Prologue
He could see the warm glow of a night light from the girls room. He was as curious as he always was and opened the unlocked window into her room. She was sleeping so soundly, so peacefully, and he wondered what she was dreaming about. Whatever it was was making her smile in her sleep. He had to protect her, not just because he had to, but because he could not bear to see another child's dreams disturbed. Even though the others did not believe him, he knew Pitch was still out there somehow, and still at large. If he did nott act fast, he would come for her soon, and could not let that happen. The familiar, unfriendly chill was growing closer, as he lurked through the shadows, hungry to feast on this child's happy dreams. Jack held up his staff, ready to strike, as he heard the dark figure whisper his name. "Jack….Jaaack….What are you worried about? It's just one simple child. Why do you care if she has a little nightmare? It won't effect you…" Pitch's voice said, one with the shadows the seemed to surround him and the girl. "No. Every child is my concern, every child is worth it." He said, his voice strong and defensive. It was his duty to protect all the children of the world, no matter what. Pitch appeared in front of him, arms outstretched. "So, Jack. We meet again." he said, walking closer to Jack and the little girl. "How I've missed our...strange encounters." The girls dreams danced around above her head, as Pitch reached his bony fingers out to touch them, to turn them into nightmares. Jack's quick reflexes enabled him to grab Pitch wrist before he could reach the dreams. "You...will...not...touch...her..." he threatened through gritted teeth. His grip had chilled his wrist temporarily, but Pitch just laughed his evil laugh. "Jack, you silly boy. You should know by now not to mess with the Bogey Man." He jerked his hand away and threw it on the girl's dreams. She started writhing in her sleep as the happy dreams turned black and filled Jack with anger and hatred, it built up inside him, until he lunged at Pitch. He knocked him straight out the window, but before jack could feel too triumphant, he floated back up on his dark cloud. "Alright, boy, I'll let you have your momentary victory, but know this- This girl's dreams are more valuable than any other child's, and I will not stop until I get my hands on every single one of them." and with that, he vanished. Jack immediately ran to the girl's bed side. She was awake, and in a state of panic. "Hey, hey, shh, it's alright. He's gone now, you're safe." he whispered to her. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw who was before her. She was still too young to talk, but she tried to understand. Jack had always admired the innocence that could only be found in children, but hers was exceptionally rare. He could just see it in her eyes that she didn't understand a think that was going, and that she was scared Pitch was going to come back for her. "I know it seems scary now, but please, don't worry. I won't let him hurt you again. I promise." he gently touched the child's cheek, and she smiled at him, even giggling a bit. Seeing her happy warmed his heart, and even a heart as cold as his wasn't easy to warm. From that moment on, he came to visit her every night. He didn't know what it was, but it wasn't just because she'd be needing protection. He felt a deep connection with her, a connection that would last even years later...
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