let the darkness consume you...

feel it close around you..

let the fear inside you...

let your soul be consumed...

by the sorrow, the hate...

the darkness, it is your fate..

now child, awake!

The once crystal blue eyes flew open, replaced with dark violet orbs that showed no mercy. They showed joy. Glee even, the esatic look in a madman as he slays his victim. Full of a hunger that could only be filled by dying screems and dark, red, blood. A hunger that could never be truly sated. Jack Frost was no longer. Now there was only Jack Night. After all, what goes better than cold and dark?