Chapter 4! WHAAA lol And good news; I am done with this semester! YAY

Thank you again for being amazing readers.

Also, I may not be able to update next week due to the fact I will be on Vacation for Christmas.

KBird


Darkness.

Complete and total darkness was all around her; consuming her and feeding off of her fears. All around her in the shadows Cupid could hear the sinister laughter of Pitch, his voice echoing around and all over with no pinpoint of source.

"My dear, you know you cannot stop what is to come."

She quickly twisted around, searching almost desperately for any way of finding the monster that was causing her terror to unfold before her as various scenes began flashing through the darkness. Replaying over and over again the death of all her beloved family and friends; only this time their eyes were filled with pure hatred, all directed towards her.

No…no this wasn't how it happened!

'Aphrodite'

Snapping her head to her left, Cupid stared in shock at her beloved cousin Apollo standing before her in his blinding gold light. She knew he wasn't alive anymore…she knew that, but that didn't stop her from taking a few steps forward to stand before him. He looked just has he had all those centuries ago. His deep green eyes stared into her own light pink as she raised her trembling hand up to his face, intending to touch him; but before she could even feel his skin, he began to fall apart. Cracks formed on his body and his own eyes narrowed at her in hatred.

'You should have died with the rest of us.'

Tears began filling her eyes at his words and as shouts of pasted ones agreed with the Sun God, shaking her head she tried to reach for him again only to be thrown to the floor when his body broke apart in all directions.

"NO!" her cry only echoed around her in desperation.

No no no…there should never be hatred in the Sun God's eyes…his voice.

Cupid quickly rose on shaking legs to stand as she began backing away from the pieces that were once her loving and shining cousin only to be stopped by a solid object. Twisting her head to look behind her; she could not stop the cry that tore through her throat at the sight. It was one of her favorite paintings.

It was one she had not been able to keep through time; it was of her and her All-Mother Frigg. She stood there in all her eternal Asgard beauty with her, Freyja at the time. The two most powerful Ladies in the royal city itself but now it was gone…all was lost in time.

Yet she still lived on through different times and with different names but the same meaning.

The death of the All-Mother was the most painful memory for Cupid; for Frigg truly had treated her as her very own daughter and even raised her along with her two sons Thor and Loki.

"Please…let me wake up from this nightmare."

But her plea went unheard and Pitch's laugh once again ran throughout the darkness.

'My daughter.'

Crystal pink orbs widen at the soft spoken words that whispered to her. A lone tear broke free from the gathering liquids as it slowly trailed down her cheek as she turned to face the woman who had at one point in time, raised her.

She stood tall and proud but not with an air of importance as most queens do. Her golden red hair piled up elegantly upon her head was dressed in pearls and gold's of their realm. Honey brown eyes stared straight at her with not the look of compassion and pride only a mother could have, but instead she had a cold indifference in them and that only made more tears follow after the one.

"Please…All-Mother…"

Cupid could no longer think properly. Her very mind was taken over by fear and pain that she could not stop.

And watching as Frigg walked gracefully towards her, Cupid could only shake her head as she felt her heart begin to beat at an unhealthy rate, well at least for a Guardian, as a deep pain started to form inside her chest.

When the All-Mother stood before her, her body was beyond standing still as it shook with no hope of stopping. Staring into the ancient and wise light brown eyes of her mother, Cupid couldn't help the choked out sob that escaped her blood red lips. And for a moment, she could have sworn Frigg's eyes had softened when she raised her pale hand to her cheek.

It felt as though nothing was there though.

She knew the once Queen's hand was on her cheek…yet she did not feel the warmth that should have been there; nor the actual feel of her hand.

With that, Frigg's eyes returned to their unnatural coldness and with a swift movement removed her hand back to her side as if burned.

'You did not try to save us. You allowed all of Asgard, your friends…family and home to be destroyed and yet you lived on.'

Backing away in pain, Cupid shook her head, sending her long locks flying in frenzy around her. Her voice shook when she spoke softly to her once Queen, "Please…I,"

'You are unworthy.'

Those three words tore through her very being as she watched as Frigg began to fade away into nothing.

She stood there all alone in the suffering darkness that seemed to close in even more on her. This wasn't happening…it wasn't! It was not her fault she had not faded along with all the others. She had no control over that fate! Even still, all around her whispers began to rise from around her; all accusations, insults, and curses all thrown at her; all by loved ones that were gone.

In a rush, her strength left her as she fell to her knees. Streaming hot tears ran freely now down her face and onto the ground beneath her. Her pain-filled sobs shook her body harshly and her cries went uncared through the shadows.

She was truly alone.

Unloved.

And that was her biggest fear.

"Please…I don't want this. I never did." Her voice was broken and rasp-like from crying. There was no longer the strong, fierce warrior anymore. She was just Cupid and she wept for the friends and family she would never see again, would never see their loving smiles or kind words. Would never fight alongside some of the most ancient and powerful warriors.

So much in pain and sorrow was she that not once did she feel the presence stalking behind her until Pitch was all but standing inches away from the crying Guardian. His silver gold eyes shining with glee at the sight before him.

So this was all it took for the mighty Cupid to fall?

"And so you see, my beloved, the fears that you have tried to hide for so long…are now mine."

Her sobs stopped in midway at the voice behind her and before she could even try to defend herself, long pale fingers grabbed painfully onto her hair, pulling it back to force her head to go along with it. Her eyes clashed into his own as he all but laughed in her face. Laughed at her pain and sorrow and drank in her fear; feeling himself grow stronger by the second.

"Hey! Hey wake up!"

Both Guardians froze. One pair of eyes narrowing with angry while the other grew wide with, was that hope, he saw?

"Wake up…come one Cupid, don't let him rule you."

Cupid cast her eyes around her, searching for the voice that was speaking. She knew that voice…Jack! Her breathing quickened in hope and anxiety; he was there, somewhere. He could help her from the ever suffocating darkness.

"Jack..."

Hearing her voice sound not as broken as it had been, Pitch snarled as he yanked her head back farther, causing her to shout out in pain at the treatment. Bringing his face closer to hers, he growled out for her to hear, "He won't be able to save you, dear Cupid. I am growing stronger…and soon you will be gone."

Seeing his face grow closer to her own, Cupid tried to jerk her head away from him but that only caused more pain to shoot through her body causing her eyes to clench shut, but that was quickly shoved away when disgust switched the pains place when cold lips came crashing down on her cheek, though they were much too close to her own lips.

Bile rose in her throat at the thought of his lips on her and before she could do anything he untangled his hand from her hair and shoved her away from him.

"Come back to me. Damnnit wake up Cupid!"

Curling his lips up to reveal sharp teeth, Pitch slowly began making his way back farther into the shadows as he kept his eyes on the fallen Guardian. Raising his hand, he blew her a mock air kiss before taking his leave from her mind.

And she was free.

Pink eyes snapped open, expecting to see only darkness again; but to her most surprise, icy blue eyes were what she met with.

A quick instinctive glance around her told her she was not in her realm, but at the Pole instead, if the decoration of the room was any indication.

For now…she was safe.

A pained-filled gasp escaped her lips as she shot up into an upright position, shocking Jack who was leaning over her but before he could move away from her, trembling arms wrapped themselves around his waist and a head buried into his stomach. He sat there in shock as Cupid struggled to compose herself. Fresh tears threatened to fall but she held them at bay as she pressed herself against his blue hoodie, feeling relief wash through her at the slight coldness that radiated off of him.

She didn't care who she was holding onto…at that moment all she needed was someone to hold on to and damnnit she was hanging on for dear life.

It was only when she felt a hand begin rubbing her back in what could be a soothing manner did Cupid slowly let go of her emotions. Just this once wouldn't be so bad…would it? How long had it been since another had tried to comfort her? Years? She deserved to at least have these few moments.

And then the dam broke and the tears fell like waterfalls from her eyes as her entire body began trembling again. Jack quickly wrapped both arms around her, bringing one hand to slowly run through her hair to try and calm her down; but deep down he had a feeling she needed this. Bringing his head closer to her own, he began whispering soft words to her and quietly shushed her when her sobs only grew.

It seemed like hours had gone by before her trembling and cries slowly began to soften until suddenly they all seemed to stop all together. Jack could feel her arms lose grip on his hoodie as they slid down his side and onto the bed covers.

"They're all gone."

Had he not been paying attention, Jack might have missed her softly spoken words before she passed out. So broken and full of sorrow that Jack tightened his grip on her before laying her back onto the bed. Taking in her appearance, he felt a hard pull at his heart at the sight of her pale and tear stained face. Her eyes red and puffy along with her nose. God only knew what she had seen when she was under Pitch's spell.

Pulling back the covers in place over her, Jack leaned over and ever so softly pressed his lips to her forehead for the slightest second before pulling away and taking one last look at her, made his way to the door and left her to sleep in peace.

Never once noticing the small smile that appeared on her pale red lips when the door closed shut.


So sorry for the short chapter and really not much action...I am trying here my dears lol

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