Feel the Snow (Jack Frost x Blind!Reader) Chp. 5

Appalled. That was the first emotion that came to my being. The second was fear, of course. "So, you mean to tell me that you kidnapped me?!"

"Well, I wouldn't call it kidnapping. I mean, after all, you aren't really a kid, are you?" A low chuckle emanated from his direction; he was mocking me. Now I was beginning to get a little pissed off.

"Why did you bring me here; of what use am I to you?" I pondered, reaching out to grab one of the metal bars. At first I only touched air, but after some scooting-and-searching I eventually found the cool, round, metallic surface and gripped it, standing.

"The answer to your question is simple, 'Snowflake,' you are important to Jack; and thus you are an important asset to me. You see, me and Frosty are enemies, and I'll do all in my power to bring him to his knees and beg for mercy at my feet. I want revenge, and you're the perfect little puppet to help me get just that.

"...Puppet? What are you planning on doing to me?" Here comes the fear again. However, I get the feeling that he's the kind of guy that can legitimately tell when I'm afraid, and can use it to his advantage, so I tried all I could to dispel my rising fear.

"And why would I tell you that?" I could almost hear the smirk that danced upon his lips, and I could definitely hear his confidence.

"I get the feeling that Jack has already defeated you once at something. Why bother trying again? He'll just beat you like he did the last time!" I hoped he couldn't hear the uncertainty in my voice; Jack had never mentioned this guy, so I could only make assumptions based on his behaviour. He did say he wanted revenge against Jack; why else would he want revenge? He clicked his tongue.

"Now, now; that was a long time ago. I've grown so much stronger since then, learned so many new tricks. I quite honestly doubt Jack would have the power to defeat me. Now; I need to go take care of a few...things. My Nightmares will be keeping a close eye on you." With those words, I heard the sound of footsteps leaving the room, telling he really did leave. I heard hooves against what must have been the stone floor, and they stopped right by my cage.

As I sank into a sitting position, the reality of the situation seeped into my brain. I had been taken from my home. My sanctuary. What exactly was this 'Pitch' person planning on doing to me? What if I could never speak to my family again? (I really shouldn't say "see") What if I could never have a warm cup of coffee in the morning, listening to the radio? Such questions buzzed through my skull, refusing to dull down.

I was terrified.


---- Jack's POV ----

I jerked my head toward (Name's) room, hearing her scream. Instantly, I dropped the band-aid box I held in my hand, racing up the stairs. When I entered her room, I expected her to be sitting on her bed, clutching her foot in pain or something; but she was nowhere to be seen.

My eyes widened in panic. Where is she!? Where on Earth could a blind human possibly go!?

As I took another step into the room, my foot met with something rough. I looked down and noticed something that froze me; and trust me, it takes a lot to freeze me.

There, on the ground right in front of me, was black sand dusting her floorboards.

In an instant, I was out the window, soaring toward Burgess. I knew exactly who had taken (Name), and why.

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As I landed next to the entrance, I looked down, seeing an hole which should have long been gone by now. I narrowed my eyes, jumping inside.

Within what seemed a matter of minutes, I was in an archway which led into Pitch's Lair, a decrepit, sinking cave-like room covered in mud and giving itself up to the water that which was pulling it down.

As I stepped into the Lair, I heard his slithering voice and quickly stepped behind an arch, hiding myself.

"And why would I tell you that?" he responded to someone. I almost didn't want to know who it was.

"I get the feeling that Jack has already defeated you once at something. Why bother trying again? He'll just beat you like he did the last time!" (Name)! So he did take her. I knew it. That coward is trying to get to me by kidnapping her.

"Now, now; that was a long time ago. I've grown so much stronger since then, learned so many new tricks. I quite honestly doubt Jack would have the power to defeat me. Now; I need to go take care of a few...things. My Nightmares will be keeping a close eye on you."

I heard him walking away, and as I did, I cautiously moved my head around the corner, making sure he was really leaving. I watched him disappear behind a corner, and I carefully stepped from my hiding place, looking toward the area where I had heard (Name)'s voice.

I glanced her over, watching as she sank in the cage, making sure she was unharmed. She seemed terrified; she was shaking and gripping at her hair. I quietly flew over to her cage.

"(Name)," I whispered, careful not to be to loud. Her head snapped in my direction.

"J-Jack?" she whispered in reply, obviously understanding that she needed to be near silent. "Jack thank God..." Her voice cracked, and tears leaked from her eyes; she really was terrified.

"Don't worry, Snowflake, I'm gonna get you outta here," I said, looking for the lock on the cage.

"My, my, my. If it isn't Jack Frost." I heard a low cackle come from behind my back.

Pitch had found me.