It's a bit off my deadline, but I decided to at the very last minute add in the last part of Jack's POV. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews. The number doubled! As I was reading them I had the most stupidest smile on my face and I'm pretty sure I turned bright red (no joke and I kept giggling with joy really embarressing) As promised here is the next chapter so enjoy. :)

JACK

The sun had risen. Jack now lay on the cobbled stone floor of the North's workshop. He was surrounded in a pool of rich red blood. All night he had pushed himself to keep going. He managed to collect all the teeth and spread the dream sand. Pitch hadn't won that night. Jack was exhausted beyond belief. Before he had come here he had flown to the Tooth Palace to deposit the teeth into Tooth's secure vault. Jack wasn't too sure what she did with the teeth afterwards, so he just left them there. The trip back to the North Pole was, he wasn't going to lie painful. Every strong gust of wind stung the various whip lashes criss-crossing his back. The Wind tried to be gentle, but even so it was impossible for no pain to be aroused. Landing in the silent, massive fortress had sent an uneasy feeling crawling up Jack's spine. The quiet of the place still unnerved him. As his feet touched onto the cool stone floor, Jack had collapsed. Agony and exhaustion wracked his body, wringing out the last of his remaining strength brought the hurt winter spirit to his knees. So here he was, slipping in and out of the darkness. Finally he had to give in.

Jack was on his lake. The trees bent towards him as the wind whistled through them. The moon was concealed behind a patch of grey clouds. It would be out soon. Jack wasn't sure how he knew this, but didn't question it. He wanted to move, but something was holding him back. The wind was whispering to him. It was saying her name, his sister's name; Pipa. Then Jack saw her. She was standing on the bank of the lake. Her eyes were glazed over, like she was lost in a day dream. He tried to call out to her, but he had no voice. A figure, lean and cloaked in black emerged from the shadows, behind Jack's little sister. Pitch! Jack screamed at Pipa to run, move, to do anything than just stand there. Pitch placed his slender hands on the girl's shoulders. It was as if that single touch had awakened her from a coma. Pipa burst to life. She struggled in Pitch's grasp, but it was useless.

"Jack! Jack, help me! Please, Jack I'm scared. Help me!"

All he could move was his eyes. Not a single finger twitched.

"Don't just stand there! Come on Jack, please, please!" Pipa wailed.

Still nothing. Tears spilled out of his eyes. Rage boiled inside of him along with a sickening fear. Pitch was so close to her now. Nightmare sand began to crawl up her legs.

"Jack, I trusted you! Help me. Don't you love me? Please Jack!"

The sand had now reached Pipa's waist. Pitch's laugh deafened Jack's ears. When the Boogeyman stopped cackling Jack suddenly fell forward. He could move! He started to race towards his crying sister. Something latched onto his ankle and the next thing Jack knew he was being dragged back to the same spot. He swivelled around to stare into the emotionless eyes of Sandy. He was tugging on one of his whips, bringing Jack towards him slowly. Jack tried to break free, kicking and struggling as much as he could, but the hold on his ankle was too strong. More figures had emerged from the shadows. They stood behind Pitch. It was the rest of the Guardians. Jack desperately screamed at them to help him, but they simply shook their head.

"Why would we help you Jack?" North said in a monotone.

"We have no other use for you. We don't need you anymore," Bunny said.

"We don't want you Jack," Tooth sneered.

They turned their backs to him. Jack was so close to Sandy now and Pitch was far too close to Pipa. The sand had consumed all of her body, only her head remained. Suddenly the ice broken from under him. Jack fell into the icy waters. Flailing about, he attempting to climb back out to help his sister. Only he found that he couldn't. Sandy kept shoving Jack under. Then there was silence. Pipa had stopped screaming. There was a dull thud as something hit the ground. Jack wanted to cry out in a fit of rage and despair, but he still had no voice. Violently Sandy shoved Jack's head under the water. The ice was replaced and Jack was sealed under it, with no way of coming up for air! He struggled and banged on the ice. Pitch had his hand on Sandy's shoulder and the other Guardians glared down at him. They stood there and watch Jack drown.

Jack's eyes flew open. The first thing he realised was that his heart was attempting to break free from his chest. Sweat cascaded down his face and back. It had been a nightmare, only that. Three guesses from whom it came from. Pitch was playing with his mind. First the monster had kidnapped his friends, turned one of them against him and now he was plaguing his sleep. Jack gingerly sat up. The effort sent surges of pain through him, but he couldn't stay lying on the floor. He couldn't fall back asleep.

He dug around in his pocket and pulled out the bandages which he had stolen from North's infirmary. His hoodie that had been torn to shreds was extremely difficult to remove. Now and then Jack would whimper in pain. Slowly the piece of clothing slid off his torn body. He tossed the useless material in the corner and applied the bandages. He would have to find something else to wear, but that could be done later. After tying off the last bit, Jack slowly got to his feet. He couldn't stay here.

Thankfully it wasn't far from here, so he set off at the pace of a sloth. He concentrated and the movement of his feet and soon the pain started to subside. Left foot, gasp, right foot, whimper, left foot, breathe, right foot, breathe, left foot, breathe, right foot, breathe. He realised after he turned down the corridor that held the giant globe of gleaming lights that he was saying all this out loud. Jack's voice echoed off the smooth towering walls. A feeling that he had buried a while ago began to resurface. He had never wanted it come back. It was a monster locked in a cage deep with in him. Unfortunately it's broken free of its restraints and has invaded his mind. It was the ominous feeling of loneliness. No one was here but him. Sure Jack had survived for three hundred years by himself, but now he had, well at least hoped, that he had something similar to a family and friends. They had been taken from him, along with all the comfort they possessed and willing gave to him when they were all together.

Submerging the ominous feeling Jack opened a portal and sent through a number of ice toys for Mother Nature to transform into wood along with the empty dream sand bag. Jack knew he couldn't make the trip himself. The two older spirits would either ignore the fact that he had been nearly whipped to death or demand to take over because he obviously wasn't doing it properly. Minutes later the items returned. Jack didn't mean to cringe when he saw the bag of dream sand.

Sandy's eyes had followed him last night. Every corner he turned down he expected the ash coated small man to be there, ready to rip the skin off his aching body. Why was he scared of Sandy? That wasn't him last night that was Pitch controlling him. A nagging feeling of betrayal lingered in the back of his lonely mind. They had left him. He was alone again. He felt it even more so than the last three hundred years. It seemed as if the was on one in the entire world but him. Having to take care of the others jobs to ensure they weren't destroyed was fine by him, but having to defend himself against those people was an entirely different matter. Was he scared of Sandy now? Maybe a little… No wait, he had to stop thinking like this. It's what Pitch wants, but still…

Jack sucked in a deep painful breath and stood straighter. The skin pulled at the gashes on his back and yelping, Jack was forced to hunch over. He couldn't be alone, not again.

"Wind, take me, well anywhere that Pitch might be,"

Jack launched himself out a near by window and soared into the cool brisk air. Ignoring the pain, he flew towards Burgess. It's the last place Jack could remember seeing him before the diabolical cloaked man was dragged down into the earth by his own creations.

PITCH

The last of the pure black sand had intoxicated North's mind. It had been so satisfying watching the big man squirm and attempt to resist. What had been even better was witness the moment when those futile and pathetic attempts failed. As usual Bunny was bellow at him, Tooth was screeching and Sandy, the only good thing about the little man remained silent. The Sandman was no doubt still in shock from witness what he had done to poor little Jack Frost. He had made them to watch it another three times, just to get his point across that they belonged to Pitch and that what they had done to the boy was going to their own fault. The cries and the whimpers were all so wonderful, but it was time for the second round to begin and Pitch was always on time.

JACK

The stark white landscape sped past him in a blur. Glancing back he could see the welcoming building of North's workshop. Jack's sigh was caught by the torrent of wind and swept away. Not that anyone would have heard him anyway…The tears had come again. Frozen, gleaming crystallised ice sticking to his skin. He wiped them away, refusing to seem so weak. If he was going to confront Pitch, the very essence of fear then he couldn't be scared and laying all of his emotions on a silver plater. Jack couldn't help but smirk as he pictured Bunny's face. He knew exactly what he would say to Jack in this situation.

"Suck it and move on 'cos if you let it get to ya, then you're a gonna mate,"

As much as it had gotten on Jack's nerves he agreed with Bunny for once, not that he would ever give that egocentric kangaroo the pleasure of knowing that. Lost in his little thoughts of comfort Jack almost missed the smoke billowing out of the various chimneys at North's place. Doing a double take Jack's jaw went slack with bewilderment. Was someone there? He certainly didn't light a fire. Yes, someone, maybe even one of the Guardians was there at North's workshop! They had come back! They didn't abandon him. They weren't trying to kill and torture him to the point where pain was almost his only companion. Someone had returned for him. Not wasting another precious second Jack shot back the way he came. He burst through the open window that North always left like that for whenever Jack felt like popping in. He was in the North's lounge. The same room where this whole ordeal had began. Except this time a glowing fire swirled in the fireplace, the sound of cracking and burning wood splitting the silence. Jack cried out in pure joy. New tears threatened to fall and there was no way he was going to stop them. The fire wasn't the only difference, there his massive frame casting deep shadows on the floor, his snow covered coat resting heavily on his shoulders and the gleam of his two drawn swords catching the orange flicker of the fire was the big man himself. North.

"North, oh North it's you! Thank god. Wait where are the others? Sandy he…there's something wrong with him North….he…he attacked me. I know it was Pitch but…, Well at least you've come back, right? Hey North are you okay? Oh no, did Pitch hurt you? North, come on answer me! Please don't ignore me. North!"

The looming figure spun around on the spot. An involuntary cry of despair mixed in with fear and disappointment escaped from Jack's lips. The once perfectly peaceful fire suddenly became an evil, ravenous force that made the shadows deepen and crawl up the walls. Most of the man's face was drenched in these shadows. Only a pair of rich, hated yellow eyes could be seen and when he spoke the voice sounded like North's but was laced with malice.

"Don't worry Jack, you're not alone. I'm here now and we're going to test out a few of my latest creations,"

I know I know please don't shoot me (locks bedroom door and hides in the wardrobe) Next one is action. I just couldn't fit it all into this one chapter, it would have gone on a FOREVER! I have taken a lot of your reviews into account and most if not all of your ideas I will be hopefully be using. Thanks so much again for all the love! Please keep it up, it means so much to me! Love you ALL and thanks once again :)