Revenge. He intended to have it. The Boogeyman scowled fiercely as he stared at the iron globe that shone bright with the lights of believers. He'd almost had them! Almost! Had it not been for Jack Frost and that little brat of his... and of course the children who had followed him... Well, this time things would be different. He moved to caress the globe with one hand, one light in particular. He would not screw things up this time, several years had passed and many had forgotten him so easily. He would start with one Jamie Bennett. Yes, that boy that had seemed to be Jack's first believer, who had inspired others to believe would soon be the frost spirit's undoing... A smile crept upon the graytone face. After all, Jamie was no longer a boy anymore and the Guardians were sworn to protect children. Jamie wasn't a child... Not after the age of fourteen... Oh his revenge would be sweet, he could almost taste it. Now, how to get the child on his side... He knew the boy couldn't simply be persuaded by normal means, after all he'd defied Pitch as a child. Had refused to fear him and stop believing in the Guardians. A malevolent grin began to overtake those features as an idea came to him. He would go to the not-so-young boy and take what innocence there was there. It was only natural now and none of the Guardians could or would interfere with this right of passage that all humans went through. Even that despicable Frost had gone through this at least at some point before he'd died. He, Pitch, would use it to his advantage.