The Chosen One

Chapter 1

The start of something new

Twenty years has passed sense me and Jack defeated Pitch. The other guardians did not mind me being here because I showed great courage when Pitch was here. Now Pitch is held in a prison at a place called 'Dreamscape Prison'. It's a place where all bad dreams comes to an end. Jack has been very protective of me, at sometimes overly protective. As strange as this might be I visit Pitch twice a week. Jack hands me over his staff in case he gets out of hand. "Mary!? Have you seen my jacket?" Jacket was rushing in searching for his jacket. He pushed clothes off the bed and pulled some out of his closet. I watched him go crazy for that jacket. "Is it under your bed?"

"No. I…I…Oh it is." When Jack found his hoodie he hurried putting it on and rushed out forgetting to kiss me.

"Jack!?" He stopped and turned around before stepping out of the window. He smirked and came towards me, tilting my head with his cold finger tips and kissing me passionately. I can finally breathe again. Jack walked back words towards the window, giving me a charming smile, he grabbed his staff and flew off. I ran to the window closing my eyes and waiting for a nice breeze and a few flakes against my skin. I opened my eyes and saw that he was gone at the speed of lightening. Then a sudden knock on the door. It was North. I ran to the door and opened it. "North!?" I curtsey at his appearance.

"Mary? Are you going to the prison to visit Pitch?" He stared at me with questioning eyes and his arms folded.

"Yes." I swallowed and took a deep breath. I never thought it was going to be intimidating to answer him with that response. I grabbed my red hood and gloves to go with North up to a prison. As I left the room and went downstairs, I saw the sleigh and reindeer ready to go. The elves handed me a bible, but I won't be needing that because I already prayed for myself to be safe during my journey and visit. "Ready!?" North turned his head to see me sitting in the back.

"Yes." I took a deep breath and we were taken off in one second. I was smiling proud because of the rush of air. North always told us to buckle up, but that was just for his amusement. Once we reached the place North gently landed the sleigh. North got out and then came over grabbing my hand to help me get out of the sleigh. North held my hand the whole time we walked towards the gates. I breathed in and out, without Jack's staff for the first time, this experience is very nerve racking. North gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Make sure Pitch is not out of line. Or I will come in and rip him apart." He made me giggle a little and North chuckled for himself too. "Seriously Mary. I want you to be careful in there. Pitch is an evil spirit as we all know. Sense you are like a child to me, I want you to understand of what I am telling you. Good luck." North gave me a hug, as I pulled into a hug, a tear rolled down my cheeks. North lifted my chin and took his big thumbs and wiped them away. I turned around to face to golden guards and one big black gate. I walked slowly, taking off my gloves and putting them in my hoods pocket. I placed my hoodie down and looked at the tall guards. "Stop!" One guard shouted. I looked up and saw his big hand in front of my face. "Who are you here to see?" His voice echoed the whole hallway. I swallowed my fears before answering.

"Pitch…Also known as Kozmotis Pitchner."

"Open cell number five!" I peaked down the hallways. The walls were covered in shimmering gold and had black streaks running down the sides. I walked towards the hallway just searching for his cell. One, two, three, four and five. I stopped and turned to my right. I can see him through the bars wondering around the dark corners. A whistle was blown by one of the other guards sitting down on a chair. I did not see him sitting there because I was looking for Pitch. "Kozmotis!? You have a visitor!"

Pitch stopped wondering. The guard opened the door. The only thing that was dividing me and Pitch was a clear glass with holes. He looked at me with the corner of his eye and his hands behind his back. He then turned slowly, I heard the door slam, and the sound startled me. It was the guard who had to close the door for some odd reason. Pitch began to walk slowly towards me. The sound of his shackles send chills throughout my body. Pitch sat in a black chair and fold his hands before placing them on his lap. "What is it?" I couldn't answer, because I was left speech less and had fear going throughout my body repeatedly. His eyes were kept down, facing his hands. He never looked up at me, till now. "I asked you a question and you never replied."

"Oh. I wanted…I thought you wanted me to visit you." Pitch stared at me with eased. He truly thought I was going to give him another chance, but I couldn't take it. For a few moments of silence he finally answered me.

"No reason. No reason at all. Are you scared?" I was not expecting him to ask me that question. Before I answered I was just thinking about all the things that we went through.

"No. I'm not scared. I just…well…I just miss seeing your face and would love to talk to you forever then just visiting for a few minutes."

"Yes. Well...it is a rule you have to follow. So! What really brings you here?" He glanced up at me. I ever wondered if those eclipsed eyes change colors of oranges with red and light yellow.

"I wanted to see what you are up to and how being in this cell is treating you?" My eyes wondered shyly away from his gaze. I did not want to blush and gain feelings for him. Unfortunately it appeared again. Pitch looked somewhat calm, sad and not himself. He normally happy with me; but not now.

"You wanted to see what I am up to? Well…I am not doing anything in this lonely and awful place. How is you and Jack?" He started smirking a little bit.

"Good."

"Good? That's it?"

"Yes. He…" Pitch cut me off.

"He didn't give you his staff to protect yourself from me harming you right?"

"No. I was not going to say that."

"Then what were you going to tell me Mary? Hm?"

"I was going to say…Jack is just himself." I forgot how I was going to answer him.

"You…look so…shy. Why?"

"I…um…" Then the guard opened the door. He signaled me to leave.

"Have fun. Have fun indeed Mary Frost."

"We are not married."

"Yet!?" He winked at me before smirking again. I went towards the opened door.

"Stay safe Mary. I will be watching you carefully…someday." Those words send another set of chills through my body. I couldn't find out why he said that. I guess he still loves me after all. And so I left without an remark to his words.