Melt for me

Chapter Forty two

                                                                  **Jack**      

Elsa's lips turn cold on my own and I can slowly feel her slipping away into nothingness. Tears burn my eyes. She's dying...Elsa is dying and I can't do anything to save her.  I pull away from Elsa cool lips just as her eyes turn lifeless and dull, no longer the brilliant shade of blue that've learned to love. "Elsa.." I say weakly, tracing my fingers on her cold dead face. My fingers dig into the ground, trying to hold myself down.  I howl onto the wind like a demon from hell, pounding my fists into the ground.  I can feel my heart strings snap one by one, each one hurting more than the last. 

 I bury my head into Elsa's stomach, my tears staining her ripped dress. I feel so...so empty. It's like the first time someone walked through...the feeling of helplessness. Like I'm falling to my doom and there's no wind to catch my fall. I squeeze her hand and start crying all over again. "Elsa..Elsa..Elsa.." I moan repeatedly.  Moonlight shines on me, trying to comfort me. It only irritates me. I glare at the moon; "YOU!" I say pointing my finger at the moon angrily. "YOU LEAD ME HERE. WHY? SO I COULD WATCH HER DIE? ADD THAT TO THE LIST OF WHAT A COMPLETE ASS YOU ARE!" The moon dosen't answer, just twinkles in the sky.

I clench and and clench my fists. "I HATE YOU!!" I scream as loud as I can. The crashing waves drown out my voice. I start throwing rocks at the moon, knowing that it won't do any good makes me want to through them just as much.  When no more rocks are within my reach I just sit there, staring at the moon. 

Hatred bubbles and boils inside of me. Hatred for everyone and everything. Pitch for making this happen, the Moon for just watching  but I hate myself most of all. Because I couldn't save the girl I loved. Looking at Elsa's unnatural still body makes me want to throw up. She dose not look peaceful as black ooze still leaks from her wound on the side. If she was awake she would be screaming from the pain.

"She left you..." A cruel voice in my head states. "Everyone leaves you. No one wants you. No one will ever want you. Because you're a pathetic, lonely kid who has no one." The voice taunts me but I listen. I listen and believe because everything he is saying is true. No one cares about me. Everyone I love always dies. Elsa proves that.

"You know we destory everything we touch Jack.."

 I start shaking, something inside of me is getting hotter and hotter.  It burns throughout my body and core, pulsing with heat and intensity. "I hate you..." I say again. "I HATE YOU , I HATE YOU, I HATE YOUU!"  I can feel something come from within me, something dark and inhuman. Not me.  Its pure evil made only of hatred for everything in the world. I don't try and fight it. I welcome this evil beast as it pushes me back into my mind and lets itself surface. I howl like the demon I am.

"I will kill Pitch.." I say as my hair turns black as the night. "I wil have him bloody on the ground, begging for death. But I won't give it to him...No.. I'll make him suffer just like he made Elsa!"  My ice blue eye's fade away as sharp yellow ones take their place.

I cackle with glee as I look at myself in the waters edge. Black hair, yellow eyes...and a soul as black as the night. The ocean waves licks Elsa's feet, wanting to pull her back in. To make her one with the horrible ocean. I kneel next to her. "I swear to god Elsa, I will stop everyone who gets in my way. I will kill everyone...for you."  With that I kiss her forehead and fly into the night.

I no longer need the wind to carry me...I use my own black smoke.

                                                             ******Elsa????******

                                                                   

The girl wakes up on a rocky shore, water beating against her ankles, trying to pull her in. Dawn and the last bit of night fight for a place in the sky. Dawn tries to  breaks just over the horizon. Pink and purple shoot across the sky brilliantly. The moon however, won't give up its place in the sky and sits stubbornly at the edge of it.  The girl sit up, confused.  Her blonde hair in ripples down her back, a crown of pink and blue flowers on her head. Her puffy white dress just past the knees, long elegant see through sleeves with inter cut blue swirls. The girl frowns. She knows that her name is Elsa.  As you would know what a fork is or a dog.

She just knows.

Elsa stands up slowly, her kneels wobble a bit as if she has been laying down for a few days. But that's all she knows about herself. Its like a black sheet is covering have of her mind, not allowing her to enter her memorizes. It irritates Elsa a bit because she has a feeling like she's forgetting something important. No, not something. Someone.

A couple of moonbeams shine down on a what looks to be a stick. Curious Elsa picks it up. Up close Elsa see's that its not a stick but a staff. A staff that has winding icicles on it that shimmer and glow in the day and night. A feeling urges her to touch it to the ground, that magic will happen.

Elsa dosen't fight it and causally touches the ground. Ice erupts from it, spewing shards every where. Elsa is a bit a afraid at first. Afraid of hurting people and...and someone else. Someone very close to her. But then she reminds herself to let it go. Because the past is in the past.

With that thought Elsa spins up towards the sky. Because she flies with the power of the wind.