I flew as quickly as I could to North's but tried to keep on the down-low. I saw Pitch, Jack and North on the ground outside the workshop and quickly flew behind a large piece of ice.

"It's over now Guardians… I got the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, the Sandman," Pitch's eyes narrowed and he smirked at Jack, "and the girl." I landed softly on the ground and felt something furry behind me. Both me and the creature jumped and spun round, weapons at the ready. When I saw Bunny's face I began to laugh quietly.

"Bunny, you scared the hell out of me, you moron!"

"Sorry!" He said, beginning to chuckle.

"How's the burrow?" I asked.

"Fine, it was all props and fake. We managed to make them just in time. The real things are fine." I breathed a sigh of relief then thought about Sandy.

"What happened to Sandy?"

"He's fine too. He just put on a very good performance. He's looking after Tooth still, we know where the fairies are, found 'em yesterday." Bunny filled me in on the details and I stood patiently. We could still hear Pitch making his 'winning speech.' I almost feel sorry for him for being so naïve.

"You ready to kick his butt?" Bunny said.

"Of course," I grinned and put my arms around Bunny's neck. "Thank you, you've been so nice and I'm sorry you aren't my type." Bunny hugged me back and pecked me gently on the cheek.

"S'alright sweetheart, I got my share of you in our little acting duet," he winked at me and kissed me on the forehead. I smiled and flew upwards, sending a warm breeze towards Jack to let him know I was there.

"So, Guardians. Farewell…" Pitch grinned and created a black sword from his mass of black sand swung it at North. North deflected it with his own two swords and began to duel with Pitch. I raised my hands in the air and began to sum up all the power I had within me to shoot Pitch down. Jack saw me and began to fly up to help me but Pitch caught him escaping.

"Not so fast, Frosty," he slashed his sword and Jack just about moved out of the way in time. He began running further towards the point where I was flying but Pitch was close on his tail. Pitch manically swung the sword around, aiming in no particular direction. His face was contorted with rage and menace and his eyes were burning a bright red. I heard Jack cry out in pain and I lost all kind of concentration as I saw purpley-blue blood seep through his hoodie by his left arm.

Jack, NO!

'It's fine, I'm fine…' There was his voice in my head again.

You're injured, let me help-

'NO, get Pitch, it has to be you, Lizzie, just do it.' I sighed then looked down at Jack who nodded to me. I don't know how we were talking telepathically but I found it comforting. Jack managed to freeze some of Pitch's black sand, stopping it from getting him. It was obvious he was weak but he ploughed on anyway, buying me more time. It was at this time when Bunny jumped out from behind the ice block and sent his boomerang straight for Pitch's head, missing it by a centimetre. Pitch spun round and began to advance on Bunny, leaving Jack to escape. Jack flew immediately up to me, knowing Pitch wouldn't take any notice of him now that Bunny was on the scene.

"Jack, you idiot, what are you doing?"

"Giving you motivation," he told me. "You need to concentrate if you're going to hit him with a lightning bolt. We didn't practise this so just be careful."

"It's fine," I reassured him, "I got this shizz."

"Okay, just let me help motivate you…"

"Fine…" I reluctantly agreed and Jack wrapped his good arm around my waist and put his hand from the injured arm gently on top of my outstretch arm. I felt him wince in pain and immediately felt guilty, I had to concentrate though, I had to get rid of Pitch…

"Think of the first time we watched that memory, what he did to you…" The orb in my hands grew brighter as I felt anger surge through me. "Think of how he saw you as an object, a play toy, a piece of shit," the orb brightened. "How he took your innocence from you, hurt you and violated you," brighter, "He hit you, bruised you, left his mark on you." The orb was now shining amazingly bright, causing the fight down below to come to a halt. I saw Pitch squinting upwards and his face fall. "Think about, how he took you, from me…" Pitch's face was now the look of terror as the whole plan clicked in his head. His face twisted with rage again and he jumped forward, bringing himself up on a load of black dust. He outstretched his hands sending a shot of black dust towards us at the same time I send my large bolt of electricity. They collided and I pushed it harder, trying to overpower him. "Think about," Jack paused, "…how he made the people you love, hurt." That was the tipping point. The bolt shot from my hands, demolished the black dust and hit Pitch directly in the chest.

His face fell and he clutched where the bolt struck, falling slowly backwards, his breathing jagged. There was a bright light and suddenly, Pitch was gone. Nothing remained but a small load of black dust which blew away with the wind. I smiled and held onto Jack who cried out in pain. I felt completely drained and weak and could no longer hold myself up. I felt myself falling out of Jack's grasp, I knew he wouldn't be able to help with his severed arm. I wanted to shout as I fell but I couldn't, my throat was dry and everything was going incredibly dark. I couldn't help but to shut my eyes and hope I was only going to go to sleep, and I wasn't going to die.