I have edited all of the story so hopefully it'll now sync together. As you will read I added a new character, i hope you like them and the mystery of them will unfold later on in the story. I will add more later on. Thank you for reading.

Jack dangled in the air motionless as he tried to forget what he had been through the past couple of days. He didn't think he had hurt Pitch this much for him to take such a horrible and gruesome revenge. He looked down at his feet yet he couldn't actually do much else through the intense pain of his bound limbs. Wounds littered his body, Pitch had use a multiple of implements to cause Jack pain but you could tell he preferred using his own hands as he had mostly been punched, kicked and even bitten. The thought of it made him feel sick all over. His stomach had been the most badly affected by the events of the last few days, His usually blue hoodie had patches of browny red from the bleeding wounds underneath. The pain from his ribs was the most excruciating, every time he tried to move into a more comfortable position it made pain surge in him.

Jack tried to think about anything that'll get his mind off of the pain, He started examining his surroundings. Most of the room was hardly lit but the parts he could see had dark walls made out of Pitch's nightmare sand and the floor looked like uneven black slate tiles, the only comfort he would get is if somehow Sandy was able to turn the sand into it's original form but each minute that past made Jack lose more hope. He couldn't keep his mind off the pain for long as he could feel his own blood trickling down multiple areas of his body onto the already large crimson pool under his restrained feet hovering in the air. He yearned for one of the Guardians to find him and get him out of here, he hoped he would never have to see Pitch's face again.

A weird sound startled him, It was coming from the left hand corner of the long dark room. Jack knew the sound well it sounded like the crackling of ice forming through water, He had done it a lot on the lake but he wasn't doing it this time. He painfully sifted his head towards the crackling noise and saw what looked to be an archway of white ice freeze through the nightmare sand that his prison was made from. A large thump hit the ice from the other side and it came crashing down, with someone emerging from the darkness.

I hastened my way through the never ending maze of dark of passage ways and corridors. I finally reached the end of the maze, but there was no door. My heart started pounding as I inspected the wall but when I took my hand away, the wall seemed to be made of black sand. Probably one of Pitches newest inventions.

'How am I going to get through? Jack's on the other side' I thought as my mind explored all the different possibilities. Pain struck through me, Jack's pain; he was getting worse.

'I don't have time for this', I forced my hand into the sand and ice formed around my hand. It was working. The black sand began freezing over into pure white ice, after it had set I grabbed one of my Sias out of my boot and I started carving a archway of ice. Once It was fully carved, I put my Sias back and paced backwards preparing for something that I knew was going to hurt. I ran and kicked, my leg clicked as it came crashing down.

I shook off the pain that throbbed throughout in my leg as I entered into the hardly lit room, my eyes were trying to adjust to the darkness until I saw Jack strung up. He glanced up at me, It made me feel sick. I thought I felt all his pain but I was definitely wrong as there was a puddle of blood formed at his feet, Pitch had gone over the top on his torture. Jack looked at me confused like he was expecting someone else, probably one of the Guardians. 'I wonder if he remembers me yet.' I thought to myself. It looked like he was about to speak. I quickly put my fingers to my lips in a shhing motion, I mouthed "Is Pitch here?" He trembled when I mentioned Pitch's name but shook his head weakly. I darted my way over to him, still keeping an eye out for any of Pitch's fearling or even Pitch himself.

"Can you move much?" I whispered. He looked up at the restraints then let his head fell to his chest again. I started to freeze his restraints when I paused, it wasn't any good me freeing him if he can't move without being in excessive pain. I knew this was going to weaken me big time but I haven't really got a choice.

I continued, "Jack, this might hurt at first but hopefully It will get easier." I rested my hand on top of his chest but i made sure that I didn't actually touching it so it didn't irritate his fresh wounds. I breathed in and out deeply as a whitish blue glowed out of my hand. At first he writhed with pain for a few second but after that he calmed down and moved his head up to look into my eyes. His face looked so much better compared to how it was earlier as now there was only a light blueish purple patch under his eye whereas before it was a deep purple almost black colour and swollen.

I placed my other hand on the side of his face, trying to give him a couple of uneventful memories we had together before he was a Guardian. I didn't take long before he started to recognize me, He gave me a small smile but then his eyes filled with terror.

"Nnnnooooo." He stuttered as a sudden pain shot into the back of my head. I fell to the floor, then someone rolled me over, kicked my stomach and placed there foot on top of me. I didn't want to believe what I was seeing.

It was Pitch.

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