Evil Santa sat on his throne in his quarters, impatiently waiting for the elves to do his bidding and find that human who had dared to set foot in his house, when suddenly a black-tinted crystal ball sitting on one of his shelves glowed an eerie blue. He immediately grabbed the ball and rubbed it. The glow subsided and he saw one of his own loyal elves (the imps that accompanied the good Santa at the South Pole) looking back at him.
"What is it?" he asked the imp.
"The goody-goody Santa down here has a plan to retake the North Pole. He has help. A teenage boy." The imp went on to describe Jon further.
"That's the human that escaped!" Evil Santa roared. He calmed himself down, then asked the imp if he knew of their plan. He was pleased to hear that he did. "Tell me," he told the imp.
