Ice & Shadow

“After all, what goes better than cold and dark?”

Jack sighed, those words kept pounding in his head. Pitch was right to go after him, the two of them knew what it was like to be all alone and no one able to see them. But after Jaime, that was all changed, someone believed in him now, could actually see him. So why did he keep thinking about those words? Jack ran his fingers through his hair, because Pitch was right, cold and dark went together like, well ,peanut butter and jelly. The only problem was, Pitch wasn’t the dark that Jack liked, for people could have fun in the dark too. But that was why he was here, in the cemetery now, he might have found the dark that he liked. A dark-haired, dark-eyed boy stepped out of the shadows behind a tree as easily as Pitch. Though Jack could name several similarities between Pitch and this boy, one thing they didn’t have in common was that the boy was kind. Jack had noticed him a few years ago wandering the streets of New York, all depressed and sullen. Jack tried to cheer him up, but the boy just ignored him. Jack figured that he didn’t believe in him, so continued on. But when he saw him again a couple of years later, that whole concept changed. He saw the boy traveling through shadows, which worried Jack a bit since Pitch did the same thing, but after watching him handling monsters behind the mist and how he treated others, Jack came to realize that this kid wasn’t as bad as he first thought. Jack longed to introduce himself to the dark boy, and now was his chance. He walked lazily through the cemetery, glancing at the boy from time to time, who didn’t seem to notice. Finally, getting tired of waiting, though the boy was kneeling in front of a tombstone, Jack quickly made one of his perfect snowballs and threw it, hitting the boy smack dab in the face. He quickly looked up in surprise with a tinge of annoyance, as Jack noticed apologetically, and his mouth curled into a snarl.
“Why did you do that?”
“Because I’ve been wanting to meet you.”
The boy blinked, “You wanted to meet me? Why?”
“Oh, I guess it’s because of something somebody said to me a few years ago. I can’t get it out of my mind, and, well, you fit the bill better than he does.”
“Say what? What do you mean I fit the bill better than he does?” he asked, his voice softening a bit.
“Well, Pitch Black told me that cold and dark go well, and … uh, I like your dark better than his,” shrugged Jack.
“M-my dark?”
“Yeah, I’ve seen you traveling through shadows the exact same way that Pitch does.”
“Wait, who’s Pitch? And who are you?”
“Oh, sorry, Pitch Black is the king of nightmares and I’m Jack Frost.”
“What, you’re Jack Frost? No way!”
“Yeah way! Glad you know who I am, but I don’t know who you are.”
“Oh, right, I’m Nico di Angelo, I’m a son of Hades.”
Jack grinned, shaking Nico’s hand, “Nice  to meet you Nico. I have a feeling we’re going to have lots of fun. Hades, huh? Doesn’t sound quite as bad as Pitch.” Nico grinned in response.

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