A/N: Not sure if this has been done before but I've got to get this idea out. I know the prologue is kinda short but I think future chapters should be longer. Hope you enjoy it!
Prologue
Pitch broke the staff in half. "The book, Jack!" He said as he held the broken pieces over the campfire.
Jack was not far away. He fell to the floor, winded. Baby Tooth rushed up to him. His limps felt like jelly as he collapsed under his own weight. He struggled for air as he clenched his chest.
But the book was still in one had. It was the same book North had used to declare him a guardian. No way was he letting Pitch get a hold of something so powerful.
"No." He managed to say.
"No?" Pitch raised an eyebrow. "Very well then."
Jack let out a cry and Baby Tooth a shocked squeak as Pitch dropped the two halves of the staff into the fire. It instantly burned away and along with it, all of Jack's powers.
Jack felt weaker as his vision started to blur. Voices became distant and darkness started to consume him.
"Poor, poor Jack," Pitch easily took the book from him. "I would have you join your friends but what's the point if you're going to fade away here anyway?" He chuckled.
Baby Tooth fluttered up to him squeaking angrily. She dived at his face but Pitch flicked her away.
"Baby...Tooth!" Jack said weakly as he watched the little fairy hit against a tree and slump to the ground.
Pitch knelt down and turned Jack's chin to face him. "Goodbye, Jack. Guess this time it's your turn to be defeated. But don't worry, all the pain will be over soon." He laughed as he disappeared into a shadow, taking the book with him. Even after he was gone his laughter still echoed through the forest.
Jack closed his eyes. Darkness was taking over. He faintly heard the squeak of Baby Tooth.
"Hold...on." He said as he tried to crawl over to her but he finally collapsed completely on the ground.
"Hold...on..." His blurry eyes saw Baby Tooth get up and shake her head. She squeaked again as she saw him on the ground.
The last thing Jack saw was Baby Tooth rushing up to him before everything went pitch black.