Return of the Nightmare King

Chapter 1

Disturbia

North is like a father to all of us guardians, he makes sure that we all get things done in order to make children's life happier. While some children are believers they try their hardest to get the most difficult children and adults to believe in something or someone. Children all over need light and smiles to brighten their days on earth, the guardians job is to make sure every child is getting the most helpful parents and friends to achieve what they always wanted. Seeing is sometimes believing but it is sometimes hard to get people what you want them to see. All of the guardians like Jack, North, Sandy, Bunny and Tooth all have special abilities to get kids use to using their imagination and believe what they want; But there was always something about North who just takes good care of each and one of us.

"Jack!? Bring me the cookies! So I could stack them up in my locker." As I was helping North pack up his sleigh, Jack was in the back helping the elves make North's sugar cookies. I paused for a moment wondering why North would ever stack a bunch of cookies in a locker.

"North? If you don't mind me asking. Why would you stack cookies in your locker?" He bend over and whispered in my ear.

"To keep the sugar thieves away." He patted me on the head and poked my nose with his huge index finger. As I finished stocking the last present, I turned to see Jack wearing an apron which had 'Kiss the cook!' written on it. Jack held a tin platform with sugar cookies topped with green and red sprinkles. The elves looked up at North with a smile. When North turned around he looked down at Jack. "Better! Yay! Thank you for the nice sweet treat." He leaned in and grabbed Jacks shoulder's and kissed him on the cheek. Jack wiped the kiss away and smiled.

"Um…Got everything?" Jack asked. North got in his sleigh and sat down. He looked at us and said.

"Don't be too naughty. And yes I think I think I have everything stacked and packed thank to Mary. Oh! Jack you little blue devil, you two can have three cookies and I will have the rest. But! If there is some left over stack it in my locker." North took 20 cookies. He then put the cookies in his cookie holder next to the milk carton. Before we turned around and headed back. I looked at North and smiled.

"Have fun. Oh! What should we do with Pitch?" North frowned at the name.

"Feed him from inside the cell. He is in chains so don't worry he won't chase you. And also make sure you don't teas him. I am leaving you in charge Mary to watch him. You'll get paid." I swallowed.

"How much?"

"What do you mean how much? Just wait and see." He winked and with a crack of the whip the sleigh took off. I frowned at the thought of watching someone who betrayed me. Jack walked up behind me placing a hand on my shoulder. "Want a cookie?" I turned around and stared at him.

"No. Thank you."

"What in the hell am I supposed to do with you Mary? North is gone, Bunny is hiding out, Sandy is knocked out in the kitchen, Pitch is locked up in a cage like a crow and Tooth and her furies flew out to Hungry to collect teeth. I am bored." I smirked a little.

"Let me give you an idea winter guardian. How about…you go to a state up North and freeze the lakes and cause a storm with some delays or closings."

"No. I am saving that for Easter Sunday." I put my face in my hands.

"No! You are not doing that again. Don't mess up…." He cut me off.

"I am going to put these cookies in his locker and head out of here to mess with Jamie."

"Friend?"

"The boy you've seen a picture of. Yes he is my friend."

"Enjoy it Ice boy."

"You have a nag of ruining your chances to be with Pitch aren't you?"

"No. I don't like him like that. I already establish him as a friend a faraway type of friend."

"How far did yah get away from him?"

"Far enough…I guess."

"Too much for you to handle?"

"Somewhat." Jack chuckled and flew off to handle the cookies. I on the other hand wondered about, searching for something to occupy myself. I looked over at North's office in which Pitch was at in his cell. For some reason I dared myself to go in and find a book to read. So I did. As I went in to do my job to watch him and search for a book, looked over at Pitch sleeping with his hair down. He looked very fragile and dirty. His cloak is all torn up and tattered. As I walked over at the bookcase I turned around startled to see Jack taking the cookies in.

"What are you doing? You scared me."

"Same question I asked you. Now…where is the locker. Uh. I think I found it. Damn it! What is the fucking combination to this damn thing?"
"Try Christmas season." Jack put in the combination. The door for the locker flung open and Jack was able to get the cookies in.

"What are you doing here Mary?"

"North wanted me to watch Pitch and make sure he is not doing anything sneaky. Also I am looking for this really good book. It's called…"

"Pride and Prejudice." I looked at him with complete shock.

"How did you know?"

"You read it to me to many times and watched the movie."

"So…here yah go. You left it in my room." Jack tossed the book to me. I caught the book and stared at him in shock still.

"Why is this even a shock to you?"

"Oh shut up." Jack rubbed the back of his neck and smirked a little while glancing at me. I smiled too. After he was done doing what he had to do Jack walked away shyly.

"Now. I am going to close this door and give you somewhat of a privacy."

"Jack!?" He looked up at me.

"What is it?"

"I love you. Not like that but like a brother. An older…way older brother."

"Thank you." Jack smiled and closed the door. I walked over to North's big red chair and took my book with me to read. I sat down and read. I glanced from the corner of my eyes to see that I was sitting alone in a room with Pitch. I saw that his face was not covered by his hair no more. He put his head down slightly. I was nervous. He was awake. Then I heard a sigh and I continued reading.

"What book are you reading?" I about to answer it right away, but my fear caught up to me paralyzing my voice. I squeezed the book tightly in my fingertips nervous to answer him.

"Pride and Prejudice." I swallowed waiting for a reply.

"What is your pride and what is prejudice?" I sighed before answering him.

"I take pride in success. And the prejudice part to that is people had always told me I can't do something but I know I can."

"There is a lot more than being prejudice about that?" He looked at me and never took his eyes off of me until he get an answer from me.

"What do you mean?" I finally closed my book and placed on my lap before looking back.

"I take pride in releasing bad dream. Sandman is prejudice because he wants children to have good dreams. Or you seem to be in love with me at one point. Prejudice because I know you don't like what I do." I nodded at his remark. I closed my hand into a light fist nervous of what he might do.

"Oh. Now you learned your lesson?" Pitch smirked at my remark I made. He was not expecting so much to come out of a girl like me.

"I don't listen very well because I am just misunderstood." I turned back to him.

"How?"

"When you don't have a family to care for you and your own child has left you. Wouldn't you want to find a close relationship with someone who would? As well as someone who understands what you are dealing with? It was not…it was not my attentions to be the man I am today. I never wanted to harm children's lives. I never…" I cut him off.

"You should not make it your excuse for scaring children. What more do you want from people in order for anyone to understand you?" He looked down at his hands.

"Love." I looked back at him with wide eyes.

"Love?"

"Yes. I am hurt Mary. The love you brought over to me sense we first met when this place used to be a high school. Remember that?"

"Yes. I…I…do." I turned back and kept my eyes looking down at the front cover of my book. I know Pitch was still looking at me waiting for more to come out of my mouth. I opened the book back up and kept reading. I tried to glance over to see what he was doing. Pitch was still looking at me. His face remained straight for the whole fifteen minutes. I was still stuck on chapter two of this book, it is hard to know that Pitch is still staring at me.

"You're nervous?" I smiled while pretending like I didn't hear him. I looked real quick and glanced away. He was smirking again in a sinister way. He sighed. That's when I closed my book and placed my hands directly on top. I looked back at him. Smiling a little.

"What is it?"

"I'm hungry, dirty and I want you." I stared at him confused.

"There are cookies in the locker, Jack didn't take his three. So."

"So…May I have some Mary." He watched me get up and grabbed him some cookies. I wanted to give him two, so two cookies was enough for a man like him. My hands were sweaty and I started to breath heavier. Each time I took a step towards the cell my stomach started to turn. Thoughts in my head kept telling me to get out. I did not want to run away, I wanted to stay calm as possible and give him what he needs and want.

"Two?" He glanced down at the cookies in my hand before looking up at me.

"North said…" He cut me off.

"North said for you two to have three and save the rest for him. You know how the jolly man loves his cookies."

"Yes." Pitch raised one eye brow.

"Then half would be fine." I quickly scrambled picking one cookie to break in half for him. I dropped one on the floor and watched as it crumbled.

"I…I…am." Pitch hushed me for a second.

"Just get it Mary and forget it. I don't need any." I didn't realized how close his was near my face behind bars. I swallowed slowly as everything in my tracks slowed down. I stuttered.

"Oh…oh…um…okay…I will put this one in the trash and give this half to you." As I got closer than before, Pitch held out his gray hand, I placed the cookie in his hand. He glanced up at me smirking a little. When I did I felt his thumb meet up with the side of my right hand. I swallowed again waiting for him to just take it. I was shaking a little bit under my dress. As I felt him touch me I had chills sent up and throw my spine. He walked back to where he was before. I glanced down at the chains and shackles around his wrist and his ankles. Pitch moved the hair from his face again to bite into the cookie. He chuckled.

"These cookies are something else. No wonder North ate them so much."

"Jack baked them."

"Jack? I thought it was the elves."

"It was, but Jack volunteered to help."

"Uh huh. I can tell because they are a little under cook." I smiled a little watching him enjoy the treat. It was something that just reminded me he is like everyone else.