"Jack..." Jamie murmured, holding Roxas close, he shifted to hold out a hand to Jack who shook his head, eyes glowing in the dark of the room. The room seemed to darken around Jack, his body held an aura of something that was making Roxas cry.

"DADA NOT DADA!" He hid in Jamie's neck as a grin started to form on Jack's face as he stared at Jamie with those demonically red eyes; a voice left him that was a scratchy version of his own.

"Wanna play?" His teeth sharpened, showing a darker grin. Jamie recoiled, holding Roxas close; a mix of emotions flickering in his eyes as he met Jack's gaze... no... it wasn't Jack anymore... Jack giggled, smiling an evil smile.

"Oh Jamie, why you looking at me that way?" He said, snickering demonically. He reached out.

"Ooh my baby, how cute; you knew the whole time who I was didn't you?" The baby seemed to know exactly, blasting Jack with its pure light. He hissed.

"CURSED SPAWN!" Jack growl and flew out the cavern, darkness covered the area turning the day into night. Jamie cradled Roxas close, not saying a thing. What could he say? After a long moment he decided he'd do the only thing he was sure was the right thing to do for the moment... He went to the North Pole with Roxas. Roxas cried, and cried, and cried. The following weeks were torture, children were found dead on the outskirts of Jack's lake, some were ripped in half... organs splay about and one little message written in every child's blood: Come find me

It was for Jamie, and he knew it. After the weeks ensued Jamie walked over to North; the other Guardians were there and none of them looked happy.

"I know we've talked about this... but it's obvious it's me he wants. I can't simply keep ignoring him or more children may die. Take care of Roxas for me."

"You can't go alone mate."

"You can't come with me. You all know you can't stand the winter like I can. Just... take care of him. I'll do what I can." Before any of the others could say anything he was out of the skylight and called out quietly to the wind.

"Take me to Jack..." The wind whipped up and carried him off. Jack snickered.

"Tick tock." He said as a child aimlessly cried, looking for a way out in the ice maze; Jack's voice following, whispering to the child as the trees ripped at his clothes and hair.

"Oh don't cry dear child." Jack said, voice thick with lies and laughter.

"Your death will be slow and painful, I assure you." Jack said and then the wind whispered to him.

"Hmm... hmm... Jamie." Jack whispered, the lights went out for the child and a horrific scream was heard; it reached Jamie's ears... Jamie shuddered even as he landed gently. The darkness obscured his vision, though he's like a tiny beacon of light in the darkness itself. Jack's voice whispered into Jamie's ears, as if he was right next to him; he could feel the slithering darkness wrap around him.

"Oh Jamie, such a beautiful lightning bug you are." His voice was dripping with blood lust.

"Come, come... follow the path; come find me." Jack's voice echoed through the dark woods. A dim light, of sorts, appeared; the whispers and voices grew louder. Remains of children's bones, blood dripping from trees; a child no older than five was hung by his own innards and a little girl could be heard crying.

"Oh don't look for the children; they're already dead." Jamie shuddered, his heart pounding in a bit of fear at the sights that met him. Taking a deep, shaky breath, he forced himself to move forward...

"That's it Jamie... a little more... you're almost there." The sight that meets Jamie is horrific. Dead children on poles, stabbed through; some were crying when they died, some had x's over where their eyes should be and ripped smiles that went form ear to ear.

"Ooh they're so happy to see you Jamie!" Jack popped out in the middle. He looked horrifying, his red eyes could be seen to be a bloody red, white hair stained, ripped up clothes covered in blood and gore from the children. Jack licked his fingers.

"Mmm, tastes good; the fear is the best when they scream for their parents." Jack laughed psychotically.

"Want a drink?" Jack picked up a cup made of stone, it was filled with a black red liquid; he smiled.

"You'll love the taste of their fear Jamie." Jamie felt sick, but he managed to not throw up what little he'd eaten for lunch.

"No." He managed to say evenly. Jack chuckled.

"Why so sad?" He laughed, floating; blood dripped from the corpses and he drank the goblet's contents. His mouth was covered in the dark red stuff as it dribbled down his chin and stained his sharpened teeth black.

"Why do you ask a question you know the answer to?" He replied quietly, watching, but he didn't know what else to do for now... unaware what it was this... thing... really wanted of him.

"Oh, I just wanted for you to see the fun I was having... and wanted you to know I won't stop until I know everyone's fear; and Jamie... your soul is mine." Jack hissed. Before Jamie could blink, slithering black gooey masses wrapped around his torso, arms and legs.

"Maybe I'll use you for some of my fun." Jamie yelped in surprise, he tugged away from the darkness. He didn't want any part of it... Jack smiled.

"Are you scared already? I thought you'd never be scared of me Jamie." Jack said, his eyes blue for a second then back to bleeding red.

"Well, looks like you won't have a choice in the matter." He laughed and the once dead children moaned and groaned, some with half hanging mouths got up and reached for Jamie.

"Join us." They hissed. Jamie was surrounded.

"Join usss..." The voices grew louder and louder.

"Yes, join them Jamie... or join me into darkness. I promise it won't hurt once I remove your soul." Jamie tugged away, it wasn't fear... it's desperation, now... horror... and sorrow... In a desperate gamble he summoned all the power he had, the wind whipped up in a fury. Jack hissed in pain.

"AHH! WHAT IS THAT!" Jack screeched, his body felt like it was on fire from the light; the children screeched as well and turned to dust, disintegrating on the spot. Jack gasped, Jamie now knew light was his weakness and was why he stayed in the dark woods.

"No, NO!" Jack started to run into the woods, the dark shadows following him to protect his body from light. Jamie collapsed into the snow, panting... he'd never done that before... Some children came from the woods, normal children; bloody and scraped from the trees and dirty from falling over roots.

"I want my mommy!" They called for their parents, crying; there were over 23 children in total. That Jack had trapped and would have killed in the woods. Jack hissed, licking his wounds.

"Bastard knows my weakness now... don't worry that won't stop me from collecting more lost souls." Seeing the children, Jamie manages to push himself up.

"H-hey..." He called out to them. He's pretty sure he couldn't summon any more of those snowflakes... or anything at all at the moment, but that wouldn't stop him from guiding these children back to town. They jumped.

"J-Jamie!" One called, it was one of Jamie's own first believers.

"JAMIE! WHAT HAPPENED? WHY IS JACK DOING THIS?!" He cried, hugging Jamie close.

"I'm scared Jamie... the children when they were in there... w-we were all so lost. They... died Jamie. They died without anyone knowing!" He cried.

"He... he tortured them... made them go mad; they ripped themselves apart and... he pretended he was their parents until they killed themselves." The children looked to Jamie for guidance.

"Please, we want to go home!" They all cried.

"I wish I knew you guys... come on. I'll take you home." Jamie led them back to the town, but he didn't answer their questions or comments about what he'd seen. He knew those kids wouldn't be the same ever again... they weren't innocent anymore. Jamie sighed inwardly. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, but once he had seen them safely home he returned to the pond and settled on it. He was less tired than he'd been earlier, but he was still tired... even so he summoned the wind to help him clean up each of the dead children and make them look somewhat peaceful in the ice he encased them in before he left them on the doorstep of the city's local funeral home. Etched into the ice caskets of each a simple message: I'm sorry...

He returned to the lake then. Exhausted, and he settled back onto the ice to rest... It was morning and there were sounds of hysterical parents, mourning for their child's death as well as shocked and horrified, but joyful parents who were reunited with their young. Some hysterical and joyful for some had siblings that died. Jack snickered, listening in on the wails.

"How delicious." He said, snickering; the wind was horrified with what Jack had become and since then had stopped listening to him. Only the west, east, and south winds listened to Jack for they did not care, sometimes, what happened to children, but they still cared in more ways then he ever knew. Jamie woke with the sun's rays and forced himself up as he had the wind clean up the area of the blood that remained. He didn't consider eating now, he was still too sickened by the events of the previous day and the night had been nothing but nightmarish. Jack snickered, his voice carried to Jamie.

"Aww... sick already? I thought that was a wonderful sight the children made." He snickered darkly more and more.

"Ooh you should listen to the despair... yes." He hissed, letting Jamie hear the horrific cries and wails of the people. Jamie cringed, looking around.

"Why are you doing this?!" He called out hesitantly. Jack laughed.

"Why? Because what happened to Jackie here will be forever." That voice was oh so familiar... a voice that Jamie remembered. He knew who it was now, it was that dark being only more serious, crazier and scarier.

"Ooh it was delicious hearing Jack scream! Oh he begged, Jamie, begged for you to kill him right then and there last night. As soon as you saw him he begged and begged but you couldn't know that I was in control. Wanna hear him?" He snickered, hearing Jack's screams of pain and begging.

"JAMIE! JAMIE, PLEASE KILL ME NOW! PLEASE! PLEASE DO WHATS RIGHT! PLEASE, JAMIE, STOP HIM!" Jack's voice yelled, fear stricken and horrified as well as full of pain.

"And why should I believe you? You're obviously not Jack." The other snickered.

"Oh but that voice was Jack, Jamie." He snickered.

"And you're never getting him back, just remember that now the night is mine and Jack's body is mine; the children's souls are mine and pretty soon you too will be mine." He laughed a dry, dark laugh before leaving Jamie's mind. Jamie sighed, knowing the other is wrong... because he will protect the children... and he will never join... whatever it is. He won't give up on Jack, but he wasn't sure what he would do. For now he tried to get some more rest. There were a thousand screams that suddenly burst in Jamie's mind, like it did Jack when the children were in trouble.

"HELP US! PLEASE HELP US!" They screamed. Jack laughed.

"Yes, scream all you like; you're never leaving because your souls are mine." Jack said before the child could scream more, blood burst from the hole and his hand through it, pulling out the child's heart. Jack laughed darkly before tossing the heart to the ground and watching as the young sister of the boy saw him die right before her and was splattered with her sibling's blood.

"Run as fast as you can, you can't run forever... and I will find you." Jamie cried out in pain. He shot off, trying to locate him... it took him a few minutes... Just as Jack had moved to the sister the wind slammed him into a building and Jamie landed next to the terrified, scared child.

"Leave them alone." Jack hissed in pain.

"What you going to do about it Bennett." The dark being spoke with a dark glint in his red eyes, snickering.

"Don't like the new Jack... get used to it." He said, ice slaughtering a child just behind Jamie and making the little girl screech in fear.

"There's ten children Jamie. Ten out here; I hope you find them all before I do." Dark red eyes was all Jamie could see before he disappeared.