WARNING- Slightly graphic scene ahead.


"So where are we?" A young winter spirit asked.

"Why, this is my home." Pitch said stepping into the vague light that sprayed obliquely around the atmosphere.

To say Jack was stunned was an understatement. He thought his lake was bad, but this, this was much worse. Barley any light was felt through the water-like ceiling and shadows seemed to disperse them everywhere. The air was thick, drowning in heat, and Jack felt dense. His body was displacing itself as his soul began to latch out and reach for the water above. His eyes hazed over, but he kept his stance up. Seeing Pitch had already made his way to the center of the room; Jack followed. The slanted structure of the walkways made him stutter and lose his feet for a moment, but he recovered with the help from the wind. How wind even made its way down here baffled Jack, but he made no intention to pry into it; he had more important matters to attend to.

Jack followed Pitch and they ended up at a smaller version of North's globe spinning at a slow turn. Jack curiously looked at the man.

"This looks like North's?"

Pitch nodded in return and looked over to Jack.

"Indeed it does, I made it in some hopes to track my believers, but something must have gone wrong. All it seems to show is the belief the children hold for the Guardians; I can't get rid of it." Pitch beautifully lied to the innocent Jack. He had to hide his true intentions if this was going to work.

"Believe me I've tried, the damn thing just doesn't want to break for some reason."

Jack faulted for a moment and looked towards the massive golden object. He didn't say anything after that, and after a few moments, fatigue swept his way into his eyes, but he kept it hidden. Paying it no heed; Jack began to look around the so called home. It for sure a most interesting place to keep a home; which was where exactly?

"Hey Pitch?"

"Yes?"

"Where are we exactly?"

"My home, I told you that already."

"No I mean like, where?"

"Ah, well this place is located right underneath the waters of Venice."

"Italy?"

"Of course."

"Wow." Jack replied with astonishment.

The two spent the next hour touring Pitch's home. Pitch showed him where the rooms where, the kitchen, and everything Jack would need. By the time they arrived back into the center room, Pitch babbling on about something Jack could care less about; Jack began to feel the haze grow stronger. His eyes stooped low, and glazed over as a pink rose tinted his cheeks. A sweat drop fell from his frosted forehead, and Jack began to sway. The wind kept him up best they could, but Pitch wasn't a fool. He knew something was wrong with Jack; it was all a part of the plan. How Jack had managed to go on this long was surely a great feat. He planned for Jack to pass out just a few minutes after being in the dense air within his lair, but surprisingly he didn't. The young boy trudged on, and it seemed even now he was struggling to stay awake. This wasn't a game he was going to win.

Pitch walked next to Jack, unbeknownst to the boy; nightmare sand coated the palms of Pitch's hands. Lightly clasping the hand on the bare of Jack's neck; the midnight sand absorbed into the albino's peached white skin. Jack had no idea why he suddenly felt even more tired, but this time, he couldn't fight it, it was just simply too strong. Giving in, his eyes slowly shut, and he fell into the black draped chest of Pitch; his words ringing in the air.

"It's okay Jack, just go to sleep."

Before drifting off, one logical thought was born.

How did Pitch know my name?


The Guardians were dispersed all throughout the globe room of North's home. Mother Nature was furious, Vanessa was crying; Aurora doing her best to console her, and Luke stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold. Somehow, this wasn't a shock to him. He had a slight hint of doubt something like this was going to happen. Things were going too perfect after what happened. Luke may be a Season Spirit, but he wasn't stupid. He knew something was going to set Jack off, and he'd be gone within the hour it happened. Luke sighed; he knew he had to find Jack. At least this time he knew something was up, and could begin the search before Jack did something drastic again.

A window which was cracked slightly open, snow lightly falling in, drew frosted air into the workshop. A tiny fairy-like creature danced in, their rapid actions identical to Tooth's. Sensing a different fluttering of her own; Tooth looked over to where the different vibrations where conducting from. Flying over to the scattering bird; Tooth leaned down to examine it.

"You're not one of my Fairies…a hummingbird? But what would a hummingbird be doing in the North Pole?" Tooth didn't realize she was only talking to herself, something every spirit developed after living for centuries, and was caught off guard by the sudden fluttering in her face. The bird had flown up to her eye level; it's black and red feathers slashing in different directions. Seeing its target, the bird darted off, a very confused Tooth in its wake. It darted through the crowd of barking spirits, and stopped in front of Luke.

"Ah, I was wondering when you would get here. Find anything?" The boy asked.

The bird chirped a few things, and Luke nodded softly.

"I see, well, get back to your group. You need to continue searching, thanks for the update." Chirping happily, and creating a makeshift, bird-like salute, the tiny bird was off again; everyone looking at Luke as their conversions died off due to the intrusion.

"What?" Luke asked as he looked back to the weird looks he was receiving.

"Why were you just talking to a hummingbird?" Tooth asked.

"You mean you don't know?" Aurora spoke up.

It was then Tooth realized only the Guardians were surprised by the intruder. Mother Nature and her children paid no heed to it as this was the norm for them. Shaking her head no; she and the rest of the group all looked towards Luke as he spoke.

"We aren't just Season Spirits you know." Luke said whilst he walked over near Tooth.

"What do you mean?" Tooth asked.

"I'm not just the spirit of spring; I'm also the spirit of Music. Aurora is also the spirit of knowledge, and Vanessa is also the spirit of excitement."

Tooth was stunned, as were the rest of the Guardians.

"You mean you didn't know?" Luke asked.

"No…we just thought you guys were weather spirits." North said in an ashamed tone.

A thought sparked in Tooth.

"What's Jack's?"

"We don't know…" Mother Nature said; finally speaking up. "We've only known him for 200 years. It usually takes a while to figure out the other thing inside of you."

"I thought you said frostbite was over 300 years old?" Bunny asked.

"He is, but we didn't know he was born for the first 100. Manny didn't bother telling us." Seraphina said; grimacing up to the skylight. "Aurora may be younger than Jack, but she figured hers out quicker than any one of them."

"So wait-"Tooth said.

"What does it mean to be the spirit of Music, Knowledge, and Excitement?"

"Have you ever heard a bird sing Toothiana?" Luke asked.

"Of course, all the time. My Fairies love traveling to and from home listening to them."

"How do you think they learn those songs?"

Tooth pondered for a moment. She never gave it any thought; she just assumed they knew it from birth.

"I don't really know…" She said looking to the boy.

"I teach it to them. They're my followers, just like your fairies are to you. I teach them the melodies they sing, and they put it into the world while also using it to communicate between one another. Humans branch off of it, and create their own sense of melodic harmony." Luke stated proudly. He loved putting music into the world, and was proud of it none the less.

"Wow! What about you Aurora?" Tooth asked.

The shy girl looked to her siblings; fright ridden on her face. Taking up courage; she finally spoke.

"Well, I'm the spirit of Knowledge. Much like you Tooth; I can keep track of others memories. When someone learns something knew, or learns something through an obstacle; it's my doing."

"That's so cool!" The overgrown Fairy cheered.

"What about you Vanessa?" Tooth asked.

Her blonde hair bouncing; she strode over to her sister, jumping on her back.

"I give people the excitement and courage to do something or try something new. Ever hear of a summer haze? People get lost in the excitement and fun of the summer because I help them create those moments. When people are lost or afraid to do something, I help them. I cheer them up, and give them a little push." She exclaimed whilst shoving her sister a bit after jumping down.

"Hey!" The youngest sibling yelped. Vanessa just laughed and hugged her sister. Tooth's heart warmed at the beautiful family playing out in front of her, but a nagging sorrow tore at her heart. She knew Jack deserved to be a part of this. Even if she barely knew him, something about him she just knew craved this attention. Maybe it was do the fact that she was the Guardian of Memories. Then it hit her.

"Jack's memories!" Tooth yelled; startling everyone in the room.

"Tooth!" Bunnymund screamed. "Calm down!"

"Sorry." She apologized, stroking her arms; a very nervous habit she's developed over the years.

"What do you mean Jack's memories?" Mother Nature asked whilst she walked over to the fluttering fairy.

"Jack's Teeth! I hold everyone's memories ever born. Jack was someone before he became a spirit right?" She asked.

Aurora nodded. "We all were."

"Maybe I can get to him through those!"

"But Tooth-"North said speaking up. "I thought only the owner of the Teeth could look into the memories."

"Yes that is true, but maybe I can call Jack with his memories. Memories are a part of your soul North; they don't like to part." "Maybe Jack has forgotten something about the love you guys give to him." Tooth said. "Maybe I can help him remember that."

"You think that will work?" Mother Nature said.

"We can only hope." Tooth responded.

Bunnymund stood up, towering proud of the group; a proud smile covering his face.

"Trust me mates, when it comes to hope; anything is possible."


The Guardians arrived at the Tooth palace an hour later. They would have been there sooner if not for the bickering arguments over which route they should take. North obviously said they should take the sleigh, and bunny retorted back with a snort; exclaiming his tunnels were far safer than the deathtrap that was North's sleigh. After the endless arguments and protests from the Pooka; they ended up traveling by North's sleigh. The others were fine by traveling with North, due to their natural flying ability; they were not afraid of heights. Bunny on the other hand, kept a death grip on the wooden bark next to his seat.

Through the iced over tunnels; they tumbled, twisted, and bore through the endless maze. Darting from the frosted catacombs; they shot into the sky, North whispering into his snow globe along the way. Throwing it into the endless abyss; the globe burst into a multitude of colors. Spewing swirls of mist; the portal melted into a vague image of the Tooth place, and off they went.

Upon arriving; Bunny's fear of heights was ripped away. Chaos rippled through the atmosphere as thousands of Midnight hued horses darted through the sky; mini fairies getting caught in their grasp. North pulled the ropes of the sleigh as they darted in and around the nightmares; the rest of the spirits getting thrown around in the back. Seeing a nightmare close enough to the sleigh, and a fairy about to get kidnapped; Luke leapt into action. Darting up and grabbing the frightened fairy; the wind let go of Jack, and he fell back down into the sleigh; the nightmare horse barley missing him.

"You okay little guy?" Luke asked. The tiny fairy chirped softly as it curled into the warmth of Luke's hand. Putting the little one onto his shoulder; Luke looked over to the Guardians.

"They're stealing the teeth!" Bunnymund yelled after seeing the discarded teeth capsules now resting in the sleigh. Sandy was mostly interested in the black sand which was now coating the sleigh. Brushing it between his fingers; his expression burned into confusion. The others looked to him as he let the sand fall to the floor; coating it even more.

Black sand? Sandy thought.

No coherent thought was to be made because none of this made sense to any of them, especially Sandy. None of them had ever seen black sand before; nightmares yes, but that was back during the dark ages. This new, nightmare sand, was a cataclysmic surprise to all of them. Landing the sleigh on one of the platforms which made up the Tooth Place; the group all darted out from the sleigh.

"Tooth! Are you alright!?" North yelled.

During their entrance to Tooth's realm; Tooth had flown from the sleigh, barley missing the river of Nightmares which flew inches behind her. The others had tried to fly after her, but with the flowing river of nightmares keeping them at bay; they had no choice but to continue with North's path of direction.

"Tooth!" He yelled again, this time in unison with the others.

A blur of colors landing in front of them called them around the huddled mess of feathers. Tooth's wings were drawn down in a remorseful matter, and her violet eyes glazed over in sadness.

"Tooth…" Mother Nature said.

"T-they…they took my fairies. And the teeth! All of them…everything is gone…everything…"

As a saddened Tooth fell to the ground, her sadness overrunning her strength; the Fairy which Luke saved darted over to her queen. Seeing her child; Tooth's tears ended, and her strength was brought back slightly.

"Oh thank goodness…one of you is alright..." Tooth said whilst the bittersweet memories of her fairies entered her mind.

A sickening echo of a laugh broke them from their daze as they all huddled in closer to tooth; their eyes darting into slits as they pierced their surroundings. Above them on a higher up platform, a man formed from the shadows the sun was casting off.

"Pitch…" North whispered breathlessly.

"PITCH!" Tooth screamed her voice and body now energetic and full with ruthless anger. "YOU HAVE 30 SECONDS TO RETURN MY FAIRIES!"

"Or what?" He asked while he easily dodged her attacks by melting into the shadows; his nightmares keeping her at bay. "You'll stick a quarter under my pillow?" His chuckle ripping through the air.

"Why are you doing this!?" North yelled.

"Maybe I want what you have." Pitch said; anger spitting out from his now daggered eyes. "To be believed in."

"Maybe I'm tired of hiding under beds."

"Maybe that's where you belong!" Bunny spitted back.

Morphing under Bunny's shadow; Pitch sighed in angered annoyance. "Go suck an egg rabbit."

"Hang on…is that-Haha, it is!" Pitch laughed again.

"Mother Nature and her adorable little children; when did you all become so chummy?"

"That's none of your concern Pitch!" Seraphina called back.

"Oh I think it is; what's this? Missing someone?" Pitch said in sarcastic curiosity.

"What do you-"

"PITCH! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Luke yelled now fueled with rage. Pitch just chuckled as a response, now morphing into the shadows between each platform.

"I simply just took an advantage that's all."

"If you hurt him Pitch I swear-"

"Oh I haven't hurt him at all. Would you like to see?" With a wave of a hand; Jack emerged from a shadow next to Pitch. Everything seemed to be fine except for the nightmare sand swirling around Jack's motionless body. His eyes were shut as he seemed to be sleeping but the force in which the sand was sprouting around him you would think otherwise.

"Jack!" They all screamed.

The nightmare sand swirled around him, absorbing into the frosted skin of the albino; there was no resistance in the barrier between skin and sand.

"What did you do to him?!" Bunny yelled.

"Why I'm simply just bringing Jack to his full potential; something you all never seemed to do."

Sour features played across Mother Nature's and the siblings faces. They knew exactly what Pitch was talking about. Sure, they may have never been there for Jack as much as they liked, but who was Pitch to call that out? He had no right to speak about Jack, let alone the situation he carried with his family.

Black sand spewed out from the pungent vomit swirling around Jack's lifeless form. It trailed a fine line into Pitch's hand, and spun into a simple sphere.

"Look familiar sandman?" Pitch asked with a chuckle. "Took me awhile to perfect this little trick. Turning dreams into nightmares…" Pitch softly spoke with a sickening smirk rolling across his face. "Now if you excuse me, I think me and Jacky here need to take our lea-"

Just as Pitch's words began to flee from his mouth; a blazing orange hue emanated from Luke. His anger boiling, his eyes sliced into piercing knives, and his soft peach tinted hands were curled into a fist. His soft, animal like growls rivaled a saber tooth tigers, and his hands turned a sickening shade of white as his gripped tightened. Letting out a sharp roar, he plunged at Pitch.

Sensing this, Jack was thrown back into the shadows, a nightmare stood and charged at Luke; protecting Pitch. A vine, sharp as nails, appeared out of nowhere, seemingly being created from thin air, and drove straight through the heart of the nightmare. As it dissipated, the vine never faulted on its path and continued on to Pitch, Luke flying inches behind. The ironic fear Pitch so loved to feed upon danced across his face, and he quickly dove off the side of the platform; landing on one of his loyal steeds.

Luke's growls rose in decibels and he charged even faster towards Pitch. The earth shook as Luke drove on, and lightning spewed across the sky. Fire danced in the direct path of Pitch as lightning barely missed his shoulder blade and crafted into a sizzling hot blaze; the two heading directly into its path. Thinking on his feet, Pitch darted into a different direction; Luke hot on his trail. Darting faster than a speeding bullet; Luke charged at the horse.

Catching up enough, he reached out a hand fueled with rage. Grabbing the horse's leg, Luke pulled the limb from the owner's body, its corpse falling into dust below. The horse let out a cry, and Luke grabbed the other one, this time, he didn't bother making the nightmare suffer; he wanted this over, he wanted Jack home. Grabbing the other leg, Luke spun around, and slammed the Horse into the boulder a few feet away. Pitch slammed against the rock and a blood curling crack was heard; Pitch let out a howl as he tumbled to the ground. His face tore into the sides of the grey rock and he fumbled down into the soft grass below. Crimson blood fell from his face, and his back screamed out in agony, but Luke wasn't done with him, not by a long shot.

Using the wind; Luke softly landed just a few feet in front of Pitch. Chocolate hued vines coated with the green of the earth dug themselves from the ground and tackled Pitch. They wrapped themselves around his arms, legs, his chest, and eventually his throat. Commanding the vines, Luke made them raise Pitch up and slam him against the ground, the wall, and anything around them. Pitch's blood spurted out, coating the once beautiful scenery. The translucent pool of water that lay next to one of Tooth's murals was now corrupted into a swirl of pinks and reds. Raising his right hand, Luke balled it into a fist. Slowly, the vines caught around Pitch's chest tightened, and tightened, and tightened. The air escaped his lungs, and his back cracked even more. His ribs were obviously broken by this point, and Pitch struggled to find air. It was amusing to Luke to see the king of fear drowning in his own element, begging for release, and wanting life. To see someone who strode around, acting as if they were god himself; to see him beg for mercy, all of it truly brought pleasure to Luke's bloodlust.

During Luke's crimson rage, he forgot one piece of crucial importance; Pitch controlled the shadows. The way the light was hitting the environment around them made the shadows easily wrap around their owner. Despite all the air finally leaving his lungs, a cool drop of crimson blood, and a smirk; Pitch looked to Luke. A moment he was there, and the next, he was gone; melted into the shadows. The vines which a moment ago held the nightmare king stood there, an empty space between them. Luke's anger rose even more and he threw his fist to the side, the vines untwining themselves and slamming into the boulder beside him.

His rage grew, and grew, and he kept tossing his fists around, chunks of the rock falling off in the process. He threw lightning around, and a crimson blaze started around him, the smoke becoming one with the air. His screams filled the pink tinted atmosphere, and fled with his rage. He barley even registered the different screams bellowing behind him, until a soft and gentle hand took a hold of his. Coming out of his daze; Luke looked to his right see Aurora lightly grasping his hand; fear deep within her wine drunk eyes.

Slowly the world faded back into conciseness, and Luke finally took in his surroundings. The Tooth palace was simply destroyed. Chunks of platforms were missing, boulders were cracked and falling apart and smoke still rose into the air as their fire home's still burned brightly. Luke quickly drew his hand up and cupped it off as if he was tying a bow. The smoke which was left rose, but their fire mother's ceased to exist and the blazing inferno which he crafted dissipated.

Aurora burrowed herself into her brother's neck, softly whispering loving patterns. Looking behind him, Luke saw the others, and the frightened look's which covered their faces. Tears almost broke from his eyes, but he willed them away. He caused this. This destruction, this sadness, this fear; it was his entire fault. Softly brushing Aurora off with a hug of his hand; Luke stood with her. Walking to the edge of the pool; Luke let his bare feet get lightly brushed by the rose colored water.

"Luke?" Aurora softly spoke as she gently eased herself towards him.

All of them looked on as Luke stared down to his feet. His voice rose, chestnut hair fell with the wind, and he didn't look back once. He strained to speak, but failing to do so, and he felt more tears rise up within him, except this time, he didn't fight back.

"I'm sorry…" He said before jumping and flying off; his destination unknown to him, or the others.

Oh, my god. Unofficially, the .I' .WRITTEN!

I hoped you like the action I finally added! About time right?

Again more movie quotes, if you can pick them out, you're amazing and get 99999999999999x internet candies. I'd say cookies, but internet cookies are an actual thing so...yeah... awkward.

ANY WAY- School's literally been the DEATH of me this week. For some reason everyone thinks it's okay to be an asshole to me. Even my best friend. He's just been a complete jerk to me this week. Him and just about everyone else. My teachers especially. I've been sleeping in too much which causes me to be late to school so I get into even more trouble. My homework is doubled, and we have benchmarks...which if you don't know what those are they're basically exams. The school board makes us do them to see where we're at in the class. Pointless right? I mean it's good for them, but bad for us. Oh well. What can you do? I'm almost 17, and almost a senior, so I'M ALMOST DONE WITH HIGH SCHOOL!

I'm freaking out about that. x_x I mean, it seriously feels like I was just in 6th grade. So much time has flown by and I just sit back and go wow...I've been through so much...look where I am now. Almost graduated, amazing and beautiful girlfriend, amazing-er..great-er...okay-er...lets leave my grades out of this shall we? Sure I may have gone through a lot of hard times, dealing with depression, having your father die at 13, having a family treat you like shit sometimes having 2 surgeries and becoming behind in school, having friends back-stab you, falling in love with someone only to have them rip your heart out...yeah It can leave a few people broken. But hey, here I am, and I'm still going on strong. Obviously I'm still here for a reason, and what that reason is, I don't know. I just continue on with my life, loving god, and becoming happier each and every day. (:

As always, R.W.R.