Chapter Seven:

*Pitch's POV*

I splashed the water on my face once more. It was drawing the heat that laid under my skin. I wasn't usually warm, my soul was dark and frozen, and therefore, my body was always cold.

It was such a weird feeling, the heat. A feeling I wasn't used to. And I never knew if I'd get used to it.

I ran my fingers through my thick, black hair, looking into the mirror. My skin was pale, a deathly pale. I was a mutant, that much I knew. But, I wasn't the most civilized one. I craved fear and death. It was a hunger.

Now you may think that this hunger made me love my girfts, but one does not love breathing.

I lived in the woods, traveling from place to place. The shadows of the woods protected me. In the darkness I grew stronger. I barely came to walk among the humans, only to eat and clean myself.

I attended Charles Xavier's school once, a long while ago. I left after a while, only because he wished to control me and my gifts. He didn't know I was a God among peasants.

I took a long breath through my nose, walking out of the bathroom that the bar held. Few people were here, but it was enough to keep the business going. The humans had no clue about me.

The bartender asked me what I wanted to drink, since to use the bathroom you had to buy something.

"The strongest one you've got." I said, coolly.

Not that it would effect me.

He nodded, got me my drink and continued with his rounds. He was a built fellow, nothing I couldn't handle. I was built, I guess.

I pulled my trench coat closer to my body.

The day was cold and ending. When I was done, I got up and began to leave the bar.

"Hey! You need to pay for that!" The bartender yelled after me.

I rolled my eyes and continued outside.

Once outside, the cold air hit me, but barely effected me. I was used to it.

"Get over here!" I felt someone grab my shoulder. The bartender.

I growled, turning on my heel to face the man. "What?" I hissed violently.

"You need to pay me."

I rolled my eyes again.

"Fine have it your way." He grabbed my collar and pulled me forward.

I grabbed his wrist, and pushed him into the brick wall. "You don't touch me."

I felt my eyes go black, and the darkness boiled inside. I could feel the shadow grow.

"Freak!" The man tried to seem brave, but there was fear in his eyes.

I sighed, he shouldn't of said that. I was going to let him off easy, a few nightmares and bruises. But, that word set me off, and so, he needed to die.

~Flashback~

"You're such a freak! I hope the government kidnaps you and tortures you!" She yelled at me. Her childish face was angry and serious.

Her friends began to chant 'little freak' at me. It made me angry, and scared. What if the government did capture me? And preform tests and experiments on me?

Something inside me snapped, I could hear it. That's when everyone stopped and went dead silent. The crowd that once surrounded me had taken five steps back.

The shadow came from inside me and flowed over with such power it created a wave. The girl screamed as it over took her. Her screams were silenced, but the other kids screams echoed in my head.

That would be the last time anyone would call me a freak.

~End of flashback~

I smirked. I pulled a black cloud from the ground and up into the air. As I had instructed it, it surrounded him, engulfing his body in darkness. I heard him scream before I felt the light leave his eyes. Darkness was enough to kill.

The shadow evaporated and I continued my way to the woods. I saw someone glaring at me. I turned.

The man had dark hair, and dark eyes. I even noticed his claws. He was a mutant, no doubt. Most likely hunting me. I turned back into the shadows that loomed in the streets and disappeared into the night, unseen and unheard.


The forest was dark, but I could see. An advantage to being able to control shadow and darkness. Another advantage was I could make things from shadow and darkness. I could make objects thats mass was shadow. So basically I could do anything and the thing, whatever it was, would look like it would, only black.

I made these wolves that protected me while I slept and were my companions on my travels. I could make anything, my options were limitless.

One of my pets sored through the air, approaching me. I smiled at it. It wrapped itself around me, like a scarf. It was saying hello.

"Did you find it?" I asked.

It nodded before flying forward, leading me in the direction of what I wanted.

My feet grew tired, but we had made it. I wondered why I didn't just use my shadow teleportation. Enter through one shadow and exit out another. Quite a unique tool on my journeys.

The School For Gifted Youngsters filled my view. She was here and she was the one creating the slight warmth in my heart.

Together we were limitless. That much I knew.