Sam Sam Sam. Why oh why are you starting another fanfiction? You've already got two others under your belt. What makes you think you can handle a third? Nothing that's what. But here it is anyway so ta-da and enjoy! WARNING! I'm new to the ROTG fandom so please be nice and make all criticism constructive!

Tanya was a tall, pale, freckle faced, 16 year old girl. She had shoulder length red hair that was always in a ponytail and large, light blue eyes. It was a snowy day outside and she was baby-sitting a five year old, dark skinned boy named Adam while his mother was in the hospital giving birth to his new brother Steve. Adam was a small, lithe boy with a shaved head and large, cinnamon coloured eyes. Adam and Tanya were outside, playing in the snow. Adam was making snow angels, covering the back of his red parka and green snow pants in snow. Tanya was starting the snowman, building the bottom half. She pushed her blue snow boots through the snow, the ball becoming bigger and bigger. Finally, she stopped, grinning at her handy work. The girl wiped some of the snow off her black gloves and onto her blue parka. She turned to tell Adam but saw he was talking to the air to the right of him.

'Hey Adam. Who ya talking to?' Tanya asked, crouching down, careful not to get snow on her black skinny jeans.

'Jack Frost. Can't you see him?' Adam asked innocently.

'Jack Frost? No hun. I can't.' Tanya said, amused at his childish fantasy. Adam turned for a sec and whispered to the air. Tanya couldn't make out what he was saying.

'So, you don't believe in Jack Frost?' Adam asked sadly.

'No. I haven't really believed in that stuff since I was like, ten.' Tanya said, a little sad. 'But if you believe in him, I bet he's real.' She said with a smile. Adam smiled back. 'So, how about it kid? You wanna make Frosty's head?' Adam nodded and rushed to make the head while she made the middle. Eventually, they got their parts done. Tanya put the pieces together while Adam got the carrot for his nose. Tanya lifted him up so he could draw in the mouth and eyes with his finger and then stuck the carrot on. Both kids stood for a moment to admire their handy work.

'Can we have hot chocolate?' Adam asked, looking up at Tanya. Tanya nodded and went to the door, opening it for him. After they were both in the house, Tanya closed the door and took off her parka to reveal a grey turtleneck. She kicked off her boots and went to the living room to set up the TV for Adam while he took off his snow gear. After turning on the TV, he ran into the living room, wearing black sweats and a red jersey. Tanya started heating up the milk and while the milk was being heated, she grabbed a box of Nutter Butters and gave them to Adam. After the milk was heated, she added the hot chocolate powder and went to give it to Adam. They sat and drank hot chocolate while watching Spongebob.

Tanya checked her iPhone for the time. 7:30 pm. 'Time to get ready for bed Adam.' Tanya said, getting up and grabbing the cups. Adam obediently went upstairs to get changed and brush his teeth. Tanya cleaned the cups and put them away. Then she went upstairs to check with Adam.

'Done?' Tanya asked him when she knocked at the door. 'Yeah!' Adam yelled. Tanya opened the door to the dinosaur plastered room. Adam was in his footie dinosaur pyjamas and holding up to her a Captain America book. She grabbed the book and he jumped under his green comforter. Tanya read him the story and was about to leave when Adam called out, 'Wait!'

'What?' Tanya asked.

'Can you check under the bed for Pitch?' Adam asked fearfully.

'Pitch?' Tanya asked.

'The Boogeyman.' Adam said, bring the comforter up so only his eyes showed.

'There's no such thing.' Tanya said, obliging.

'You said if I believe, then it's real.' Adam rebutted.

'That only applies to Jack Frost.' Tanya said from under the bed. Adam heard a sharp intake of breath.

'Tanya?' Adam asked.

'Oh. My. GOD! It's…it's…' Tanya said fearfully. Adam leaned over to her and she popped up into his face. 'The biggest dust bunny I've ever seen!' Tanya laughed. Adam glared at her for a moment but smiled and laughed alone with her. She got up to leave and Adam said, 'Wait!'

'Yeah?' Tanya asked.

'Can you check in the closet?' Adam asked. Tanya nodded and went over to the closet. 'Nothing but us dinosaurs.' Tanya said, throwing him a T-Rex. 'Did you know that the Boogeyman is scared of dinosaurs?' Tanya asked. Adam shook his head. 'Well, he is. So Mr T-Rex will protect you.' Tanya said, turning off the light. The dinosaur nightlight lit up the room and she left the door open a crack. The boy curled up and fell asleep. What he didn't know was that Pitch had been in the room the whole time, hidden in the shadows.

'Don't believe in me huh? Well, we can change that.' Pitch said wickedly. Then he moved through the shadows downstairs to where Tanya was, doing her history homework.

'Who cares about American politics in the 19th century?' Tanya grumbled under her breath. Pitch stood behind her, dusting some nightmare sand over her.

The words swam in front of the page, making less sense than before. Tanya rubbed at her eyes and fought the drowsiness suddenly overtaking her. She folded her arms in front of the book and leaned closer. Then, her head fell onto her book.

It was all dark. It was neither hot nor cold or in between. It just was. Then, she heard a voice, her voice.

'There's no such thing. Did you know that the Boogeyman is scared of dinosaurs?' Tanya heard herself say. Then, in the corner of her eye, she saw two glowing yellow eyes. She turned to face them.

'I'm hurt. I really am. Saying I'm not real. How offensive.' A voice said in a mock tone, the eyes slanting.

'Who…Who are you?' Tanya asked, slightly frightened but knowing the answer.

'I think you know.' The voice responded. Then, the eyes disappeared. Tanya looked around for them, walking backwards into a tall, solid form.

'Boo.' He said. She whipped around and saw a tall, grey man wearing a long, billowing black robe. His eyes were yellow slants and when he grinned at her, she saw many pointed teeth. Like a shark's mouth. Just like that though, he was gone. She felt a presence behind her.

'Tell me Tanya, what's your greatest fear?' he whispered in her ear.

'You're the Boogeyman. You tell me.' She quipped.

'Feisty. Well, you are right. I do know it. Your greatest fear is not to die, but to live forever. You fear having to watch everyone you love die and being left alone.' Pitch replied.

'You're good.' Tanya said, a hint of fear creeping in.

'No, I'm bad.' He said back with a smirk. Then, he disappeared. The darkness gave way to Tanya, still young, watching her best friend, Amanda, die in a nursing home. Her blonde hair was grey and her eyes were closed forever. There was a flash and she was at another funeral. She began wandering the graveyard, looking at all the gravestones of all the people she loved, Amanda being the newest edition. Tanya sunk to her knees and cried, wailing and screaming.

She woke up with her head on the history book and the sound of tiny feet coming toward her.

'Tanya, what happened?' Adam asked sleepily. Tanya wiped her eyes and checked the clock. It was half past 9.

'Just a bad dream. Sorry to wake you. Go back to bed.' She said, getting up to bring him to bed.

'It was Pitch! He is real! He is!' Adam said fearfully.

'No honey, it was just a bad dream. Go back to bed.' Tanya said with a small smile. She left the door open a crack and went back downstairs. She couldn't believe it. Pitch was real.

Outside, a boy with white hair and icy blue eyes watched her through the window with a worried look.

Intending to talk some more with Adam, he had returned to see Pitch standing over the baby sitter. She tried to fight sleep but lost. She seemed calm for a while and he was impressed that she wasn't frightened. But as soon as Pitch left, her face scrunched up as if she was having a bad dream. Suddenly, she shook her head vehemently and screamed, waking up.

He didn't know if he should tell the other Guardians. It didn't prove a hell of a lot. It'd been about five years. Nothing could've happened yet. So he'd watch and wait.

At midnight, while she was trudging through her history homework, she got a call from Adam's dad, Mr Bridge, asking if she could stay overnight. There had been complications and they needed to stay overnight. It was Friday night now Saturday morning so she had nothing to worry about. Tanya said she could and wished them well. After hanging up, she called her mom and asked her to bring her clothes and such. Her mother was fortunately still awake and complied.

A half hour later, her mom arrived with her stuff. Tanya quickly ran into the bathroom and changed into fuzzy blue pajama pants with snowflakes and an oversized t-shirt she got when volunteering at the humane society. Tanya brushed and flossed her teeth and made a beeline for the couch then stopped. She needed to make sure that the doors were locked. Front? Check. Back? Check. French doors in the kitchen? She looked out and saw a teenage boy with white hair carrying a staff sitting in the tree by the door.