At the request of AsorenRM, I present to you a story…a story where Pitch not only thrives on the Fear of others but also feasts off it, the strong emotions satisfying him in more ways than one. But now he's found one who is different from the rest, one whose Fear can fill his stomach time and time again…and it's this one being he intends to drain the very life out of just to feel alive once more…

I warn you now; this is not a story of Wonder, Hope and Dreams…this is the tale of Darkness, Desire and Fear…a tale of how one's greed and hunger can lead to an irreversible deed…

With that in mind, read on and I will catch you at the bottom! Enjoy!


Dark Mistakes

Chapter 1: Hunger

The growling of his stomach echoed rather loudly through the labyrinth of empty caverns that made up his underground lair. Pitch scowled, dark gold eyes narrowed at the globe still resting in the centre of the room, lots of those annoying lights glowing brightly…lots of those stupid kids still believing in the Guardians and forgetting about him.

As the Fear faded from the worlds children, smothered by the Joy and Wonder the Guardians brought to each of them, his hunger grew stronger…the measly Fear that still reached him from Adults not satisfying him. Pitch bared his fangs and nearly doubled over as the hunger pains struck again, reminding him of his need for sustenance.

Leaning back against the cold stone walls, Pitch allowed a dark smile to creep up onto his sharp features. He had to admit though, any Fear he could drain from the Guardians was very delightful but they were becoming immune to his attacks, their tony scraps of Fear not enough to ease his hunger. But there was one who could satisfy him over and over again. Oh if only he could catch that boy again…feel the energy coursing through his veins, making his entire body tingle with pleasure. It had been exhilarating! He had never felt so alive and it happened every time he got near the white haired boy…coming to a point he longed for their meetings just to get that Zing again.

Pitch could feel his saliva increasing at the mere thought of tasting Jack's Fear again but his mouth rapidly dried up as he scowled. The frosty Guardian's confidence had been given a great boost with his newfound believers after their last battle, his delectable Fear now even harder to spark back into life. Then a low chuckle started to echo around the cavern walls, the shadows rising up in response to Pitch's delight. Rising from his chair Pitch waved his hand, sand trailing from it to form his precious pets. Petting the creatures head he smiled.

"Go my lovely Nightmares, bring me what I long for…bring me Jack Frost."


Not too far away…

Jack looked up as a shadow passed overheard and immediately frowned when he recognised the horse like fiend running above him. A growl rose up in his throat as he hissed out

"Pitch!" Grabbing his staff from the ground he started running across the ice covered pond he had been resting beside, feeling the wind pick up behind him and then quickly lifted him up into the air, sending his soaring after the fleeing Nightmare.

Pitch was not going to terrorise anyone, not on his watch.

He chased the Nightmare into the woods, weaving his way through the trees before grasping his staff, sending a blast of ice straight at the fiend. It let out whiny as the ice blast caught its backside before falling to the ground. Jack frowned again as he landed beside the sand pile, poking at it before sighing, least that was taken care of.

A small smile crept onto his features, he'd have to drop by North's workshop later to let the other Guardian's know that Pitch was trying to cause trouble again. He turned, opening his mouth to call on the wind again before suddenly stiffened, his smile falling. Ice blue eyes swept around, taking in the Nightmares emerging from the trees to surround him. Jack's grip on his staff tightened, eyes glowing with determination with a touch of minor annoyance.

"Come on guys…let's have some fun."

He got no response, the creatures just steadily moving closer. Jack narrowed his eyes at them, confusion starting to worm its way through his system. This was not normal behaviour…it was as if they were…waiting for something.

Suddenly his eyes flew wide as something hit his back, trails of black sand flying past his head even as the sand snaked its way around him. The force of the impact sent him flying forward, crashing into the ground as the darkness started to encase his vision, blurring it. Groaning, the white haired boy lifted his head as a pair of feet stopped beside him. With some effort, Jack raised his eyes up the black cloaked figure before his gaze met the piercing gold ones of Pitch black. Pitch smirked, crouching down as the boys eyelids slowly closed, his consciousness giving in to the darkness even as he said

"Hello again, Jack. Rest while you can…my little meal ticket."

With those words echoing through his head, Jack slumped to the ground, his world fading into darkness.

Pitch leaned back, eyes rolling as pleasure coursed through his veins. That single small spark of fear that had emerged before the boy had blacked out was enough to get his blood boiling again. Picking Jack up Pitch grinned…

…oh he was going to enjoy this.


So, what'd you think? Man, I'm so sorry AsorenRM it took so long to get this story posted but I hope it was worth the wait. All reviews and criticisms are always appreciated so stay tuned for the next installment of 'Dark Mistakes' which should be up as soon as I complete it! You know the drill, all reviews and criticisms are always appreciated. :)

Chat then! :D

-Kain