Nature flew as fast a shooting star, her long mane whipping behind her. The icy cold wasteland had no effect on her what-so-ever.

She didn't know how she was supposed to find Jack here, in the middle of nowhere, where an artic storm was occurring.

Then she thought it.

Where would the artic storm come from?

A mile ahead she could see what looked like a white tornado; the wind started affecting Nature, and she tried to fly with all her strength—it wasn't exactly easy flying and feeling as though a truck were lying on your chest.

She squinted her eyes, and screamed, mustering as much strength as she could. She flew in….spun….and felt herself slam into the ground…

XxX

Nature's eyes snapped open and she found herself lying on an icy surface. With her head pounding, she slowly sat up and immediately gasped.

Winds were surrounding her, making her black swirl. The wind didn't move toward her; they just stayed a good yard away. She heard a groaning noise next to her, and saw a tuft of white hair buried under a pile of snow.

Nature instantly crawled toward the pile, her green eyes wide with fear. The snow didn't bite at her skin at all; just made her annoyed. She clawed until she saw a face.

"Jack!" She breathed, her hand finding his cheek. He moaned, coughing slightly. Saraphina put her hands over the snow and melted it. Jack was curled in a ball, shirtless and shivering.

"Oh, Jack, I'm so sorry," she whispered, pulling him so his torso was across her lap.

His eyes scrunched up. "Not *cough* you're….your fault…."

"What do you mean? If I hadn't stopped whatever from attacking—"

"NOT," Jack shouted, now going from shivering to violent shaking. "SOMEONE!"

Saraphina removed her hand from Jack's cheek. "Jack…?"

"ME!" His eyes snapped open to reveal not blue, not green, and not hazel eyes. Pure yellow eyes. Saraphina felt herself get blown backwards and the winds disappeared. Instead a tall black figure gloomed over her, casting a shadow. She scrambled back, breathing hard and staring the man.

Pitch grinned at her, carrying Jack in his arms. "Hello….Mother Nature…."

He then flew off, with dark clouds forming. Nature scowled. Not again.

She took a deep breath and followed her father.