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

Chapter Four

We came out right into the middle of the plaza. All was still, not even a breeze, and there was nobody still out on the streets. It was calm, with not even a cloud out to hide the moon. I bowed my head and a cloak of darkness enveloped me, shielding me from human eyes. "Now, this is the fun part." I took in a deep breath, then blew hard, with all my might, expelling all of the air from my lungs. A huge gust of air blew across the square, papers and debris blowing randomly. A few lights flickered, from some loose power wires. I raised my face to the sky and a single tear dripped from my eye. I caught it on a finger and blew it up into the sky. Clouds instantly rolled in, coating the sky. Another tear dripped, and I let it fall and hit the cobblestones, and a pouring rain started. I raised my arms and shouted at the sky in anger. "WHY DID YOU PUT ME HERE! TELL ME!" When I got no reply, I screamed at the top of my lungs and lightning struck me, thousands of bolts of electricity coursing through my body. Thunder rumbled instantly. When it cleared, I was unscathed, and so was Jack. I screamed again, then wailed, and the rain started pouring harder, thunder increasing. I blew again, and more lights flickered, some going out and staying out, others shining, albeit feebly. I waved my arms, and the winds started blowing harder, rain falling more, and there was barely any pauses between thunder. I cackled like a witch and grinned. "You have no idea how great this feels!" I called to Jack, who looked a little shocked. He couldn't kill Tooth's dummy, he liked her, he couldn't let go of them, we were supposed to be friends now, he wasn't supposed to like them anymore! a nasty little voice in the back of my head said. The weather got worse, responding to my inner turmoil and emotions. I called upon the darkness and it rose up in a massive wave over my head, crashing down like inky black oil down the streets, flooding them in seconds, filling the houses with darkness. In a moment, there were no lights left in Burgess. "Yes!" I shouted gleefully, punching the air. "I finally did it! I finally put out Burgess' light! Whoo hoo!" Then very faintly, a light flickered in the distance; a flashlight, perhaps. I growled and snapped my fingers. It went out instantly. I made my shadows melt all the candles, short out all of the flashlights. "TAKE THAT, STUPID BURGESS!" I screamed, jumping up and down. "I FINALLY WON!"

I sat on the ground in my own little bubble of calm as the storm raged on around me. I invited Jack in just before it began to hail. He opened his mouth but I cut him off. "I know I seem like some voodoo priestess or something, but I have a lot of emotions and inner turmoil I pick up every day. This is the only time I can let out my frustration."

"But what do you have against Burgess?"

"It is the one city I have never been able to completely darken. I've been trying for years to put out Burgess' light, but I finally did it tonight. I guess turning you helped. It was conflicting."

"Why?" He tilted his head.

I sighed. "I can't tell you the whole reason, but I needed to make sure I was the one that turned you. Not Father."

"Why you? What's the difference?"

"When I turned you, I made sure your appearance stayed as similar to before as possible. Your hair would have turned dark gray and your eyes red. You would have grayish skin. I wanted to make the turning as easy as possible. It was either the mark or the appearance, and I didn't want you to freak out. Plus, you know how Father snapped the first day?"

"Yeah."

"When you turn someone, the two get linked. He would have used that link to control your body, make you his slave, and he wouldn't have cared about pain or appearances or anything. I tried to reduce it, and turning by shadow is much less painful than turning by sand. It would feel like you were being burned alive. Very painful stuff. So now we're linked slightly, with the marks, and you'll probably gain some control over shadows, I might be more comfortable in cold temperatures. Little things. But it could be dangerous if he turned you. Disastrous." I sighed again and looked out at the storm I had created, at the hail falling all around us. "But you still like the Guardians. You don't want to hurt them or be against them or fight them. You still want to be with them. And I don't know why." Tears brimmed in my eyes and the rain fell in sheets. "I tried to do everything right. I'm trying to be your friend. I'm not even really sure how, since I'm all alone. But I'm trying not to do anything wrong, anything to make you hate me. So why don't you like me? I can't help being dark, it's what I am, so I embrace it. Why is that so wrong? Why is it so hard to be a friend? Am I not good enough?" I demanded, turning to face him, tears running down my face and my hands clenched in fists. "Am I not as good as the Guardians? Are they better than me? Better friends? Well, I've never had any before. And I don't want to mess this up. Why can't we just be friends? Best friends. Just like I wanted. Just like I always wanted. It was the only thing I've ever wanted, and I can't have it." I glared at where the moon was behind the clouds. "IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT? ME TO BE MISERABLE? IF IT IS, THEN YOU'VE GOT IT!" I screamed. I wrapped myself in shadows like a security blanket. I sobbed and the rain wasn't even rain anymore, it was like the heavens were dumping out buckets of water with no space in between, just endless streams of water, no longer single drops or even sheets. I collapsed the shield around me, but left it up around Jack, and the hail rained down on my body, battering and bruising me. I just sighed and laid down on the cobblestones, welcoming it. I suddenly sat up and clenched a fist. The rain and hail instantly stopped, the lighting ended, and the clouds moved out of the way. I glared up at the moon before grabbing Jack's wrist and going to his room, then mine and slamming and locking the door. I fell out of a shadow on the ceiling and landed on the floor, gaining yet another bruise. I just groaned and dragged myself onto the trundle bed, curling up in a ball in the same place Jack was, cuddled under his blanket. I cried silently as I tried to sleep, but no matter what I did, I stayed wide awake. I finally used the shadows to carry me up onto my bed and retrieve my sleeping pills. I swallowed two dry and curled up under my blanket of shadows. I drifted off slowly, only to have a nightmare.