"What are you afraid of Jack…?" a voice hissed darkly, melting into a cruel snicker. Jack spun around, realizing he was on ice – his pond to be exact. He didn't know how he had gotten there but his grip on his staff tightened when the shadows seemed to dance around. From the darkness he spotted Pitch's glowing golden eyes.

"PITCH! Get out here and fight!" he snarled, firing a blast of frost lightening into the darkness. Laughter echoed around him then the Nightmare King formed from the shadows and stepped out onto the lake.

"Oh but Jack, do you know what side you are really on?" he purred and the frostling paused.

"What are you talking about? I'm with the Guardians!" Jack shouted back at him.

"Really? Will they ever trust you now that you look like that?" Pitch mocked then motioned to the ice below him. Jack looked down and jumped back at what he saw in his reflection. The person staring back at him had soot grey skin, jet black hair and his eyes were glowing gold just like Pitch's. Jack reached up to his face, panicking as the reflection did the same, confirming it was really him.

"W-What did you do?!" Jack said, looking back up at Pitch, his tone between rage and desperation. To his surprise, Pitch had vanished, leaving him alone on the ice again. He looked back down at his refection when suddenly the boy below him smirked, a wide, cruel smile full of razor sharp teeth. Before he could react again the ice below him shattered as a grey hand shot out and grabbed the spirit by his ankle. Jack screamed, ready to fire frost at it when the hand yanked him down. The ice cracked and fractured again, this time completely breaking below him and he shouted again as he fell into the icy waters. Kicking desperately he tried to get back to the surface when he looked up to see those golden eyes again.

"Are you ready to play Jack…?" It said with a dark smile before Jack's world went black.

Notes: I never thought this story would be this popular with just the first chapter! I hope you this next one!