Melting the ice (Jelsa)

Chapter Eleven

Jack

I flew right behind Elsa as she flees from the party. She didn't know I was there; she was preoccupied at the moment, but I stayed with her.

I was with her when she froze up the fountain and also when she accidentally shot that Bald Duke Guy.

But I wasn't there when she ran off. Something caught my eye in the middle of all this mess. Nightmare Sand was swirling above the quaint kingdom of Arendelle. And that could only mean one thing. Pitch.

Frowning, I flew up, heading towards the cloud. I felt guilty leaving Elsa, but this is for her safety. I hear the faint sound of bells and knew that the other Guardians were coming. I reached the cloud first.

It was just like the one Sandy was fighting the last time Pitch attacked. But this time, little mists of black sand was swirling down on the people of Arendelle. And also on Elsa. A large amount of sand was surrounding her, enveloping her in fear as she runs across the frozen lake.

"Pitch!" I yelled out. I hear his malevolent laugh, "Oh. Jack Frost. Did you like the show?" he says, appearing from the thick cloud of black sand and nightmares. I grip my staff, ready to hit him.

"Oh, those poor sisters. One of them is so blinded by love and one is blinded by fear. Both not knowing what to do." he laughs. I angrily shot blasts of ice and snow, freezing some of his evil creations. He counters most of my attacks with his black sand.

"Isn't this sweet? Jack Frost protecting his little girlfriend." he taunts. "She's not my girlfriend." I snal through gritted teeth. "But you love her, don't you? What makes you think she loves you back? You're nothing Jack." he sneers.

"Stop it!" I hollered, shooting him with more ice. He uses his sand to create a shield, "Oh, can't handle the truth, Frost? She never loved you!" he snarled.

A golden whip came out of nowhere, encircling his wrist. Pitch gasps as it pulls him away.

Sandy.

North's sleigh comes within sight. He was standing on top of that thing, slicing his way into the nightmares with his sword. Tooth was flying around with her wings. A boomerang flies past my ears and I knew Bunny was near.

I did my best to help them, freezing several nightlings. After what felt like hours, the nightlights were subsiding and Pitch was nowhere to be seen.

"Sandy! Where is he?" North asks furriously. Sandy shrugs, looking around, confused.

He got away! Again! I groaned in frustration, running my hands through my hair.

(A/N sorry to interrupt, but DOESN'T JACK LOOK FREAKING HOT WHEN HE DOES THAT??!! afsghvdjdh OMG!!!! okay, on with the story..)

"Guys! Look, isn't that nightmare sand?" Tooth cried, pointing to the mountains. Sure enough, a cloud of nightmares was surrounding a specific spot on the moutain. It was pretty far away, but I knew who it was targetting.

Elsa.

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Third Person POV

While the Guardians were busy fighting the nightlings, The Boogieman rides on his cloud of nightmares, searching the snowy terrain for his future Queen.

He spots her, running fast as if someone was chasing her. Grinning in triumph, he floats down, blocking her way, preventing her from running any further.

"Pitch." Elsa gasps in fear. Pitch enjoys her fear; he feeds on it.

"Hello, my dear Elsa." he sneers, eyeing her malevolently, slowly moving in circles, like a vulture watching its prey.

The fear in Elsa's eyes morphs into something else, courage and fury. "What do you want?" she asks, looking rather bored. "Why, my dear, this is getting a bit too redundant. How many times do I have to tell you that YOU are all that I want?" Pitch says.

Elsa smirks, much to his surprise, "I'm not afraid of you." and with that, she uses her right hand to attack him, creating blocks of ice with sharp icicles protruding like spikes. Pitch shields himself with his sand.

But Elsa was strong. Her attacks penetrate his barriers and Pitch knew he either had to flee or use Plan B.

Of course, he would come here with Plan B. He wasn't stupid, he has been planning this for years now. He knew he had to have a back up plan.

Mustering up his energy, he shoots silvery black sand to Elsa. She tries to block it, but it breaks through and hits her squarely in her forehead.

White-hot pain shot inside Elsa, as she crumbles to the ankle deep snow. She cries out, yelling in pain. Desperately trying to numb the painful sensation, she scoops up a handful of ice with her shaking hands and presses it to her throbbing temple.

It makes the pain worse, practically burning her, and she drops to the ground, shrieking in agony. She clutches her head, crying in pain, her tears turning to drops of ice, stinging her cheek. Each drop sent waves of pain and she felt a burning sensation in her throat. She grits her teeth, silently praying for the pain to go away.

Pitch watches in satisfaction. He does not intend on killing her; the pain was only to remove any memories of her with that Frost boy. He knew that with Jack Frost standing in the way, he would never get Elsa. He saw the way they looked at each other.

They were in love. It disgusts him.

So he had to master this trick. It took him three years but it was worth it.

Soon the pain would subside and Elsa would lose all of her memories of Jack Frost. She would still remember her Coronation, her parents' death, but she would forget all about Frost.

With one final look, Pitch flew off, leaving his future Queen writhing in pain on the ground.

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I do realize that Jack and Elsa are from different Time Periods. I have no idea what the heck I should do about that because I already planned the story so please bear with me. Thank you.

Sorry for the delay, but I hope the drama makes up it:D I had so much to do! I didn't have enough time to write, but I managed to finish! Yay me!

Don't hate me!!! Trust me, what I wrote brought tears to my eyes. Poor Elsa has suffered enough, but it had to happen:c

Oh, and how do you like the Third Person POV? I wanted to try something different. Was it good or crappy? Comment and tell me what ya'll thought!

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xx Erica<3

PS, the new ah-mazing cover is made by the talented @one_mixed_summer. So, I dedicate this to you, girl! She has a Jelsa fanfic called Hard To Love, check it out!