Chapter 4.

Sandy slowly told me about what the Northern lights from earlier meant, and why he suddenly had to go. He explained everything about the guardians. He explained everything about Pitch's sad and tragic past, as well as what he had done recently. And lastly. Sandy explained about the letter.

"Dreamy," He pulled out the letter to show me, "The letter he wrote... He wants you to fall in love with him. He wants you. And I'm incredibly scared for you... You don't know what horrific monstrous things he truly has done."

Sandy breathed out a heavy sigh, looked towards the windows and clearly had a horrible memory playing on his mind. Dreamy stared at the little man and felt worry and sadness for him. He seemed so hopeless, so un-full of life... It broke her to pieces. He looked back at her, and the light in his eyes changed from depression, to sudden determination. "Sandy... I'm a little confused about his intentions..."

-315 years ago-

The moon's light shone brightly upon the young bloody woman's frame. Pitch looked at her and felt an emotion he hadn't felt in thousands of years. Sorrow. He felt sorrow for this woman, whom he didn't know. She looked like a bloody angel in the snow.

Red and white, and expression of horror upon her dead face, brought chills down to his very core. He was confused about why he felt drawn to this place, why was he here looking at this woman? What was his purpose for even coming here?

The moon light shone even brighter and pitch; being the embodiment of shadows and darkens, cowardly fell into the darkness of the oak tree. The woman slowly began to glow a beautiful silver colour and her body rose into the sky and the final transformation was made when a gleaming rainbow light orb flew down from the moon and into the female's body.

She was placed gently upon the floor. Pitch felt shocked when he stared at her. She was now a spirit. She was immortal. She could be with him! He did a rare thing indeed, smile. He smiled at the thought of someone finding him pleasant. Just as he was about to approach her, and steal her away into the night.

Her body shock violently and a outburst of white light, a shrilling bone curdling scream found his eyes and ears. She had taken her first breath of life. Blinking several times, her golden orbs scanned around her. He saw that she looked very, very panicked. Of course the presence of the nightmare king did that to any poor spirit.

The forest was dark, haughtingly horrid, and a home for all monsters. Red, green and yellow eyes stared at her from all angles and a light shiver ran across her spine. Holding his breath she stood up and her hair covered her... as he relised, naked body. The moon shone down again, and a breath taking white and pale gold butterfly dress came across her body and her hair flew up into a bun.

Golden leaf ballet shoe's came across her feet and she took a deep breath, and started an old folklore dance to bring good fortune to one's future. He was enchanted by her fluid and graceful movements. Half way through the dance to no music, he heard a whisper on the wind.

"Day dreamer." Then the nothingness settled again. She was looking right at the moon.

Oh dear friend... I've found myself a new play thing. A sly smile rolled across his lips and his eyes darkened with malicious thoughts and plans.

-200 years later-

Day Dreamer had been too many places. All the while Pitch made sure that NO other male spirit would ever come across her path. She was his. And his only. He would ensure that one day he would take her body and seal the deal... But till that day he had to watch, learn, and figure out how her mind worked and how he could easily manipulate into doing his every secret desire.

Dreamy was currently in a little town in England called Salford. The town was quite pleasant and was in-between to mager cities. The children of the town required day dreams. They would sit in the hay stacks, stare at the sky, watch the clouds, and daydreams about thousands of epic adventures as well as thousands of love stories for the young females.

He felt sick to his stomach. Those happy faces. Who do they think they are to dare be happy in his presence? But then he remembered... This is her domain. She MUST work during the day... while he the night. Counter opposites, he tall and slim, her short and curvy. He sly and cruel, her kind and gentle.

They were not meant to be. But that didn't stop him, for the last 200 years. A plan had been put into action. He would lay low. He would not draw attention towards himself. He would be quite. And he would wait as long as he possibly could before he strikes. Looking back towards her, he saw her dancing again. All of a sudden she stopped when her foot met the side of the river bank, her totes kissing the stream of flowing blue's and greys.

Even from the distance he was from her. Her form was sad, and he could just strain his ears enough to make out words like; why, hate, sad, depression, breaking, pain... bitterly alone. Those two words seemed to be repeated as she broke down crying in horrific sobs, they grew louder the closer he stalked.

But just as he reached behind her, the man in the moons moonlight would slam down between him and her. She then stood up and bolted away. And for the next 100 years... That was the last time he had saw her... Before he attacked the guardians... and lost.

-Present day at sandy's home-

Dreamy looked at her feet and she felt scared. A man, of whom she had never met in her life, wanted her to fall for him on purpose and not because she truly loved him. Despair caught onto her soul and she felt sad.

Reading the letter over again, those words, Then I shall create far more hell and nightmares and I will destroy the children's belief in you. Once. And. For. All.

Those words... They echoed in her mind like venom. She knew she HAD to hand herself over. Was there any other choice? Several tears shock from her eyes and she ended up breaking down in unattractive, hysteric sobs.

"Shhh, everything will be fine dreamy. I promise you, that I will not let you go without a fight... Shhh, please. Stop crying, your smile is far too beautiful to not be forever present on your breath taking face..." Sandy blushed as he complimented her, but it made her stop sobbing, look at him through liquid gold eyes.

Slowly she leaned in closer towards him. Rested her head against his shoulder and smiles slightly. She chocked a little bit, "thank you." Dreamy peeked a look at him and saw him smiling to himself. She couldn't help but start to think of a possible future with the sandman. Those thoughts brought her far away from her current location.

The golden wooden furniture, slowly turned green, and then to a lovely dark, rich blue. The once glittering wallpaper, changed into a millions of stars, looking down, she saw herself in a long, golden velvet dress.

Her orbs shifted upwards and met Golden Brown orbs. She gasped. The sandman was tall! He was dressed in a golden suit, his once handsome features seemed to be more mature and very manly like. He's once all over the place bed hair seemed to be more under control and kept in a civil manner.

He took her hand in his, kissed the top of her hand gently, and pulled her towards him through the crook of her hip. Smashed her top half into his and held her close to his body, as they started to twirl to their own music of violins, piano's and harps.

Eventually, what felt like a lifetime to little dreamy, they arrived at a silver gazebo. He then turned her chin upwards towards his face. He chuckled slightly, closed his eyes and leaned in towards her.

She gasped, closed her eyes quickly, went onto her tippy toes, and waited to feel those golden soft lips. But they never met hers, instead cold, rough lips crashed down into hers, claws ripped into the flesh of her back and as she tried to scream, the creatures sour tongue curled into her mouth, she bite down upon it. Making the creature to jump back... Only to revile Pitch black himself.

Sandy realised that he had fallen asleep, looking towards dreamy, he saw her expression was very painful and fearful, dodging his eyes upwards he saw the very monsters and creatures he hated more than anything. Nightmares.

And they were hurting His dreamy. He gently lent down towards her, and thought about the only thing that could quickly and safely remove the nightmare without the after effects of it. He gently pressed his lips to her and imagined sucking the nightmare out with his mind.

She slowly felt more peaceful. She peeked her eyes open to see what the strange sensation was against her lips... and saw the sandman kissing her!

Her heart went into overdrive. Without thinking anything through, she wrapped her arms around him, brought him closer to her and kissed him back with all the sweet, pent up emotion towards him, she tried to let him know through her kiss. How she simply felt. That he meant so much to her... even if they've only known each other aday, people or erm... immortal spirits i suppose can feel as if they've known the other their whole life.

Suddenly he broke the kiss. "Please don't go away." Sandy begged in his breath taking voice, but his voice sounded so broken... so cracked and sad. He teared up slightly at the thought of his final joy being ripped away from him by Pitch. She pecked his lips and said "Never, and if i go anywaywere.. i'd go only if your with me."

((YUP. SAID I'D UPDATE SOONISH. Yup. It's valentines day. Yup it sucks to be alone on this day. Yup i felt like writting abunch of cutie-ish scene with sandy and dreamy! HOPE you all like it, eheh! ))