Here's chapter 4!

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Chapter 4- The Mares

I woke up in a tree, darkness still lurking the outside. I did not know where I was, what time it was nor what I was doing here. And then the memories came back, and my grudge and anger against the winter spirit Jack Frost rose to my heart and mind. Closing my eyes, I tried to contain my frustration, remembering how the fire appeared the day before. Soon afterwards, as I reopened my eyes, I let out a little yelp as I saw the tips of my fingers lighting up the (brindles) in the tree. I swiftly jumped out of the tree, stumbling on the forest grounds, slamming my hands on the snow to make the fire vanish. Afterwards, all I could do or think of doing was curl into a ball and cry. Cry all the pain and loneliness from my body. I don't know how long I stayed like that before someone interfered.

"There, there, little one. Why should someone so small and fragile cry like this? There's no need to shed tears..."

I opened my eyes, quickly wiping off the tears on my cheeks and looked up. There stood a man, all dressed in black. His mesmerising, golden eyes stared kindly at me; seeming father-like. I felt like I should be afraid of him, but he seemed so kind...

"Kenna, was it? My dear child... You are afraid? You don't want to be left alone, abandoned once again, am I right?"

I hesitated to answer:

"Y-yes... How do you know my name? Who are you?"

"I'm Pitch. Or you may know me as... The Boogeyman." He smiled cruelly as his hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me upwards. Whilst holding me like this, he forced me to walk besides him, his grip just too tight for me to run away. The fear his name gave me, Boogeyman, made me shiver, cold sweat dripping from my forehead.

"Ahh... I know what happened between you and this boy, Frost. He KILLED your brother..." He insisted on the word "killed". A bit exaggerated, if you ask me. "What a shame, such a wonderful girl, with tremendous powers, crying all over the place because of an insignificant teen."

"What do you mean, my "tremendous powers"?" I asked, while trying to figure out how to get out of his grip.

"We could work together, you know." He continued in a calm voice, ignoring my question. "We can avenge your brother." His offer sounded quite sweet to my ears, as I thought that it might not be a bad idea to join him... after all, he IS the Boogeyman, and he is actually asking me to be his ally. Why refuse?

"You have great power inside of you, all it needs is a little push for it to... Explode. I can help you find this force within you! We can become allies, and together, take your revenge on Frost! Together, we can do much, much more!"

His voice was now harsh and mean, his eyes were no longer comforting and fatherly, they were now of a dangerous, mean golden colour, filled with hatred and anger. I automatically realised how stupid my idea of following him was, and as I felt his hand let go a bit, I quickly twisted my body downwards and fell to the ground. I didn't wait before sprinting back up to my feet and facing him, fists out.

"I would never follow somebody like you, Boogeyman!" Flames started dancing on my arms and my hair caught on fire. I had a tough time to convince myself that it was my fire and that I wasn't truly burning alive. Not once again.

"As you wish, Kenna Fire. If you aren't with me, you are with them...''

Spontaneously, I threw a fireball at him, which missed. Some slither-like, purple sand appeared and took form. It shaped like... a mare. Pitch swiftly jumped on it and disappeared in the darkness of the forest. His last words echoed in my head again for some time after that.

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"So you are telling us a new spirit has been formed? Why should we worry?"

A big, Russian grand-father-looking man was standing in front of Jack, his fists on his hips. Beside him, a little man eating pudding, a beautiful fairy buzzing around talking to tiny replicates of herself, and a giant bunny, holding his feet to the fire. It was actually North, Sandy, Tooth and Bunnymund, also known as Santa, Sandman, the Toothfairy and the Easter Bunny.

''Why bother? You brought us here for that much? The birth of spirits was never a problem before.'' Bunnymund complained, still freezing from the cold outside.

"You couldn't possibly understand, Cottontail.", Jack retorted to the bunny. "Remember; back in '68? Easter Sunday? In Alaska; there were siblings, inside their house. No heater, no nothing. And guess what my fun did to them; it killed the eldest. Now she's reborn as Kenna Fire, and she pretty much wants to take revenge."

Jack Frost lift his staff to the moon, shining down to them. Everybody froze and stared at Frost for a while, measuring what he said.

''If you are right, Jack, we are in deep trouble. Gling-gling! Prepare the sleight! We are leaving!''

''But... where to?'' asked Tooth, worried.

''To meet Kenna Fire, of course."