I know I have stuff to update, but I couldn't keep this locked up. R&R

It was late at night and everyone was in their home, warming up after being in the snow that continued to fall. There was only one person who wasn't bundling up in their warm blankets. A girl who was sixteen years of age. The falling snow was frosting her reddish cinnamon hair and the wind was like ice against her chocolate skin. She was walking in the forest by herself, enjoying how dark it was. Most people hated the darkness, but the girl loved it. She grew up around the darkness and knew that if she ever needed someone to be there for her, she could trust the shadows to engulf her in love and comfort. She stopped her walking when she came to a large space in the center of the forest. In the space was a dark hole in the ground with an old, broken, wooden bed on top. She walked up to it and pushed it off the hole with ease. She looked into the hole and saw that it looked endless. She jumped into the hole without a second thought. The harsh cold was immediately replaced with a loving warmth. She closed her eyes and sighed, waiting to be caught by the only person she knew she could trust. The one who raised her. The one she called her father.

She opened her eyes to see that she was in the arms of a man with silver-yellow eyes, spiky black hair and grey skin. He was the boogeyman. The king of nightmares. Her father. Pitch. He gently put her down.

"Welcome home, Sydney. How was you're night?"

"It could have been better."

"Could have been? Well the night is still young." He put almost Boney hand on her shoulders. "What can your father to give you to make it a night you will never forget?"

"I want friends, Father."

"Done."

Pitch snapped his fingers and three tall shadow figures appeared in front of Sydney, all three doing a goofy dance. Sydney rolled her green eyes and swiped her hand at one of the figures, making all three fade away.

"I want real friends, Father. People. Not shadows."

She made her way to a spiral stair and climbed up until she came face to face with an iron door. The door had a large scarlet jewel in the shape of a broken heart, which happened to be her favorite shape. She opened the door to see a room in all black with a bit of neon green here and there. She walked up to a black, four-poster canopy bed. The drapes hanging from it almost looked like black spider webs. She took a seat and layed down, resting an arm over her eyes. She loved her father, she really did. She enjoyed the days and moments she spent with him, but she wanted to see other people. People she can cal her friends. Pitch, however, would only let her leave their dwelling after dark and would never allow her to leave the forest. Why? She didn't know. She just assumed that it was because he was overprotective, and wanted to make sure she didn't wander off where he couldn't watch over her. She heard a small hiss sound and knew that her father had entered the room. She removed her arm and saw that he had taken a seat next to her.

"Why don't you knock?"

"Would have let me in if I knocked?"

"Yes."

"Lies. You don't get like this often, but when you do you prefer to be alone."

"Then leave me alone."

She turned her back on the Nightmare king, only to have him be on the other side.

"Sydney. What is the problem?"

"The problem is that you never let me see in anyone outside the forest. And when I do you always snatch me back here."

"I only want to make sure you're safe, my little umbra."

Sydney sat up, now sitting on her bed cross-legged.

"I get that, Father. But we never get the chance to see if they're a threat or not."

"I would rather not risk it. Trust me Sydney. Staying in this forest with your Father is what's best for you."

"Sure."

Sydney rest her head on a soft grey pillow. Pitch put a hand on her shoulder and kissed her temple before getting up. He walked over to the door and opened it. Before he left he took another look at his child.

"When you are older, you will agree that my reason for keeping here is right."

Sydney didn't answer. She turned her back on her Pitch once more, happy to know he didn't appear on the other side. Pitch gave a sigh and left his daughter in peace.

Woo! Finally done! I was working on this thing all night. See you all next chapter.