(Jack's P.O.V.)
It's nice not to eat alone. Me and Elsa are having breakfast. Believe it or not the Shadow Men are good cooks.
"Mmm. This French toast is divine, Jack."
"Glad you like it, Elsa."
Elsa didn't braid her hair yet. I gotta say, she looks stunning with her hair down.
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"Jack!" A hauntingly familiar voice calls.
"What?" I stand up, looking for the owner of the voice.
"Jack, are you ok?" Elsa stands up too.
"Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"There's a voice..."
"Jack!" The voice echoes again.
"That voice! I know that voice!" I fly upward.
"Jack, wait!" Elsa calls as I fly out of the castle.
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I know that voice. It's my mother's.
It grows louder and clearer as I fly farther. I know this is risky. I'm headed into Auradon's capital. The voice....it's coming from Auradon Prep....
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This is foolish, but I can't stop myself. I fly into an open window, the one the voice calls from.
The room...it's my former room that I shared with Ben!
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Frozen Solitude
FanfictionJackson Overland Pitchiner, popularly called Jack Frost, is the son of The Nightmare King. He was born on the Isle of the Lost. Unlike most teens on the Isle, he's a loner. He may socialize and occasionally join in some fun, but he's not a gang jo...
