My Snow Angel: A Jack Frost love story

Chapter 15: Black Ice

Jack Frost's POV:

Her voice was no longer her own, it was ragged and condescending.

"This place is filled with too much light, it's hideous. "

My heart which I thought couldn't break anymore, shattered into pieces. How could the world be filled with too much light? It was night in the woods and the only light was from the moon and even now everything was darkened by her mere presence.

Jack: "Amorette please, you have to fight this. The world needs...."

"I am no longer Amorette, that pathetic being is gone. I am Desdemona, destroyer of love and compassion."

I didn't know what to say, I looked to the other guardians but their faces were just as hopeless as mine. What could we possibly do? How could we bring her back? We forgot the enemy lurking in the shadows.

Pitch Black's POV:

The girl's pure appearance transformed before all eyes. Her transformation was beautiful to behold. That wretched white and glowing aura melted away and was replaced by the most beautiful darkness, then her blue eyes began to turn gold like mine.

Everything was going better than planned. I previously planned on merely using my dark arrow on Jack Frost as a trial, then moving on to her if it worked, but her sacrifice sped things up.

My time had come. I stepped out of the shadows behind the guardians into her view and held out my hand. She smiled a wicked smile at me, it was tantalizing.

Jack Frost's POV:

I saw her smile and for a brief moment I felt hope, then I saw her eyes weren't on us. I turned and saw Pitch with his hand outstretched and an expression on his face I had never seen before.

Jack: "No pitch! You can't have her! Amorette don't let him get to you please, I know you're still in there!"

Pitch: "Why should she listen to you? You guardians couldn't possibly understand her, but I do."

Her eyes grew large with a questioning look.

Pitch: "That's right Desdemona. I know how it feels to be alone, to not be believed in. However if you join me, you will never be lonely again. Together we can make everyone believe in us. What do you say?"

There was a pause of quiet so intense I heard my own heartbeat in my head. Then she spoke with a wicked tone.

Desdemona: "Yes."

She flew past us and took his hand, and the darkness grew even more intense.

Jack: "Amorette No!"

North: "Amorette!"

Toothiana: "Please don't do this."

Sandman: "symbols above his head"

Bunnymund: "No sheila!"

She looked at us coldly and I felt true fear. Her voice cut through us like a dagger as she calmly said.

Desdemona: "Let darkness rise."