This chapter. So long. So many feeeels. I did a eternity on this chapter, but I made it! And I'm quite proud of it. I received many follows, and am glad people actually enjoy my fanfiction. This is the first time in quite some time I actually enjoy writing again. Thank you all! And the reviews. The feeeeeeels. Thank you all! Here for you, a extra long chapter! (CONTAINS EVIL JACK AT THE END. IM SO SORRY. *Hits herself forever in the face* )

Pitch smirked triumphantly as Jack didn't respond, and lowered his staff to the ground. Jack had given in, and Pitch knew it. And as he expected, Jack sighed and answered him.

"You win."

Jack felt horrible after saying these words. He didn't want to join Pitch. He once considered it, but knew better that joining him from freewill. Now it was force, and he didn't had a choice. He felt his pride leaving him after he had put his staff away, and stepped closer to Pitch, expecting Pitch to let North go. Which was the deal.

Pitch held out his hand. "Shake my hand, and the deal is made." he kept smirking as Jack got closer, and eventually took his hand and shook it. Jack casted him a glare, but Pitch shrugged it off. He had Jack on his side now, but he knew Jack would leave when he had the chance. There was something he could do, but it would have some rather unpredictable consequences he didn't know which would be good or not. But then again, what would it matter if the consequences where good or bad? Pitch could handle with them anyways.

As Pitch tightened the grip on Jack's hand, black sand made it's way over to Jack's arm and slid up. Different from other times, the sand burned on Jack's arm, as eventually a black stripe was formed on Jack's upper arm. The burning sensation stayed there for a couple of seconds before Jack retrieved his hand, and rapidly shove his sleeve up to see what had happened.

The black stripe was clearly visible on his arm, and Jack tried to wipe it off. Though, it seemed like a tattoo since he couldn't get it off, it was like a second skin. Jack shot Pitch a more hateful glare. "What did you do!" He growled, letting a side see of him he'd never showed before. Somehow, Jack felt relieved to let his emotions out which he had casted away for so long. Being the spirit of winter, and a guardian with fun as his center, he couldn't show any anger.

Pitch ignored the question and turned over to North, still laying on the Nightmare horses. "Take him back from where you got him, I don't need him anymore anyways." And just as Pitch gave the order, the nightmares ran away, with a lot of afford to keep the big man onto their backs..

Looking back at Jack, Pitch noticed some few changes. The first thing would be that his idea worked. The sand intruded Jack's body through his veins, considering it as making Jack more.. Like Pitch. He couldn't say the word, it would be too evil. The second thing would be that Jack's hair wasn't pure white anymore. He chuckled when jack didn't notice it. Jack noticed Pitch chuckling though, and shot him a new more, if it was possible, hateful glare. And that's when he noticed Jack's eyes had changed color to, to a beautiful purple tint. He couldn't believe how much the little bit of sand had changed Jack. His whole appearance, except for his clothes and skin, had changed. Jack showed feelings he hadn't showed before, and Pitch was happy with the results.

A extra thing Pitch liked was, that if Jack would ever try to run away, he would know it. Jack carries Pitch's sand, and it wont leave until Pitch orders it. It all looked so good for Pitch, finally having the young guardian on his side, and knowing he can't deny any of Pitch's assignments. Which made him think, what would he let Jack do? Take out the guardians would be something he'd love to consider, but he wasn't quite sure if Jack would be ready yet. Even though Jack's appearance and feelings had changed, it could also appear that Jack's feelings for his 'family' had been grown stronger, in that case it would be better to keep Jack away from them for a while.

Looking down at the small boy, he knew Jack didn't notice his own new appearance. Keeping himself busy at glaring at Pitch made Pitch chuckle. The boy was smart, but sometimes stupid like North when he didn't get his cookies. Like how he came up with the idea to kidnap Jack with a sack.. But Pitch knew the boy would be just fine, especially after his 'transformation'. If Pitch was lucky, the sand would make Jack eventually forget about the other guardians.

As Jack was currently thinking about way to much things, he eventually blinked his eyes and looked away from Pitch with a slight 'grmph'. He didn't know what to do now. He made his deal with Pitch, he stood at Pitch's side now. Jack sighed deeply, turning back to Pitch. "So, you got me on your side, and now? Want be to hug your nightmares, freeze them to death?" Jack didn't care about Pitch's reply, but he just didn't understand why Pitch wanted him at his side so badly. And now Pitch had won, he haven't said a word ever since their hands lost connection.

Pitch thought for a moment. Of course, before he could send Jack after the guardians, he had to give him some assignments. As the thought, a idea came up. What else could be worse then letting The Jack Frost, spreading nightmares around children's houses? "I think I've got the most perfect idea ever." Pitch chuckled, walking over to Jack. He brushed Jack's now black hair with his fingers as he leaned down, eye to eye with the young ex-guardian. "I want you, to spread nightmares about the village you've loved so much. What was it's name..? Burgess?"

Jack's heart stopped for a moment when he heard which village Pitch was talking about. Letting Jack spread nightmares around Burgess was the most horrid thing to do. Jack had lived there for more then he had ever known. Even in his memories he saw the same village. Would Pitch be so cruel to let him to that? Also.. a certain person lived there. Jack could never give him a nightmare. He wasn't going to do it, no. "I'm afraid I won't do it, Pitch." Jack answered, frowning and taking a step back as Pitch intruded his personal space.

Pitch lazily shook his head, intertwining his fingers back into Jack's hair. "I see you do not quite understand the situation Jack. You made a deal, you're mine now. I want you to do as I told you, and you are going to do it if you want it or not." And at that moment Jack felt a chock in his body. He trembled as another shock followed, and Jack hugged his chest, falling to his knees. It was obvious the sand twitched inside him as it hurt him. Looking back up with a lot of afford, he was Pitch smirking down on him. "You know, I can make the pain a lot worse, or you'll obey me and just do as I told you."

The pain slightly faded away as Jack didn't struggle anymore and stood back up, picking up his fallen staff in progress. He had to do it, the pain he felt was unbearable, but he would never give Jamie, his friend which lives in Burgess, a nightmare. Pitch grinned and waved him goodbye, not giving Jack any information on how to do it, or how to get to Burgess. Jack groaned, somehow getting out of Pitch's lair as he walked away towards Burgess. As far as he knew, the nightmares followed him but didn't hurt him, apart from the nightmares inside him. But he tried to shrug it off.

After quite some time, he passed the lake he had fallen into in his memories. He smiled sadly as he walked passed it, but decided to take a look. As he got closer, he took a look into the frozen ice only to almost receive a heart attack. Who he saw In the ice, wasn't him. Not at all.

He didn't had white hair, but somehow black? And his eyes where purple? It didn't make sense, how could this have ever happened? Then he thought back in Pitch's lair where his anger suddenly showed up. Could it have been.. because of the sand? It couldn't be, right? Since when can Pitch actually change people? It was a horrible thought. But it was soon enough interrupted as he heard laughing from not too far. He guessed it would be children, but being outside this light was pretty weird.

As he finally made his way to Burgess, which didn't took as long as he guessed, he saw two kids playing outside. Pippa and Cupcake, Jamie's friends. He sighed as he remembered the task he got from Pitch. He really didn't want to give the children nightmares.. but he didn't had a choice. Well, he could turn away and fly over to the guardians, but he thought his body wouldn't handle the pain he would feel.

Sighing deeply, he kept thinking for himself that one nightmare wouldn't hurt. He hoped they wouldn't last long, and he would be able to leave as soon as possible. As Pippa and Cupcake finally made their way back home, Jack decided he would do it quick, and return as soon as possible. He jumped into a open window, looking around. It was a parents bedroom, he knew for sure. But if they had children, he didn't know. He walked through the bedroom, and soon enough found a family photo of a mother, father and two children. A teenage boy and a little girl, which reminded him a lot of his past.

He couldn't get it over his heart to think about the nightmares the kids would get, it made him feel horrible, but he had to do it. He opened the doors, and kept looking for the children until he had found them. Pitch's nightmare sand slid over the ground towards the boy and girl which slept in separate beds, and made their way over to the children's dreams, which where corrupted soon after. Their dreams turned black, and both started struggling in their sleeps. Jack couldn't see anymore of it, and soon made his way out of the house.

He couldn't believe what he had done. He actually did something the boogeyman only would do, and he never wanted to do it ever again. But luck wasn't on his side, he still had to go across more then a forty houses, in one night. He groaned and looked around, hoping that in most of the houses no children lived.

He sighed and jumped to another window, finding a second young boy and watched how his dream turned into a nightmare, but that was the moment he felt something inside. He felt less horrible as a few moments ago, and each time he kept giving nightmares to children, the horribleness he felt just faded away as if it was never been there before. He.. started enjoying it. He started enjoying giving children nightmares!

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