The power of Imagination ch 2
Introducing a new OC in this chapter. I own nothing except the OCs and the ssinf from ch 1. Please read and review! I love constructive critisisms! Thanks enjoy the story.
Chapter 2: Introducing the villains.
"I think it was quite lovely." said a dark chilling voice from the shadows. Jack jumped up from the ground and planted himself in his fighting stance, his staff positioned to blast anything threatening. Jamie scrambled up next to Jena, also ready to fight. Jena, just stood where she was, fighting the black creeping around her vision caused from the numbing fear surrounding her.
"Show yourself Pitch!" Jack called into the woods. "Or I'll hunt you down and blast you out myself!"
A dark human form loomed into view from the shadows. It didn't look like Pitch more like the sand version of him when he had appeared to North the last time they had fought him. Except this time you could see his features more clearly. But he wasn't alone. On either side of Pitch stood horses made of night black sand. There was also another figure standing next to the apparition. However, this figure was shorter than Pitch, about Jack's height, and solid.
"Jack, Jack, Jack, always so unfriendly." Pitch said in a fake hurt voice. "Even after I've found a playmate for you. Allow me to introduce Draven Nyx." The last bit Pitch said with a smirk and a dark chuckle. The other form seemed to glide forward into the moonlight. He appeared to be about their age. He had dark onyx hair and skin paler than moonlight. His features were finely chiseled but not sharp like Pitch's. He wore old fashioned white shirt, black vest with silver buttons, long black pants and boots along with a long flowing black cloak. They were well worn but not even thread bare. His eyes were his most captivating feature. They were silver with deep scarlet flecks and held almost no emotion. Draven locked his eyes onto the group, one person in the group more specifically, with a cold gaze. The Nightmares around Pitch and Draven shifted in eager anticipation.
Jena gave a shudder, the only sign of movement coming from her small form. Jamie clenched his gloved hands into fists, even though he was just a human he would still fight the Nightmare King with all his strength. Jack's eyes were locked on Pitch waiting for him to make the first move.
"What no words of welcome or even a small hello?" Pitch asked mockingly, his lips curled back in a cruel smile.
"Why say hello to something that isn't even there?" Jack retorted with his signature smirk. Pitch's golden eyes narrowed.
"That will soon change." He said in a threatening hiss. "Draven you know what to do."
"Yes, your Highness." Draven said in a deep rich voice, with a formal bow to him. With that Pitch stepped back.
"Oh your highness. Is he your new lackey Pitch?" Jack asked mockingly trying to agrivate Draven. Draven ignored him. His focus on something else.
Draven cocked his head to one side as if curious or questioning something.
"Will you come quietly?" he asked with a cruel smile. When no one answered him, except for confused glances at each other, he chuckled darkly to himself, "The fun way it is then." Draven then drew an old long thin black and silver sword from his side.
"Nightmares! Attack!" he called pointing the blade at them.
All at once the nightmares were sprinting towards them. The fearling infested dreamsand horses thundering at them like a great wall of water. In an instant Jack made a wall of ice to break the beasts' blow.
"Jamie take Jena and get out of here!" He called over his shoulder as he prepared to fight. Jamie was about to protest when he realized that Jena couldn't defend herself in the fear petrified state she was in. So he grabbed her hand and began to run away from the brawl. The instant Jamie had taken hold of her hand she had snapped out of her trance and followed Jamie.
Once they were clear Jack didn't hold back. He blasted every nightmare that came his way. A cold blast of frost to his left, five nightmares frozen. A surge of ice behind him, ten nightmares gone. He was so focused on the nightmares that he didn't notice Draven sneaking up behind him. When all the nightmares suddenly stopped their attack and vanished Jack was confused. He turned to see Draven, raising his sword for a surprise attack. Jack blocked the blow with his staff.
"Guardian of Fun huh? Well then let's have some fun!" Draven cried as he lashed out at Jack with a left slash of his sword. Jack evaded that blow too. Draven threw blow after blow at Jack who just kept defending. Draven marveled at how a simple looking staff hadn't snapped from the force of his blows. Jack focused on evading or blocking the blows. Lucky for Jack he had been practicing battle moves with North and the others just in case a new threat were to appear. Though he had done them grugingly then, now he was thankful he had. Draven's blows where relentless. As they fought Jack managed a couple good offensive moves to gain some ground. He tried freezing Draven's legs but Draven broke through the ice as easily as if it was styrofoam. As they fought Jack noticed Draven's mouth moving, but he paid it no mind.
As their battle progressed Jack began to feel odd. He began to doubt himself, the Guardians, and the reason why he was fighting. He watched Draven's mouth moving again and this time heard words coming from the dark teen.
"You are nothing but a child and yet still you fight. You and your friends are weak. They couldn't stop Pitch then, what makes you think you can now? A weak insignificant boy who no one use to believe in. What makes you think you even have a chance?" Draven was saying, his words laced with a dark aura that was affecting Jack. He shook himself mentally.
"Come on Jack pull yourself together." he thought. But the words kept affecting him. A downward blow from Draven's sword suddenly made Jack lose his balance. He fell to one knee and lost his grip on his staff. As he reached to retrieve it, Draven slashed at him, leaving a nasty cut on his arm. Jack cried out in pain and fell onto his side gripping his left arm.
"Hmm, not much fun are you Jack?" Draven mocked.
"At least I don't look like a sissy." Jack replied with an forced smirk. Draven scowled. He raised his sword to deliver another blow but as he swung downward he was knock off balance by a sudden snowball from behind. He turned to see Jamie and Jena near the forest's edge, each holding a snowball ready to be thrown upon his next move. Draven grinned. He had worried that his master's prize had slipped away from him, but there it was. He turned back to Jack and saw him once again reaching for his staff. He was almost to it but a pulse of dark energy from Draven's hand sent him and the staff flying. The Winter spirit hit a tree and crashed to the ground unconscious.
"Jack!" cried Jamie and started to run over to his fallen friend. Jena stayed where she was. Draven had turned his eyes to her and they were locked in a stare down. Jena kept her gaze steady as Draven slowly approached her. When he was about an arm's length away he whispered something, brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face, smiled a cold smile and disappeared in a rush of cold air and darkness. Jena shook hard for a moment then seemed to snap out of it. She ran over to where Jack and Jamie were. Jamie was trying to rouse Jack so Jena decided to take a look at his arm. It seemed to be a shallow cut but looked painful. There was a small edgeing of black around the cut from where she clould see the flesh aswell, and that looked particularly painful.
"Come on, my home is closest we can take him there." She said to Jamie.
"Yeah that's a good idea." Jamie said in a small shaky voice. Jena looked at Jamie's face, he was staring at the cut with a look of shock. She guessed Jamie didn't like blood or he was in shock over what had just happened. She shook his shoulder and his thoughts came back into focus. Together the two teens lifted the unconscious Guardian and carried him to Jena's house. Not forgetting his staff.
Once they were there they laid Jack onto the small front room's couch, along with his staff. Lucky for them Jena's aunt and uncle wouldn't be home until later. After some scrounging around Jena found the first aid kit. It took some doing to get Jack's hoodie off so they could get to the wound better, but they managed. Jena felt queazy at the long cut that ran from about Jack's shoulder down to close to his carefully began to clean the wound with a rag soaked in hot water. Jack winced a few times but didn't wake up. Once that was done Jamie helped her apply neosporen and wrap bandages around it. With the serious part done Jena took Jack's hoodie to clean it. There was a good deal of blood on it but it came out easily enough. She then retrieved her sewing stuff and headed back to the front room. Jamie hadn't yet managed to wake Jack up. He was kneeling at Jack's side shaking his shoulders and calling his name. Jena helped him out and together they managed to wake up their friend, by gently splashing a bit of water on his face.
"Wha happened? Where am I?" Jack asked sluggishly as he woke up. He was holding his head where he had slammed it into the tree.
"Draven blasted you into a tree. We're at Jena's house. How are you feeling?" Jamie said seriously. Jack said he was alright and Jamie visibly relaxed.
"Are either of you hungry?" Jena asked.
"My aunt and uncle always leave food for me. I think my aunt said she made me some chicken rolls. Oh! and we have a hot chocolate machine (they really exist and they are sooooooo awesome!) if your interested in some."
"Whatever you have is fine." Jack said wincing as he stretched his bruised back. Jena left and quickly returned with a large plate of crescent roll looking things, a smaller plate of shortbread cookies and three mugs of steaming hot chocolate on a tray. She carefully set the tray down on the coffee table and took a seat next to the end of the couch. Jamie took the seat on the opposite end of the couch, next to Jack's head. He then took a roll and took a tentative bite. His eyes grew big at the unexpected creamy inside with bits of chicken. Jack also wore a look of surprise. Jena laughed lightly at their expressions, eating a few of the rolls herself. Then the mood grew somber, and they ate in silence. The boys eating a large portion of the food.
Jena began to mend Jack's hoodie. The hole was big and would take a bit of time to mend properly. Jack and Jamie watched her work. After a minute Jamie broke the silence.
"Why was Pitch here and where did his new partner come from?" He wondered allowed. Jack sat up a bit at this and winced at the sharp pain in his arm. Jamie leaned forward to offer any help he could. Jack waved him off with a muttered I'm fine.
"He must be looking for the new Guardian." Jack said after a minute more of silince. Jamie's eyes grew wide with surprise.
"There's another one, who is it?" Jamie asked excitedly.
"We don't know. Manny only said we would know them when they reveal themself to us and something about a star guiding us." Jack said with a shrug. He then asked, "What happened after Draven knocked me out?"
"I went over to you to see if you were ok, when I glanced over at him, and by then he was over by Jena." Jamie said glancing at the brown haired girl. Jack was looking at her now to, with a worried gleam in his eye. At their gazes Jena missed the hoodie and pricked herself with her sewing needle. Startled a bit she put down the hoodie and looked away from them.
"He said something to me." Jena said in a faint whisper after a bit, "he said 'You doubt yourself a great deal and because of that you are weak. They will run from you when the time comes, then you shall need us.' then he vanished." All was silent for what felt like hours. Jena was tearing up from fear. Jamie and Jack were both angry and concerned. Jamie clutched his fists to suppress his rage. Jack thought quietly about the battle between him and Draven.
"I think I just figured out his power." Jack said suddenly then told them his theory.
"So just as Pitch is the master of fear then Draven is the master of doubt." Jack finished.
"Exactly! When you guys were afraid of Pitch he was stronger. And as I started to doubt myself Draven became stronger." Jack said. The room remained silent from the shock of the discovery for a moment before the phone rang. The sound caught them all off guard and made them all jump at least a foot in the air. Jena let the answering machine get it.
"Hello, this is the home of Joe and Marian Greyson and Jena Silver. We are currently unable to answer the phone right now. Please leave a message thank you." It said in her aunt's kind voice
"Hi Sarjena, it's Aunt Marian. Just calling to let you know that we won't be home until after midnight. And we were selected to go on the business trip to California. We will be gonefrom tomorrow till Tuesday next week, maybe even longer. Just thought I would give you a heads up. Love you." Her aunt said and hung up the phone. Jena smiled, it was just like her aunt to leave messages about stuff early. Her aunt and uncle were business partners and owned a large old fashioned styled clock and watch making company. Apperently they were looking to expand to California, hence the buisiness trip.
She would be alone this weekend. And winter break started Monday and today was Wednesday so she would be home alone for almost a week, longer if the flying weather was poor or if they decided to take a mini vacation. She had been wondering where Jack would stay to recover, and since her home would be practically empty they could let him stay there.
"What luck." Jena said with a grin then told the boys her plan. Jack shook his head.
"No we have to contact the other Guardians." he said with an uncharicteristic sence of seriousness about the usually playful winter spirit.
"But you can't fly like that or you'll just hurt your arm more." Jena pointed out just as seriously.
"Then how do we contact them?" Jamie asked. Jena picked the hoodie back up and started to mend it again. As she sewed she thought. Jack watched her rocking back and forth as she mended. It reminded him of when his mother would mend or make clothes. She had always sat in the same rocking chair and thought as she worked. Jack was startled out of his memory by Jamie's triauphamnt "Ah ha!"
"I figured it out! Sophie has a loose tooth so we can contact the Guardians that way." He told them excitedly.
"That will work." Jack said sitting up more.
"I'll send the message to them while you, Jack, stay here and rest. Jena, you can make sure nothing happens to him and his wound heals properly since you obviously know more about first aid than I do." Jamie told them. Jena agreed with it but Jack didn't like the idea of having to be guarded instead of guarding. He was about to protest when Jamie got up and left.
As he walked our the door he called over his shoulder, "I 'll call you as soon as Sophie loses her tooth. Bye."
