The Colours Of Magic

by Flamegirl217

Millicent Magic's whole life has been a lie, a trick Pitch Black has told her so she believes that the Guardians are the evil ones and all children are doomed unless they are frightened. Pitch plans to use Millicent's power to help seek his revenge, but sometimes, soldiers disobey orders. (Sorry, bad summary, I promise story is better!)

2. Chapter 2

He watched the globe full of blinking lights, staring at it with anger and hatred. He had been so close, but then those wretched Guardians had to get in the way, and now everything was ruined. Still, you couldn't change the past. Now all he could do was look toward the future. And look forward to it. He smirked to himself before turning and striding away, looking around.

"Where's Millicent?" He asked one of his Nightmares with a hint of impatience, and the Nightmare whinnied before trotting up a staircase towards another room.

~O~

"Okay, how about this..."

She raised her wand and the tip glowed as she ran it down the Nightmare's muzzle, creating a silver line in the black sand. The Nightmare gave a snort and her expression scrunched up in concentration before she raised her wand again and ran it down the Nightmare's leg, this time creating a twisting red line.

~O~

"Millie..." He said as he climbed up the staircase, keeping his tone as nice as possible, "Millicent..." He came to the top of the staircase and saw her playing with one of his Nightmares again, and his jaw clenched.

"Millicent!" He barked, and she jumped before spinning around.

"Pitch! I thought you were watching the globe." Millicent said, trying to hide the Nightmare behind her back. Pitch gave an exasperated sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose, and Millicent reached behind her and tapped the Nightmare with her wand, removing its colour.

"How many times do I have to tell you..." Pitch said, walking towards her, "The Nightmares are not for you to play around with!" Millicent looked down at the ground.

"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again." She apologized, and Pitch shook his head before turning back to the staircase.

"That's what you said last time." He replied before gesturing for her to follow him. Millicent quickly joined him, walking by his side down the stairs.

"I have an important job for you Millie." Pitch explained, looking at her, "Tomorrow I want you to 'visit' the nearby children."

"Children?" Millicent questioned, "But I thought..."

"Adults are only the first step." Pitch interrupted, coming to the globe, "If we save the children, they'll be saved before they can even become adults." Millicent frowned before nodding, glancing at the little lights on the globe that showed a doomed child that would be tortured by this cruel world.

"Yes, sir." Millicent said, and Pitch smirked again.