A/N This one is shorter than the others but I will be posting another very soon, I hope. This is based on the premises that at one point, somehow, Jack will turn evil.

Disclaimer: I do not own the idea that Jack Frost, Santa, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy, and the Sandman are amazing and have powers that no one would have expected.

Everything was going wrong. The Guardians were being held down by darkness and Jamie, Jamie was in danger as well from Pitch. Pitch stood in front of me, smiling coldly.

"Well, now this is interesting. The real guardians tied up, unable to help, a mortal that I can make into a fearling, and a wannabe guardian." Pitch sneered at me.

"You are not turning Jamie into a fearling!" I shouted at Pitch, it was my job to protect Jamie, I would never let harm befall him.

"Oh, I don't think you have a choice in that matter, Jack. Unless..." Pitch trailed off.

"Unless what?" I was wary, the look on Pitch's face was not good.

Pitch laughed, causing shivers of fear to run through me "Unless, you take the child's place. You become my fearling and I let the guardians and the boy go, no injury will befall them."

The guardians and Jamie would get to leave. Could I really give myself over to Pitch? I never even wanted my powers, to get rid of them would be wonderful, but to become a fearling, to work for Pitch. But if it would protect Jamie, what choice did I have?

I took a step forward "Fine."

"No! Jack, don't!" the Guardians and Jamie shouted.

I turned halfway towards them "I have no choice. If giving myself over will protect all of you, then so be it," I turned back to Pitch "No harm is to befall any of them, understood?"

"Of course. Now, just give me your staff." Pitch ordered, his smile growing tenfold.

I looked down at my staff, my source of power. I was powerless without it. With a sigh I threw the staff to Pitch, who caught it. Before my eyes the staff changed from being blue to pure black. Pitch was putting his darkness into it.

"Time for a new member to join the fearlings." Pitch pointed my old staff at me and darkness shot out from it.

I felt pain shoot through my whole body. It was the worst pain I had ever felt. I tried to keep the scream inside, not wanting to give Pitch any satisfaction, but in the end it wrenched out of me. I let out a long and pain filled scream.

-North's Pov-

When I heard Jack's scream, I felt my heart plummet. I yelled at Pitch to stop this, to let Jack go, but my screams fell on deaf ears. I could only watch in horror as Jack's hair became black, his skin turning the same color as Pitch's, and in Pitch's hands Jack's staff turned into pure black and the end became a pointy tip, ready to stab something. When Pitch drew back the darkness in front of us was not Jack Frost, but a fearling, a fearling that had an evil smile growing on his face, his eyes glinting with madness.

To be continued

A/N Yes this one will have another part. And I guessed about the transformation/fearling part since I have never read the books.