A/N: Okay! This is the official remake of the first chapter, 'Revenge'! I just had to rewrite it!

Disclaimer - Obviously, I do not own Terabithia or the characters they all belong to Katerine Paterson and I (thankfully) am not making any money off this story.

Chapter one:

A Promise of Revenge

Jess Aarons, a young boy who had just lost his best friend, sat next to the familiar creek behind his house. It's current had died along with Leslie, but it still had water. Just not as much as it had in the past. A single tear streamed down Jess' cheek as he stared blankly into the cold, rushing water. He hugged himself tightly, not wanting to let go. Why did you have to go? Jess Aarons questioned as another tear streamed down his cheek and dripped into the creek. He shook his head in remorse and stood to left the creek. He headed towards the castle hoping to find more comfort there instead of the death site. Jess was referring to his best friend Leslie of course. She had died nearly a month ago.

Suddenly, Jess froze dead in his tracks. An chilling wind that felt like it would rip off his skin down to the bone blew. Jess shivered as fear overtook his body. He slowly passed the old, run down pickup truck when suddenly. The wind chimes started to jingle, the sound that Leslie had told him were the prisoners of Terabithia rattling in their chains. Suddenly, with a rush of the wind, a voice spoke behind him.

"You are a fool, it was-sss all your fault. You killed Leslie. It was-sss all your fault. Your killed Leslie. It was-sss all-" Jess cut off the Dark Master,

"Shut up!" Jess yelled in raged. He charged forward well throwing a punch at the Dark Master's face. But before Jess' fist reached him, he vanished as his punch hit air. Jess cursed himself for being so slow. He sat himself onto the ground to think.

Jess scolded himself. He is right, he's dang right. It's all my fault. If I didn't go to the museum or if I asked her to come with us I could have saved her! Why do I have to be so selfish? Jess struggled to fight back tears, but they found their place falling down his cheeks. He wiped them away however, trying to banish his thoughts, but he couldn't. Leslie meant too much to him to just dust her off his shoulders. He stood to his feet and sighed to himself. He gazed up into the trees and threw up his arms like he had seen Leslie do once when she talked to the Terabithians.

"I will never forget you Leslie!" Jess shouted at the top of his lungs. He paused and nodded in approval to himself before he fell down and sat against a tree in the fetal position. Tears found his cheeks again, and his face felt hot like he had a fever. Suddenly, almost out of magic, a vision exploded into his mind.

Jess saw Leslie casually walking up to the rope. She paused and smiled to herself, "I hope Jess has a good time doing whatever he's doing."

She grabbed the rope and found her place at the top of the log. She threw her shoulders up in determination and swung across. But instantly, like a trap it happened. No, the rope did not break. But Jess saw the Dark Master spring out of the bushes with a huge curved sword in hand. With all his force, he drove the sword into the incoming, screaming Leslie. The force from the swing, combined with the force of the thrust, drove the sword right threw her gut all the way to the hilt. She collapsed limply on the sword, but was still breathing heavily. She looked up at the Dark Master and spoke,

"Why?" She yelled into his face and the Dark Master hissed into her face. Tears streamed down both Leslie and Jess face as the Dark Master spoke with a hiss, "You have been sss-slowly stealing away my only possession."

"Jess? You say he's your 'possession'?" She asked with a twitching smile on her face, "He'd kill you if he saw this."

"Fool! That foolish boy could never defeat me!" The Dark Master shrieked.

"He bested you in the past, he can do it again. I have faith in- him." Her voice was starting to leave her. Her breath quickened. The Dark Master snarled in her face and twisted the sword in her gut. Leslie cried in pain, as she lowered her head resting her chin on her chest. A minute later, after the crying became less intense, she spoke again very faintly, "This... is... a promise." She panted and breathed deeply, gasping for air, "Jess... will... defeat you."

Leslie looked up into the now afraid face of the Dark Master, then looked back to Jess. She smiled at him before she fell limp at the end of the blade. The Dark Master smiled and licked his lips. He quickly punched her hard in the gut, sending her flying off the sword and into the river. Jess shivered and jumped when she fell into the water, causing it to explode violently. Water shot in all directions and onto the bank as her body slowly drifted down the river.

"NO!" Jess screamed and he charged forward with all his strength. The Dark Master looked up and smiled at the enraged, foolish child. Jess attempted to punch the shade but he dissipated away into black vapor and passed around behind him before becoming a solid again. Jess turned and scowled at the Dark Master who towered above him almost a full head in height. Lucky for Jess, he was about ten meters away from the wraith.

Finally, the shadowy figured smiled cruelly and spoke. "Foolish mortal... do you want to die?"

Jess shook his head as tears burst from his hopeless eyes. Jess screamed madly and charged the shadow. As he approached the Dark Master swifty, the wraith didn't even flinch as Jess punched him in the gut. It seemed though the Dark Master didn't seem to even notice. It seemed like time had frozen. There was no sound, except for Jess' panting breath. Then with lighting speed, the Dark Master drew a dagger and stabbed Jesse right through the heart.

"Gah!" Jess screamed in pain as he watched the dagger plunge into him. He felt his body weaken and his strength fail him. He closed his eyes, as he felt a sense of shame overtake him. His head rolled back as a single tear of failure dripped down his cheek.

"Is that... all there is-sss? No challenge? No... resistance?" Then the Dark Master punched Jesse hard in the gut. He fell off the end of the dagger and into the grass beneath the shadow. Jess saw Leslie's pleading face again in his mind. The way she smiled one last time at Jess before she died.

Then, with hatred erupting into his body, Jess spoke, "I promise you... revenge." Jess felt his strength leave him and almost swear he had felt his soul being ripped out of his body. He felt the Dark Master throw his body, then a slash of cold water as his mind was thrown into a black eternal oblivion.

"No!" Jess shouted. He shook violently. His clothes, especially his shirt, was drenched in sweat. Jess quickly felt his heart area to find no hole, he looked at his chest to confirm he hadn't been stabbed. That evil, cursed wind picked up again and Jess stood to his feet ready for any attack that would be real this time. An evil laugh mocked him from behind. He turned to Jess the Dark Master standing with his arms crossed across his chest. The wraith extended his right hand and grasped something invisible as he spoke,

"You ss-see? You cannot defeat me. I am- immortal. I am- the beginning and the end!" The Dark Master laughed at him.

"You killed- you killed her! You did it!" Jess shuddered with rage.

"I think I'll sss-say I won this time! You aren't worthy to fight me... yet." The Dark Master taunted but Jess foolishly charged in rage. The Dark Master waved and taunted, "Farewell!" and then he was gone.

Jess froze and cursed to himself. Then, in rage, he threw his fists above his head shouting, "I promise you revenge!"

A/N: Okay, I read this the other day and I thought, 'Holy crap this is crap!' So I decided to rewrite it. I was a 'n00b' back in the day when I wrote the first chapter and I learned so much just in the amount of time I've been writing Revenge and Redemption. Anyways, I wanna thank all of you who took the time to reread the first chapter again. And comments, good or bad, are always wanted.