*The Garden is the Picture*

                  I didn't expect things to be this way. I didn't know I would fall in love with the king of nightmares...only to find out later that he might love another. I never thought Jack would forget or to meet Elsa either. I fought wars, but done nothing like this. I never expected...to meet one of the people who created my purpose. Who created me.

At first all you see is green. The smell of fresh earth and rain hitting your nose in a quick burst of realization. If you walked in further you would begin to see dust and tan. Stone and glass. A ruin. No one knows why it's there, or how it got there. Maybe it was the old heaven or maybe it's just the imagination of whoever created the garden. Who knows. All we know it's there and we don't mind it much. Not even the big tree that grows in the middle of it. Mountains in a sea of unimaginable green. And that's when I found...her.

She was a little speck of white amongst all the green. Looking tiny as she stood next to the big earth breaking tree. In truth anyone would look small next to that thing. She was mature, and yet she look much younger than Manny, but only two years older than me. She stood in aww as the flutter of white doves flew around her. Her dress long as it dragged far behind her, her blonde hair reaching the middle of her back. Her horns looking like the Devil's and yet almost as innocent as a fawn. Her eyes widened, almost as if she felt my presence. In truth she did, for her eyes soon fell upon me.

"Saraphine." Her voice was velvet. "I've been expecting you." Her eyes held the sky within them. I quickly kneeled, feeling the loyal pull.

"Haya, I-"

"I know, Yami is awake." She paused. Seeing her face turning into regret and pain. Sighing as her attention turned back to me. Her hair blowing in the wind. "Stand, Saraphine Gate. There is much to discuss."

I stood and she looked over me. Smiling. "My, how have you grown. When I first saw you, you were powerless. Thinking why in hell would Manny pick you to stop me and my sister." She took a step forward, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I see why now." I smiled.

"Come, walk with me." She beckoned and I followed. Walking gracefully as one, her hands folded neatly together in front of her. "Saraphine...you know who you are, right?"

"I-I'm the guardian of light and dark. The grey that keeps souls in order and helps them pass on." Why the fuck did I stutter?

She tilted her head. "Close. You know that you are different from the others right? That you...were made by me and my sister. Which also means...you can be controlled by me and my sister."

I looked down, the pit in my stomach growing. Ready to come up. "Yes...unfortunately I do. But I-" she stopped me. Putting her hand up, gesturing me to say no more.

"I know, I know. I know you favor me more than my sister. And...I applaud you for that." She smiled. Taking a deep breath before she let it out in a long sigh. "I also know...that she favors your boy. That she...wants Pitch Black. Her very first creation. She was livid when he fell in love with you. She still is, but she would much rather have you on her side than kill you."

My eyes widened as I stopped. Her feet halting as well, giving me a "what" look. My hands trembled at my sides, becoming fists as I looked straight at her. I wasn't mad, not a shred of hate within me. No...I was scared. Petrified to my smallest bone, to the single nerve. My heart was a pancake, flat and being flopped around and around. "How do you know all this?" My voice was hushed, as if I was a frightened child.

"I have a connection with her." She explained. Saying it as if it was a "duh" moment. Creators, I swear! "I know when she's happy and I know when she's in danger. Pitch had brought her great joy. But...that's in the past. Right now, we need to-"

"Wait." I took a deep breath. "Did he...sleep with her?"

Her face went pale. Her heart dropping as her jaw followed soon after. She tried to recover herself. Trying to not let me see the guilt in her eyes. Unfortunately it was too late, I had seen it. I had seen everything. She opened her mouth, but I stopped her. "Don't...your face told me everything."

She sighed, looking down defeated. "That was in the past Saraphine. As of now...I don't know what the future holds. That's not my job. It's no one's job but Father Time's. I'm sure...that Pitch loves you and only you. No matter what happened between him and Yami in the past."

"Haya. How do you-"

"How do I know?" She said, finishing my sentence. I nodded. "Truth is...I don't, but I am hell sure of it. And Saraphine...I'm sorry, but right now is not the time to talk about your love life. We have bigger issue at hand. You understand?"

I nodded, straightening up like a solider. Doing what I had to do in order fight. Push my feelings away and deal with them later. Fuck. "Yes ma'am!"

She chuckled. Her laugh sounding like a bell. "At ease solider." I listened to her request. "We...have a war on our hands. Pieces are being set into place as lines are being drawn. Me against my sister. Elsa and Jack against Tooth. There's only one way we can win."

"How?"

"By using our ultimate weapons. Four guardians with power so pure...they could beat my sister in a instant."

My eyes widened. Four guardians? "W-who are there?" I questioned. Of course curious beyond belief. She shrugged, her blonde hair bouncing with her shoulders.

"Only time could tell. We could have assumptions. Some times those assumptions are correct. Most times they could be as wrong as hell could be. All we know for certain is...it will be four."

I looked down. "I see. So you really don't have a lot of information for us on this matter, do you?"

She sighed, looking down as she shook her head. Her shoulders falling in defeat. A dove perching there as its head fell accordingly to her's. "No...I don't. My knowledge is limited. It may be more than yours...but I'm afraid it's not much." Her velvet voice was soaked in the rain. An eerie gloom coming upon her once rested face, which now contorted in pain and sacrifice. She was a person who had lost everything. She is that person. I...feeling her pain, I slowly placed my hand on her shoulder. Her eyes snapping to me. They now held the darkness of a storm.

"It's..." I paused, smiling at her. "It's better than nothing. We at least have some sort of direction. You pointed the arrow. If you didn't come to see me...we would be in shambles. Lost...in the darkness. Running like chickens with our heads cut off. You gave us a path...and we will follow it."

There's was a glint of hope in her eye. A shooting star falling within the storm. Then the lightening strikes, the star vanishes and a light drizzle begins within her eyes. Her eyes fall. "There's..." she bites her bottom lip. Her hand slowly inching up to mine as her nerves get the better of her. She was nervous. "There's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?" I analyzed her face carefully. Watching her silently as she, again, took a long deep breath.

"It's Pitch."

My heart dropped for the umpteenth time. A feeling of undeniable darkness invading my mind. My vision becoming crisp as if everything was just my imagination. A movie. My mouth was dry as all the moisture became a lump within this throat of mine. The ground had swallowed me.

"W-what about him?" My voice was hushed and in a whisper.

"He's...he's in danger."

❄️ Pitch's P.O.V ❄️

     "Oooh Pitch." She moaned. Her nails running down my back. Making me growl as my heart pounded. "Aah baby." She wrapped her long slender legs around my bare torso. Shoving me into her more and more. Her moans getting louder and louder. Each time becoming a major turn on. Her long black hair flared in her red silk bed. Eyes of orange copper closing as her head fell back. Long slender columns as she grabbed the sheets. Arching her back as her soft breast grazed against my hard chest. Her polished white skin looking like porcelain.

"Don't stop. Ooooh baby. Don't stop." She begged. Pleaded. Never feeling a gentle touch like her's in so long. She created me, so of course she knew me like I was her own name.

"Yami," I said breathless. Trembling as I felt our emotions build. Ready to explode with every moan that passed her lips.

"Pitch."

I bit her bottom lip.

"Pitch!"

I shoved her against me so hard that her legs trembled around me. Hearing her yelp in pleasurable pain as my hands grabbed her bare ass. Squeezing it hard as she shivered like a leaf.

"More! Ah more!"

There's the pleading again. My mouth traveled along her neck. Biting the nape of her shoulder as my tongue traveled down her skin. Tasting sweet upon my tongue as my mouth soon went to the valley between her breasts. Pleasuring both of them accordingly.

"Ah! Ah!"

We were covered in sweat. Panting as our chest rose with every move we made. Our bodies trembling as everything became tight and hot. She held onto my shoulders as I clawed the bed. Trying to make the most friction between us.

"Pitch...ah!"

"Hhah!" I gasped, startled as I sat up. My eyes moving frantically. Looking around my room as there was no one to be seen. I sighed with relief, putting my head between my hands. It was just a dream, it was just a dream. It was...just...

"A dream." My voice was a whisper. Silence soothing me as I took three long breaths. God, please...not again. I-I love Saraphine...don't let Yami take me away from her. Please, don't let her take me away.

"What's wrong Pitch? Cat got your tongue. Or should I say...Angel!"

I froze as goosebumps went up my spine. I would know that voice anywhere. The voice that sounds like the waves of the ocean clashing as one. A voice so smooth, so silk...how could it not belong to a vixen. My head popped from my hands, her lips turning into a red smile.

"No...no. You can't possibly be here." I muttered. Quickly getting out of my bed as I stood on the other side of it. Away from her as she stood in the doorway. Her feet forming from the fog as they touched the floor. Dressed in totally black as her boots clicked against the wood. Her dress dragging behind her.

"Unfortunately...you're right. I'm not here. I'm still locked up...due to your girlfriend." She spat the word "girlfriend".

My eyes widened, "Saraphine? What did you do to her!" My hands became fists at my sides. Black sand already forming around me. My voice becoming thunder. My anger scared her a little, but she soon recovered.

"Nothing...yet." She said with a smirk. Hating that I was able to think that she looked hot with it. I growled, shaking my head. Shaking away those memories, those feelings.

"How are you here?"

"This is my shadow. Just an image, a picture that can touch and feel. I'm not really here. But I can be." She spoke hopeful. Hoping that I loved her like I did back then. Truth is...I didn't know what I felt for her back then. Sympathy maybe? Or maybe a love that...wasn't all my own.

"What do you want?" I hissed.

"You Pitch, I need you." She spoke seductively. Taking a step forward, her eyes glowing as they stared at me with hunger and need.

"For what? And why?"

She smiled, "for love of course. I love you Pitch." She said desperately. Her eyes begging me to hold her.

"That's not the only reason is it." I growled. My eyes burning through her as I slowly walked to her. Looking like a predator stalking on his prey. My head tilting as I looked at her menacingly. "You need me to set you free. So then you can turn the world into your own living hell!" I snarled. Turning away from her as I walked a few feet. Giving us distance as I crossed my arms.

"That's not true?!"

"It isn't? Then why now? Why come now when I finally settle down with the girl I love."

Her face became pale and her breathing thin. "You...you don't love her. You don't love that guardian! You love me Pitch! Me! And...what you said is not all wrong. I want to rule this world, with by my side. I want to change it for you. I want to make it our own living hell. Don't you...want to make them feel guilty. Don't you want to laugh in their face and make them regret what they did to you?" She yelled desperately. Unable to accept the truth.

"No..." I shook my head. "I don't."

Her eyes widened. Looking as if her entire world was falling around her. "You've...you've changed."

"Yes...I have." I looked at her. Giving me the same old look she gave me when I left her. The look that screamed, "you're breaking my heart!" "I left you...cause I thought I loved you. Turns out I never really did. I loved your power and your wickedness."

"T-that's not a bad thing. I-"

"Shh," I hushed. "Let me finish."

She tilted her head up. Keeping her chin up high in the air. Trying to hide her scared swallowing and the pricking of tears in her eyes.

"I've changed...because I found friendship. I had felt kindness. I was able to look into the eyes of my brother without shame. I saved a girl and she now calls me big brother. I let two people have love even though them remembering could possibly lead to my death. Or a life time filled of cruelty. I've felt...how good it feels...to be good. I've found true love, and it's in the form of a beautiful angel who I had wanted all my life. A guardian that is both good and bad who saw the good in me. And fell in love with my flaws."

She shook her head. Denial sinking in as tears rolled down her cheeks. "No...no. They've changed you, but I believe the old Pitch is still in there. The Pitch who still loves me and cherishes me!" Her hands found my chest. Looking up at my as she held my bare shoulders tight. Looking at me desperately. Poor little thing.

"No, I don't love you Yami." I took her hands off my shoulders. Holding her wrist before I push them back to her. Rejecting her completely. "and I never will. I'll never join you and I won't help set you free." I then began to walk away. Hoping that she would finally be done with me. Unfortunately...I was wrong.

Her eyes narrowed as her black fog began to emerge behind her. Lightning going off behind her as the room went black. Her eyes burning into my very soul. "We'll just have to see about that." She scoffed and roses her hand towards me. An imaginable pull that was unknown to me began attract me towards her. (Feeling like this was some kind of "The Force" shit from Starwars.) I struggled not to come and closer to her, but failed. The force pulling me closer and closer until I was finally against her body. The lighting stopping as her arms snaked around me. Her lips pressing against mine as I remain frozen. She growled and with the flick of her finger I was kissing her ravenously, my arms around her thin waist. I growled disgusted, trying to pull away. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get untangled from her. She had me paralyzed. Damn creators!

It was at that moment a purple orb came out of no where. Pushing Yami away from me and into the wall. I looked to my right where the orb came from and I couldn't believe my eyes. Her hand was out pointed at Yami as she stood there. Her hair blowing gracefully as her eyes burned like fire.

"Let. Him. Go." She spoke dark and threatening. Her black and white wings spreading from her back as she challenged Yami. Yami groaned, finally able to stand up from the impact of her hitting the wall. Her face contorted in pain as she held her left arm at her side.

"It's nice to see you too. Saraphine." She finished her sentences with a "tch".

"Get out. Now." Saraphine stated. Her voice low and dark. "Before I make sure your shadow can never exist again."

"Alright alright I'm going!" Her shadow began to fade as she gave her final remark. "But this ain't the end of it! Pitch will be mine! He will and I would see to it that you suffer in our hell!"

Saraphine growled before she threw another orb at her. Able to cause more damage to Yami before she disappeared completely. Crawling back to whatever cage she came from. Saraphine sighed and looked at me.

"Are you...alright?"

I could tell that we...were still not okay. That she was still hurt and she's even more hurt now that she has seen me and Yami Kiss. Why am I such a fuck up? Why for once...why can't anything go my way?

"Yes, I'm alright. Look Saraphine...that kiss back there-"

"I know. She was controlling you. I understand."

My head perked up in hope. "Does this mean that...were...?"

She took a deep breath. Turning away from me with a hurt look in her eye. Her wings folding at her sides. "I...I don't know. But Pitch..." she looked at me. Her eyes holding all the love and pain in the world. "I do love and will always love you. This a..." she looked like she was going to choke on her own words. "...a big milestone in our relationship. A past lover has came back for you. One I didn't know about and one who has an even chance in winning. You...don't know what you want. That's why you hesitated when asked you...do you love her." Her voice was breaking. Sniffles coming from her as she kept taking in deep breaths. "But um... right now...we have to put this on hold. We...at war and we have a job to do. You need protection and I'm the only one who can protect you. I was created to defeat them. Yami and Haya her sister. You're only safe with me. Now if don't want to come and help I-"

"I do. I'll come cause I want to make sure your safe too."

Her face fell at ease and she smiled at me. Hearing her heart flutter from my words. I gave her a smile back, knowing that I still had a chance with her. That I could still win her back and I will. I took a step forward, making sure to give her enough distance.

"Alright Saraphine. What do you we do first?"

"We have to find Elsa and Jack and take them to Haya. From there she will fill you all in."

❄️ Elsa's P.O.V ❄️

"Jack? Jack where are you?" I said softly. Looking around the big willow tree next to the frozen lake. The lake where we first met.

"Here I am!" He said as he grabbed me from behind. Tickling me like a mad man.

"Nooooo!" I laughed. Squirming in his arms as I tried to get out of his hold. Fortunately I wasn't that successful. He turned me around. Growling once we came face to face.

"Who dares try to escape my tickle hands!" He said in a voice deeper than his own. Growling as he tried to be scary, only making me laugh more.

"Your girlfriend you frozen head!" I poked his nose. Making him blink before he put on his scary facade.

"You dare insult the great JACK FROST!"

I smirked. Thinking of a great idea. "Yes, I do." I then licked his lips teasingly slow. Purring as a deep hot moan escaped his gorgeous lips.

"Not...funny...Elsa," he said breathless, panting in between his words. His hands tightening on me as his cheeks and ears we kissed with a beautiful shade of pink.

"You're right. It's not funny. It's hot." I said teasingly biting his bottom lip hungrily. Pulling it until it slipped from his teeth. Making him moan louder as I felt his nails bury into my skin.

"Wait til I get my hands on you." He growled.

"Is that a threat or a promise." I smirked as I felt his famous "you'll pay for that" glare on me. A look that I get a lot whenever I make Jack Frost blush. Hehe. He's so cute when he blushes though, he looks like an innocent school boy!

"You little troub-" I cut him off by slamming my lips against his. Feeling him melt under my hands as I kissed him slow at first. Making sure he felt every inch of my lips as I moved them slower and slower. But everyone knew...that Jack Frost doesn't like that. He growled impatient. He grabbed a fistful of my platinum blonde hair. Pulling pleasurable hard as he kissed me with all the passion he had. His lips moving with mine at an alarming rate. I could barely keep up with him as his tongue entered my mouth. Making me moan loudly as he tasted me. Trembling from his delicious lips and tongue that made my hot and flustered. His hands holding my tight against him as I felt his staff behind me. Trapping me within it.

"Mine," he growled when he took a breath. Allowing me to do the same before he devoured my lips again. Kissing me like that for a good 20 minutes before we pulled away. Both of us breathless and trembling. Seeing our panted breaths turning into mist as they mingled together. His eyes were dark with lust and mine were dark with need. If I could, I would spend all my time kissing him on end. Spending every beautiful moment with him and every special one. To be with him 24/7 is and will be my number one wish. And one day...I know it will be achieved, but as for now...it will have to wait. For things...always get in the way.

It was at that moment a gust of wind blew past us. Making us huddle into each other in order for the other not to be blown away. Our eyes shut as we shield each other. Until the wind stopped...it was normal again. We opened our eyes as they came upon two figures. One with wings and one completely in black. They started walking towards us, one male and one female. I knew who they were the moment they landed. And that's when my heart did a belly flop.

"Saraphine?...Pitch?"

I spoke with wide eyes as both of their's fell upon us.

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❄️ Jordanaime Here ❄️

OMG ITS BEEN PRACTICALLY FOREVER! That's right I'm back! And I'm so sorry for the huge long delay! A lot of things happened in the past few weeks. You would not believe it! It was so chaotic! So I'm going to keep this short so I could finally publish the heck out of this thing!

First: THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FIR SUPPORTING ME AND FOR WAITING THIS LONG! YOU ARE ALL FUCKING AMAZING! WHOOP!

Second: I'M SORRY FOR THE DELAY! I HAD SO MUCH CLASS WORK TO DO. A DISNEY FEILD TRIP TO GO ON! A DATE WITH MY BOYFRIEND (who is now sick 😭) AND A WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER CHAOS FORGIVE ME!

Third: here are this week's questions.

What do you think about Haya?

What do you think about Yami?

Who do you think will win?

Yami or Saraphine?

Who will Pitch choose?

There needs to be more JELSA? AM I RIGHT!

You guys still love this book?

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What will happen next?

Answer these & ask your own questions in the comments below!

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❄️ Jordananime Out ❄️