The Guardians had always expected Pitch to return. Maybe in a couple of decades time, or, if they were lucky, a few centuries. But, they weren't expecting Pitch to return as soon as a year after his downfall.
No longer interested in the children, Pitch's main focus now was revenge. With the Guardians gone, kids would believe in him anyway, so that was just another reason to get rid of them.
Destroying the children's belief in the Guardians had been, annoyingly, too difficult to destroy. But there was another way. The Guardians could get defeated in combat, the Sandman had proven that. However, he wasn't strong enough to hope to challenge them, and win, so he would have to work slowly, discretely, using another as an accomplice.
Jack Frost had proven himself a worthy opponent, more than a match for any who challenged him, and with the nightmares, Pitch knew, to be locked away in his past, he wasn't lying when he said they would have made a formidable team. Cold and dark together, they would have been unstoppable. But since he couldn't get Jack's cooperation willingly, he was going to have to do things the hard way.
One way or another, Jack would do as he was told. Then, one of their very own, their saviour from the last battle, their newest member, would bring the Guardians to their knees...
...and revenge would finally be his.
Authors Note: Hey! This is my first story! Soo excited! This is more the prologuey type thing with the rest coming as soon as. Oh, just to let you guys know though- this story is finished but I don't want to post it all at once so I'll update daily or as soon as I can if I can't post. Hope you all enjoy it^^ Until the next update (hopefully tomorrow) BYE! ^^