Rise of the Nightmares (Jelsa/The Big Five)

Chapter 7 - Pitch Black

Elsa POV

Merida put herself in front of Elsa and Jack, covering Elsa's full view of Pitch Black. She shot her bow at Pitch's stomach but it only went through him and out the other end. A small amount of sand poured down his stomach to reveal a hole. Eventually, the sand slithered back to his body making his chest whole again. He evidently had some sort of immortal power.

Pitch shoved Merida aside with no effort at all.

Elsa looked at Pitch for the first time, really looked at him. The man who's apparently killed many people, the man who likely stole her sister from her, looked nothing like the way she expected him to look. The name Pitch Black sounded so sinister to her, but the man standing in front her looked as ordinary as any middle-aged man could get.

To Elsa, she thought he had the face of an average looking man with a little bit of stubble. Someone who could have been a father, a businessman, just anyone else but who they claimed he was.

The only thing that made him different from the other Guardians was his glow. Instead of the usual golden glow, Elsa noticed a faint gray glow diffuse off him.

Elsa got up from the ground. She knew she wouldn't get Anna back unless they did something. They had no choice but to fight this man.

She concentrated on Pitch, trying to make her voice stern, "What have you done with my sister?"

"Sister?" Pitch looked astounded as if he had no idea what she was talking about, until his face changed completely, "You and Anna are sisters?" Pitch said to himself then he looked right at her. Elsa saw his eyes shine yellow with anger. "You,"

She took a step back, startled bumping into Jack.

"You're the Arendelle I've been looking for. You're the one who's been affected by the Moon. I should have known before, your hair is a dead giveaway." Elsa noticed he had a slight accent to the way he spoke, something British.

As quick as a flash, Pitch flew to Elsa, grabbed her roughly by her dress, and started to fly away.

All Elsa could hear was her voice in the background, as if it weren't even her screaming.

She looked down at her friends, Jack was the only one who was chasing after Pitch. She knew Merida and Hiccup were running to Toothless so they could also fly after them.

"Elsa!" She heard Jack shout distantly from behind them, though she couldn't see him anymore because Pitch was flying her in the opposite direction.

She looked down, they were extremely high up. Her head felt a rapid sensation of sickness, which caused her heart to drop in her chest.

Pitch abruptly moved to the side. Elsa turned to see what the caused the sudden change in direction. Jack had slammed himself into Pitch and they were now fighting. Elsa's felt butterflies lift off in her stomach, at least if she fell he would catch her.

But Jack wasn't paying attention to her, his eyes were completely on Pitch. He struck Pitch in the face so hard, Pitch released his grip on Elsa.

As she was screaming, falling backward to her sudden death, she looked up at Pitch and Jack fighting. Jack didn't even look at her. For a moment, she thought he wanted her to die, then something swooped in and caught her.

It was Toothless. He caught her dress with his claws while Merida and Hiccup were riding his back.

"What about Jack?" Elsa said as they landed. She knew she shouldn't care about what happened to him, but curiosity filled her.