dry ice I touched dry ice once before and believe me touching dry ice was painful and-" I took as deep breath as if to continue but Jack held up his hands.

"Please, no more!"

I acted offended. "What you don't like me do you think I talk too much a lot of people think I talk too much they even made a club want a pin or a button or a badge or whatever these thingys are? I love your staff by the way it's so cool is that frost if it is well you are Jack Frost so that makes a lot of sense but if it isn't then this is awkward and I just can't believe I'm finally meeting Jack Frost I've heard so much about you and I know a lot of people think your cute and hot and stuff but I keep telling then you're not hot you're cold actually most likely freezing but do you think I talk too much?" I took another deep breath.

"Call her off Pitch! I need to breathe! I need to think!" Jack clamped his hands over his ears.

"Alright Midnight, come here."

I smiled and took a step back. "My work here is done." I had steadily inched closer to him as I was talking, and he had backed up to the edge of a chasm. We were still very close to each other. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and flounced back to Father.