Alrighty then! Sequel time!

Disclaimer: all familiar characters are owned by someone else, blah blah blah... I only own Christy, Lady Death, and some others that will be mentioned later...

This sequel is all sunshine and rainbows~ for those of you familiar with me, you know what I really mean~

This ain't your grandad's sequels~

The last thing Bunnymund remembered was blood and Christy.

The world around him was black, darker than the charred remains of a turkey leg Tooth had accidentally burned once during a Christmas party. He groaned, feeling every bone and joint in his body ache in the way that it felt like someone's placed 100-pound weights on them and was pushing down with all their might. The air was humid and musky, making it difficult to breathe. Bunnymund could feel his fur matting down around his neck from the moisture in the air and his own sweat. He noticed the ground under him felt warm and soft, and when he opened his eyes, the Pooka found himself staring up at the ceiling of a cave with numerous stalagmites around him like jagged crocodile teeth. His brows furrowed in confusion when his sight came into focus.

"What… the…?"

"Bunny? Bunny, you awake yet?!" Ears perking up at the familiar voice, Bunnymund pulled himself up into a sitting position, groaning in pain when everything ached.

"Christy?" He asked, rubbing his eyes to shake off the grogginess. "Christy, is that you, Love?"

"Well… sort of…" Furrowing his brows, he moved his paw from his eyes.

"Sorta? Whaddaya mean 'sorta,' Love-"His question was cut short when he saw a small, white, glowing orb floating in front of his face.

"I mean that I've been reduced to just my soul here, dude…" The little orb said, glowing in rhythm with her voice. His jaw dropped, staring at her for a moment before cupping his hands under her and pulling her closer. The orb felt odd; it was like holding a ball of mist or steam but not being burned. It actually had a comforting warmth to it.

"C-Christy… what…. How… How did this…?"

"To be honest, Bunny… I don't really remember…" She muttered. "All I really remember is that it involves Pitch… And I remember being cut apart…"

"What!?" He screamed, snarling in anger as he got up. "If it was Pitch who did that to you, I swear I'll-"

"Bunny!" She yelled, cutting off his rant. "Look… as… odd as it sounds… I don't think it was Pitch…" Christy said, sighing when he glared at her. "It wasn't! I don't know how I know, but trust me! It wasn't him… "She whimpered, her orb dimming to convey her sadness. He let out a disgruntled sigh and let her float away back to in front of his face.

"Look, Christy… I trust you wit' all me 'eart… but if I get word that 'e did this to you… I ain't holdin' back next time I see 'im…" Growling to himself, Bunnymund got to his feet and looked around. "Any idea where we are, Love?"

"Uh… the area where the Gates of Hell are located…"

"Oh, okay-wait, what?!" He cried, looking around with wide, frightened eyes. "Are demons gonna come out an' attack me?! Am I dead?! How can I be dead?! Was it Pitch!? I-"

"Emmanuel Aster Bunnymund, calm your tits!" Christy screamed, growling in anger as her orb began to glow a bright red. Bunnymund froze and looked down; no one ever called him by his full name unless A) it was Christy and B) she was extremely pissed. He cleared his throat nervously.

"Am I… dead?"

"No… you're not dead… but you're not really alive, either…" She muttered. Noticing his confused expression, she continued. "You're probably in a coma of some kind… Before you woke up, I spoke with Lady Death… While she doesn't know the events that lead to this… circumstance… She told me that the only way to get us back home and solve the mystery as to why we're here is for you to venture down into the Inferno, find me, and meet back with King Minos…"

"Find you? But…. You're here… with me…" He muttered. She sighed.

"No, Bunny… I was torn to pieces… I can't regenerate if my parts aren't aligned together…" Seeing the dread and horror creep into his face she sighed again. "I'm sorry, Bunny… but you have to find my parts in the Inferno… our memories are tied to them for some odd reason…" Letting out an exasperated sigh, Bunnymund took a step forward towards the gigantic, towering doors that lay a few feet away from him.

"… Well… I want ya back in one piece… An' I wanna know what the bloody 'ell 'appened that got us stuck down 'ere…" He walked over to the doors, shuddering when he saw that the doors were framed with numerous bones and skulls. Noticing the door was painted with blood, he whimpered and backed away slightly. Christy sighed.

"I know… the first time you see it, the Gates are pretty creepy…" She said as she floated close to him. "It still creeps me out…" Floating over to a giant brass knocker, the orb seemed to perch on the goat skull that served as the adornment. "Alrighty… just knock on the door and you'll be let in." He coughed nervously.

"Uh… Are demons gonna, um… attack me?" He whimpered, backing away more. She sighed.

"No… the demons are very aware of the situation and have agreed to help us out… Why do you think King Minos has some of my body parts in a coffin at his hall?" Bunnymund closed his eyes and sighed.

"… Alright… the sooner I do this… the sooner we can leave… the sooner I can get ya back…" Christy hummed happily as she floated back over to him.

"Come on… give a little knock and we can go in…" Taking a deep breath, Bunnymund walked over to the door, grabbed the large knocker and slammed it back down on the door before backing away. A large creaking sound echoed throughout the area, and before he knew it, the Gates to the Inferno had opened up for him. Not wanting to waste time, he hurried inside and tried not to jump when they slammed shut behind him.

"Okay… what now?" He asked, peering around what seemed to be more like a cliff. There was a sky, though it was dark and cloudy and instead of raining water, it was raining what looked to be people. His ears drooped. "Seriously?"

"What did you expect, Bunny? It's Hell…" She said, floating close to the edge. Bunnymund walked over to where she was and peered down.

"So, eh… how we gonna get down?" He asked, looking on in worry as the numerous shades fell into the fiery abyss.

"Ever heard of a leap of faith?" His eyes widened before turning to her, mouth hanging open in shock.

"No. No bloody way…"

"I'm sorry, dude… but… that's the only way you're gonna get into Hell… I promise you're going to be alright… trust me…" He bit his lip.

"Ya promise?"

"I promise… "Taking a deep breath, the grey Pooka stepped back a little before running to the edge and jumping down.

So...thoughts?

Bet ya thought it was gonna be something like Christy and Bunnymund getting married, didn't you?~