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Chapter One


"Happy Easter, Jack" Pitch said darkly as he faded into the shadows, leaving Jack at the entrance of the Warren.

Jack looked back, pounding on the door hoping to go back and fight Pitch. It proved useless and Jack realized Baby Tooth was missing. "Baby Tooth!" he called out and looked around. But still, the little pixie was nowhere to be seen. "Oh no."

On the ground laid scattered, thousands of crushed eggs that him and the Guardians worked so hard to color and decorate for Easter. Jack ran out of the tunnel only to find disappointed children walking away from the egg hunt, no longer believing in the Easter Bunny.

"Jack, where were you?" North asked, walking up to him.

"I, uh…"

"Jack!" Tooth also came to confront him. "Where did you get that?" She glanced down and saw the golden box that held Jack's teeth, as well as his memories.

"That's where you were, with Pitch?" North concluded.

"Where's Baby Tooth?" Tooth gasped, realizing her little helper was missing.

"He has to go," Bunny came up behind Jack. "We should have never trusted you!" He said angrily.


Jack ran through the snow, far away from the others by now. He ran up to the top of a cliff, preparing to throw the little golden box over the edge, but he couldn't. He tried again, but to no avail. He knew that the box held his memories from before he became Jack Frost. He knew that the memories it held were important.

"I thought this might happen. They never really believed in you." A dark voice began from behind. "I was just trying to show you that. But I understand."

Jack turned around, seeing Pitch. He swung his staff in attack. Pitch blocked the attacks with the nightmare sand.

"You don't understand anything!" Jack yelled in a fit of anger.

"No, I do know what it's like to be cast out" Pitch began to counter the attacks. "To not be believed in," The battle stopped. "To long for a family. I used to think I was the only one, but now I see I was wrong."

Jack felt sympathy for Pitch, because he was right. He did long for it. He longed to be believed in, longed to belong.

"What goes together better than cold and dark," Pitch continued. "We can make them believe. We'll give them a world where everything, everything is—

"Pitch Black?" Jack finished.

"And Jack Frost, too."

Jack looked down, thinking about Pitch's offer. The Guardians didn't want him anymore. They were right from the start; he didn't have what it took to be a guardian. Looking up at Pitch, Jack nodded. "I'm in."

A dark smile spread across Pitch's face.


North, Tooth, and Bunnymund all returned to the pole. The only holiday left that could get the children to believe again was Christmas, and that was still several months away.

"Why did you have to say that?" Tooth asked Bunny, clearly upset. "We need Jack, we won't be able to stop Pitch without him."

"I'm sorry," Bunny said, probably for the third time after Jack left.

"I wonder where he went," North pondered.

Tooth made her way over to North, walking because of her lack of power. "I'm sure we will find him." Tooth reassured. "Then Bunny can apologize." She looked toward the rabbit across the room.

"You might wanna take a look at this, mate," Bunny called over to them. "The lights are going out fast."

The lights on the globe that represented the children who still believed were growing dim. Soon there were only six left glowing. Five. Three. Two. One.

But that last light stayed aglow.

"Do you know what this means?" North started. "We still have a chance!"

"What do you mean, mate?"

"No time for questions, we must hurry!" North exclaimed. Him and the others began rushing to the sleigh.

"Leaving so soon?" A figure emerged from the darkness.

"Pitch! What are you doing here?!" Tooth asked in shock.

"Here to watch the light show of course." He motioned to the globe. The last light began to flicker, but it didn't go out entirely.