∞ Remembering Jack ∞ (don't wish sequel)

Now You See Me

You lot are gonna cry....I know I did....

~ JACK ~

My bare feet pat on the floor as I jog through the many hallways of Elsa's castle. Windows and doors, everywhere, are covered in frost. I slow my jog to a walk, staff is hand, ready for an attack.

"Anna?" I whisper. "Kristoff?" No one answers my call. I sigh, but don't give in. I carry on walking through the long corridor. Eventually, I find myself somewhere that seems familiar. A white door, decorated with snowflakes, stands in front of me. "Well that was easier than expected." I shrug and place my hand on the handle, but as soon as my palm touches it, I jerk it back, my hand covers in black. Swirls and spirals crawl up my arm.

"Jack!" A voice shouts. I look to my left and Anna running towards me.

"Anna!" I yell. I look to my right and see a dark figure, looking in the shadows. "Anna stay away! Stay away!" I yell to her. She stops and stares, confused.

"Why? Jack?" She slowly walks towards me. Suddenly, slowly, her body and face and hair changes. She morphs into her older sister. I stare at what was once Anna, which is now Elsa.

"What the..."

"Jack." Elsa smiles and continues to walk towards me. Her dress moving with every movement of her legs.

"Els- Anna? What is this?" I stamper on my words, I look back down at my arm and see the darkness crawling up to my neck.

"What have you done Jack?" Elsa whispers, she's only a few metres away.

"Elsa, you have to get out of here, safely. Find the guardians, leave!" I say, urgently.

"No. I'm staying in my home. I belong here. With Pitch." She smirks.

"WHAT!?" I yell. I look into her eyes, still strikingly blue.

"Oh, Jack." She pouts, and then begins to laugh, evilly. She puts her face in her hands and when she looks back up at me, it is not Elsa, but Pitch Black.

"Pitch?! What the hell is going on?" I say, aiming my staff at him.

"You think I was going to let you waltz in here and take Elsa? Good luck! You're so pathetic." He laughs, putting his hands behind his back.

"Pitch, what is happening to my arm?" I ask, staring at my black hand.

"Oh, you didn’t think I was going to let you get to Elsa that easily did you?” Pitch laughs. I glare at him, but as I go to aim my staff at him, I notice that my energy slowly fades. This must be what’s happening to Elsa. I look at my slowly blackening hand.

“Pitch, is she alive? Just tell me that...” I whisper.

“Yes. But she won’t be for long. Come, I’ll let you say your last goodbyes.” He strides over to the cursed door and opens it. Inside, a bed stands alone, the other furniture is on the floor, or smashed. Ontop of the bed is a beautiful woman.

Elsa.

I run to the bed and fall onto my knees, my staff falling behind me.

“Elsa? Elsa can you hear me? I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.” I murmur as I stroke her face. Her skin is as cold as ice. “Elsa, please forgive me.”

Jack. I’m here.

I look around the room. Elsa’s in my head...

Jack, answer me, I know you can. She says again. I try but I can’t reply, I’m too weak. Jack, listen to me, the truth will free my soul. I will wake up. I’ve seen it. But something terrible is going to happen. I can’t tell you what but it’s to do with-