North had finally assembled the Guardians when a snow globe portal opened in front of them and a bloody and beaten Jack fell through it.
"Jack!" North exclaimed running forward and picking up the boy. He was covered in blood and could barely keep his eyes open. North rushed Jack to the infirmary followed by Tooth, Bunny and Sandy.
"North…. Pitch… he… he has Lyn," Jack managed to rasp out after he had been lain on a white cot.
"Mate you're in no condition to talk, just relax," Bunnymund replied helping North remove Jack's torn hoodie. They assessed the damage and got to work stitching Jack's wounds up the best they could. North wrapped his chest in gauze and bandaged his face while Tooth zipped back and forth nervously and Bunny and Sandy stood in silence. Jack's started off into space while North cleaned him up and bandaged him. He couldn't stop thinking about what that fucking monster was going to do the Lyn.
"Y-you have to get Lyn," Jack mumbled, his throat raw from the screaming and bile that kept coming up.
"We'll figure something out Jack, but you need to rest." Tooth said hovering next to Jack's head, her purple eye large with worry. Jack nodded he could barely keep himself awake, he vaguely heard Bunny offering to keep an eye on him while he slept before he was out like a light.
Jack and the Guardians were fighting off hordes of Nightmares; he could see everyone but Lyn. He looked around panicking trying to find her ginger hair amongst the sea of black sand. Then he heard it, he heard Lyn scream.
"LYN!" He yelled looking around franticly. "LYN! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"Jack, Pitch has her!" North yelled over the howling of the Nightmares. Jack shot down through the black until he saw Lyn in Pitch's grasp. He tried to move forward but he been frozen in place, all he could do was watch.
The black sand had wrapped itself around Lyn's arms and legs, pulling her wrists above her head. She could move and she could do was look into Pitch's yellow eyes. Pitch touched Lyn's face and he smirked.
"Let's see what you're afraid of." He teased. Pitch looked into her soul, until he found what he was looking for. "What a twisted fear you have." Lyn's eyes grew wide.
"Let me go!" She said a hint of panic grew in her voice.
"Why? I want to play with this fear." He laughed. More tendrils wrapped around Lyn's legs pulling them apart. She started to panic and writhe about trying to get free. Pitch rested his hands on the zipper on the side of her dress.
"No!" She screamed. Pitch laughed and unzipped the dress, letting it fall from her body. Lyn tried to pull her arms in to cover her body but the tendrils pulled back. Pitch's long finger danced over her breasts. She felt herself start to panic and she tried to pull away.
"There's that fear," Pitch laughed, putting his lips on her neck nibbling slightly.
"Please stop!" Lyn begged. Pitch looked at her inquisitively for a moment.
"No." He whispered in her ear. The black sand formed a whip in his hand. He cracked it, ripping its spiked end across her stomach. Lyn screamed as the whip slashed at her flesh. Pitch laughed and moved in grabbing her face, making her look at him. His eyes looked over her body before licking his lips.
"I'm going to enjoy this," He grinned pushing his length into her. Lyn's eyes grew wide in pain as a tear rolled down her cheek. A scream escaped her lips as she begged for Pitch to stop the abuse. He laughed and pushed all the way in causing Lyn cried out. She tried to pull away tried to move, tried to get away from the pain. He started to thrust into her groaning with twisted pleasure.
"That's right, scream for me." Pitch moaned in her ear. His lips moved to her neck. He kissed it then sank his crooked teeth in to her flesh. Lyn's scream turned into a gurgle as Pitch hit her main artery. He thrust one last time with a loud grunt into her neck as his cum filled her. Lyn's eyes rolled back into her head as she fell between states of conscious. Pitch pulled away letting Lyn fall to the ground, blood flowing from the puncture wounds on her neck.
Jack fell from the sky, landing not far from Lyn's body.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Pitch asked with a grin.
"What… what did you do?!" Jack yelled, his whole body shaking. Pitch licked his lips and put himself away.
"She had such a deep fear, I couldn't help myself. It was so… refreshing." Pitch sneered.
Jack face contorted in anger as he cast a bolt of ice at Pitch who knocked to the side with ease.
"Little Jack Frost, you can't stop me. Not now. Not ever," Pitch said swooping in on Jack and pinning him to a wall by his neck. "Maybe I should feed on your fear too,"
Jack struggled against Pitch's grip. His strength has increased since their last encounter. Jack screamed in terror as he felt the man's teeth puncture his throat.
"Jack! Wake up mate!"
Welp my writers block went away for two chapters.
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Hope you enjoy.
(I enjoy review and favs. :D)
Oh I don't know if this is confusing but it is Jack's Nightmare, but that is Lyn's legit fear.
