"Jack, you've gotta snap out of it." Bunnymund yelled weakly, one arm clutching the other as he tried to stand up. "Jack, please."

Jack smirked at the figure who struggled in front of him. "St. Nick's down. Tooth's down. Even the goddamn Sandman is down!" He laughed ferociously, mad with power. "Really? You expect me to stop after all this?" He asked once more, pointing to the town frozen beneath them.

"From now on, only the cold shall shroud this planet. There'll be no more fairies, no more sweet dreams, no more Christmas and especially, no more Easter." Using his staff, he forced the Bunny to look at him straight in the eyes.

What Bunnymund saw, was no longer the Jack Frost he used to know. Instead of warm, bright, blue eyes, all that was left was cold, ice eyes. His face was twisted with madness and insanity.

"Jack, stop, please."

"Oh look, you finally admit defeat? I thought you'd be stronger than this, Bunnymund." Jack chuckled, snapping his fingers. Bunnymund gasped as his feet became frozen to the ground, the cold ice slowly spreading around his body, about to turn him into an ice statue. Determined not to give in, he stared straight into Jack's eyes. "Is this really what y' wanted?"

The ice suddenly stopped and Jack continued to stare at him. "What?"

"I thought y' were better than this, Jack Frost. But this, this is disgustin!"

"What would you know? You were always believed in."

"And y' think I was always believed in the first place? It took me years, Jack, years for children to start believin' in the Easter Bunny!"

Jack stopped all movement at once, staring at him in disbelief.

"It took a while, I even lost track of how long, but people began to believe in me soon afterwards. I worked hard, to be believed in. But look at ya, y' not making people believe in you, they're just gunna FEAR you."

"SHUT UP!" Jack screamed, covering his ears. The ice began to move again, this time colder and harsher.

Just as it was about to cover his face, it suddenly stopped. Bunnymund opened his eyes, to find Jack standing dangerously close to him, with their faces close to each other.

"I like you." Jack said with a twisted smile. "I should keep you, shouldn't I? Yes… A pet would be fine…" Using his staff to tilt Bunnymund's chin up, he smirked once more. "You'd make a fine pet."

He leaned in, pressing his cold lips against Bunnymund's. It was cold; icy cold and harsh.

"I can just think of all the things I'm going to do to you." Jack laughed, bringing one of his soft, pale hands up to Bunnymund's still exposed chest. The cold fingernails caused the Easter rabbit to flinch.

He cried out in pain as Jack dug his fingernails deeper into his furry chest, causing blood to trickle out and cover Jack's fingers. But the winter spirit didn't mind, instead, he licked at the blood and seemed to enjoy its flavor, smiling as he licked at his bloodstained fingers.

Bunnymund was downright disgusted. He tried to wriggle free of the ice which held him prisoner, but he was too exhausted to even move, much less escape. Jack noticed his struggles, and laughed again. "Awww, poor widdle rabbit wants to escape?" Digging his fingernails deeper into the now wounded chest, he smiled wider the more Bunnymund cried out in pain.

"You can't escape now. I still have so many things to do, so many ideas for you, dear pet."

"Jack, stop!"

"Come now, it's time I bought you home." He cooed, holding up the staff once more. "Wind, bring us-"

Before he could complete his sentence, a strong force knocked Jack from behind, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

"Tooth! North! Sandy! You're okay!" Bunnymund yelled in relief as the trio rushed to his aid. With little effort, North pulled Bunnymund free from his ice prison, while Sandy created a golden smokescreen, allowing them to escape through a snow globe.

But as North carried off the pooka into the portal, Bunnymund took another glance at the now corrupted Winter spirit. He was glaring at him with angry lust. And right when they escaped through the portal, he heard one last, shrill, dreadful scream.

They retreated to North's workshop at once. It had been too late, but Jack Frost had taken over Burgess. They had little choice but to retreat.

"H-How did y' guys survive? I thought he defeated y'all with that ice stuff…" Bunnymund managed to ask weakly.

"We managed to fend it off, and you bought us time. You should be glad we came in time." Tooth replied.

"We can't let Jack Frost continue this. We have to put end to it." North said, voice obviously filled with a lot of anger and remorse.

Bunnymund felt something tap on his shoulder; he turned around to see Sandy making signs to him.

"I don't like the way Jack was looking at you."

Bunnymund shook his head and looked at him sadly. "Neither do I, mate."