A/N

Okay, chapter 5 Lucias return will happen in next chapter My mind decided to give Pitch some stage light mind you I am not good at writing evil scenes and fighting scenes and this Pitch in this chapter and story is my version. This even has a flashback on how Pitch came by the Hourglass

Me: am I forgetting something?

Jack (flies in): Shadigan Shinen does not own Rise of the Guardians or the Book series Guardians of Childhood

Me: That was it!

Anyways Oh yeah responses

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Natuala X – yes the Hourglass is revealed it plays a large role in this story despite it is absent in some chapters (so is Pitch).

Chapter 5: Winters Darkness

Pitch cursed loudly as he reentered his lair, "damn those Winter Spirits, why are they always in my way?!" he said, scaring some of the Nightmares around him. They recoiled in fear, which Pitch allowed himself to feed off, "there must be some way to break them"

He looked down at the Hourglass, "Clepsydra timore," he said, smiling at it, as a plan came into his mind, "you were a dead thing, when I found you. But not long ago did you awake from your slumber, why did you do that?"

The Hourglass provided him with no answer. The dark sand within it simply glowed silver at his question, "I can't break Frost, he's to strong for that now and he's a Guardian," Pitch fisted the hand with the Hourglass in it, he began thinking back on the battle and the time before it, "he should have been powerless, invisible to anyone, so why did that Winter Spirit see him? What makes her so special?" Pitch mused making a sand form of Lucia, who held her staff.

"She turns up out of the blue, called by Man in Moon to help the Guardians find their Froster. The one they can go without," Pitch placed a hand on his chin.

"She's just another spirit," Pitch said, then dissolving the figure, "but not without potential," he smiled wicked, as a second plan came into mind, "there are ways of persuading someone, that doesn't involve words, simply by breaking them enough"

He looked at the globe, "the world should be mine. I should have gotten it all that year, I almost had it" Pitch was angry, his mind focused on what he wanted, "this thing has the potential to give me the very thing I want. It can turn the Immortals invisible it proved it with Frost"

He made two figures one of Lucia again and then the other of Jack. He then made a throne behind him studying the figures, they were alike in so many ways, but Lucia proved more timid like Jack; she had been alone for 300 years as well. Pitch had seen the Winter Spirit on many occasions once, even closer during a time where fear was spiking, but not enough for him to regain his powers fully, that was why he had begun to practice the trick with turning Dreams into Nightmares. Lucia's Heart at the time had been filled with anger and she had also been broken. Pitch had never found out, why she had been like that the spirits, that had been present had been Happy for what she had done.

Pitch returned his gaze to the Hourglass, which still glowed its silver in his hand; Pitch remembered when he had found it 300 years earlier. He had been at the scene, where two spirits had talked and then fear had suddenly stroke one of them, as a glow, unlike anything Pitch had ever experienced, occurred one of the two had been an Autumn Spirit, the other he hadn't seen because as it fell, it shimmered and disappeared. He had then investigated the area and found the hourglass glowing in the nearby lake, he hadn't seen it been thrown, but apparently it had been at some point.

Despite it having lost its glow, Pitch decided to hold onto it, why he didn't know. Until his defeat by the Guardians hand, it had suddenly begun to light up, in the small first, but then overtime it began to glow brighter. It was as if it had reacted to the newfound belief, but he had tried it and managed to turn that belief into fear anew, it had only worked for so long until the Next Christmas and Easter, then the children believed again. He had then turned it again Immortals; here it had been effective.

Looking at the Hourglass, he remembered; how it had actually saved him giving him portion of his powers back.

~I'm a Flashback~

Pitch was returned to the lair by the Nightmares, which had sensed his fear for being invisible. The Nightmares rammed him to the ground feeding off his fear, leaving him with little control over them.

This had gone on for what seemed days, leaving Pitch weak and wounded, but a Silver glow had suddenly been emitted from a place in the Lair, making the Nightmares scramble back by the light, that seemed to hurt them.

Pitch stared at them in confusion, but got up stumbling forward to the light source. He managed to get to the place, watching the thing. The light was coming from a random collection of artifacts gathered over the years, looking through it he finally found it; an hourglass one so ancient, he could almost not remember where he got it. But as he placed it in his hand, the memory of two spirits came to mind; he placed the weird shape in his hand seeing the light go off more, as he looked at it.

"What are you?" he asked, it but got little response. The light only seemed to spell out to words; one was faint while the other was clear, "Clepsydra timore" he said, he then smiled, and "the hourglass of Fear that is what you are?"

There was no response, only the light seemed to dim somewhat, making Pitch nervous; what had caused it to lit up in the first place?

~I'm a Flashback~

Pitch remembered that day very clearly, now all he could was watch the hourglass. It had since gained more power, the question was still how and why.

Focusing his thoughts elsewhere, he looked at one of the figures, before looking back at the Hourglass smiling. It responded to fear, wasn't it clear? That meant that, he got more fear out of one, who would be drenched in it, then he would gain more power than before.

Pitch looked back at the Lucia figure, "she will join me, even if I must force her," he made a knife out of sand smiling sadistically. His eyes narrowed, as he envisioned what he was going to do to her.

"Oh little miss Lucia, if you won't hear then you must feel," he began to laugh manically, the laughter echoed all the way through his lair, alerting the Nightmares that something was beginning to unfold.

Something evil…

Something that was heartbreaking on others…

Oh, they would be having a feast, when it began.

A/N:

Me: Okay people you know the drill, Lucia will you say it?

Lucia(Blushing): Leave a review Or I'll Kiss Jack.

Jack (Smirking): How about we just cut that?

Me: Anyways the bow Down under there Leave a review!