A/N: ok this is my first pieces of any writing that was not needed for school, please tell me how you like it, I dont know where it will go really and so if you have ideas id be glad to hear them, as they my help inspire for something more

Chapter one: escape and shock

Pitch pov

I dont know how i did it, its all a blur and that pisses me off, but i escaped my home turned prison. One moment I'm drowning in my nightmares with no respite, attacked over and over agin, and the next moment I'm standing beside that god forsaken hole in the ground out in the painfulish sun light. i sigh," well nothing to do know but get to the dark and spread fear!" i grin and laugh before changing to a changing in to a black cloud that stays close to the ground.

Third person pov

The black mist that was pitch traveled just into the closest town before he was forced back to his human form from the lack of belief in the Boogieman. Cursing he starts limping into the town sticking to the shadows. Before long after a few hours pitch limped into a elementary school yard before collapsing under the shade of a tree cursing the guardians. Suddenly a sharp ringing and wailing comes from the school, confused pitch stands leaning against the tree heavily and all the students and faculty evacuate the schooling an orderly manner and crow group up away from the school.

Jane pov

i hated that the fire drill just HAD to happen during reading time. most of the classes where boring and easy but english was my favorite if only for the small amount of time we were given to read and how it was a bit challenging. i was following my class out of the building looking around. Letting my breath out in a huff I look to the school grounds instead of the town."what the...why is there a sickly looking man here" I slowly and discreetly made my way to him, secretly watching him watch all the kids around him. Stoping next to him I softly spoke to him to try and keep him from notice or from sounding crazy as really no one else has noticed him. "Hello sir...", registering the shock on his face I gave him what I thought was a comforting smile. His response was a bit disheartening at least to me," You can see me?"

" Well yea I can see you dad wont let me believe that some of the stories are just that, so are you a guardian? OH and my name is jane, jane Bennett. Who are you?" Oddly the man stiffened and with controlled rage in his voice he answered me.