Chapter 6

                                    

                                          


                          
Fake Jack turned and ran. Jack had no choice but to follow so that he could find out who "he" was.
                          
"It's no good! You'll never find out!" Fake Jack taunted.
                          
Jack realised that this wasn't a "fake" clone of himself. The clone was evil. Probably made by Pitch out of children's fears. It could be what Jamie is afraid of. Me being evil. Jack gasped. What if "he" was Jamie? Could Pitch really have captured Jamie? The thoughts of Pitch hurting Jamie were to much to bear. Jack flew around the lair trying to find his evil clone but every time Jack saw him, he either flew away or disappeared into the shadows, the way Pitch does.
                          
"Why are you going after me? I'm not going to tell you anything!" Evil Jack said in a sing-song voice.
                          
Jack realised that he was only going after Evil Jack, not to where he was going. Jack quickly mended his mistake and soon, he found that he was getting more and more looks at his clone. After about seventeen minutes, Jack caught his clone but he disappeared into the shadows taking Jack with him. Jack found himself in a cell with his clone but he went through the shadows to the outside of the cell, which only had a window and no visible door, unless it was part of the door and the door blended in well.
                          
"Let me out!" Jack hissed.
                          
"Why should I? Do you just want to be with Elsa?" Evil Jack asked.
                          
"Stand aside, DJ!" Pitch commanded.
                          
"DJ? What the hell does that mean?" Jack asked.
                          
"It stands for Dark Jack, but, how were you to know? Now, Jack. Give me your staff!" Pitch ordered.
                          
"No, I won't!" Jack refused.
                          
"Didn't I tell you that he was going to die screaming?" Dark Jack, DJ, asked.
                          
"You did but you never specified who "he" was," Jack agreed.
                          
"Well, he is that boy who never stopped believing. Jamie is here. And, if you don't hand over your staff, as DJ said, he'll die screaming!" Pitch informed.
                          
"And where is Jamie because, I don't think that he is here!" Jack stated.
                          
"DJ, fetch the boy from the other cell. Oh, and DJ," Pitch started whispering in DJ's ear and Jack couldn't hear the rest.
                          
DJ nodded and flew off.
                          
"Isn't DJ wonderful. He is exactly like you, except, of course, his eyes don't sparkle like yours and his hoodie is black. If he were to, I don't know, swap his hoodie with yours, he'd make a pretty convincing Jack Frost. What do you think, Jack? Do you agree?" Pitch antagonised.
                          
"Maybe, if I had spent more time with him but, he does look like me. How did you create him, if I may ask?" Jack said.
                          
"Easy, the guardians fears and Jamie's fears. I used my memory of what you looked like to create the body shape and the personality and used the fears to make him real. I decided after I made him that he should be evil, so I changed the colour of the hoodie and the eyes were already like that. And here he comes now with Jamie," Pitch explained.
                          
Jack leaned against the bars of the window in the door to his cell. Sure enough, Dark Jack was leading Jamie along. He was scared and so was Jack.
                          
"JAMIE!" Jack screamed.
                          
Jamie looked horrible. Jack realised that Pitch must've been keeping him here for a while for Jamie to look so bad. His clothes were ragged and Jamie must have been underfeed because, his clothes seemed a bit loose and baggy on him. Jamie had grown but that was only because of him starting to grow up. Jamie looked up and saw Jack.