Chapter Ten

Jamie had woken up in a large bed. The sheets, blankets, and pillows were all black. His eyes tried to adjust to waking up so he could figure out where he was. His body ached all over and he had forgotten what was going on.

He laid there for a while, his ears ringing, as he tried to think. Little fragments of memories flew in his head. He remembered that they were looking for Tooth when Pitch arrived, but the rest of his memory afterwards was blank.

Jamie slowly sat up, his body aching in several places, and when he was sitting up, the sight in front of him gave him a shock. Sitting in a large bird cage in front of him was none other than Tooth. Her eyes were shut and she was leaning against the bars of the cage. Her wings didn't flap and she looked as tired as ever.

"She fought hard, but it wasn't much of a use," a voice behind him whispered.

Jamie turned around and saw Pitch emerging from the shadows. His eyes widened and he was about to jump up, but his body hurt too much.

"Don't make too much noise, you'll wake her..."

Jamie's eyes narrowed at the boogeyman and he wanted nothing more to just punch him as hard as he could in the face. Pitch slinked in closer to Jamie and sat on the bed. His cold hands touching Jamie face, making him shiver.

"I'm so glad you can see me again," Pitch said with a sinister tone.

Jamie had remembered that when they last defeated Pitch, his fears weren't really there and he could no longer see Pitch. Yet, as he grew older, he gained a lot more fears.

"Don't touch me," Jamie told him sternly, shaking his hands off.

"Watch your tone with me. You do want Tooth to return home safely, don't you?"

Jamie gasped and he looked over at Tooth. Was Jamie possibly being used? Would he have to do whatever to get Pitch to let Tooth go home?

"What do you mean?" Jamie asked quietly.

"I have a few tasks for you to do. If you do them, your tooth fairy will return him safely..."

"What kind of tasks?"

"Oh nothing too difficult... You'll find out in time... Don't try to escape either. I am always watching."

With that being said, Pitch disappeared into the darkness once again and Jamie was left to sit there and stare at the sleeping fairy.

Where was everyone else? Were they going to come look for him? What was going on right now? Jamie's eyes darted around and it looked like he was in a windowless bedroom of some sort. The only source of light was the tiny lamp on the bedside table.

Jamie had no idea where he was and all he wanted to do was get Tooth and go back to the others. Although, that'd be a bit difficult seeing as how he couldn't even move because of the pain he was feeling.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a quiet sound of weak flapping wings.

"Jamie...?" Tooth whispered.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't know."

Tooth sighed. "I'm so sorry I got you involved."

"It's okay. Are you alright?"

"I think so."

There was a silent pause between them as the both of them tried to collect their thoughts.

"Did you see Pitch?" Tooth asked.

"Yeah," Jamie replied.

"What'd he say?"

"He said if I do whatever he says, he'll send you back safely..."

Tooth's eyes widened and she got her face as close as possible to the bars of the cage.

"Listen to me, Jamie... Whatever you do, do not trust him. I don't care what he does to me. It is not worth it for you to do dangerous tasks."

"What else am I suppose to do?" Jamie asked, his chest getting an aching feeling.

Before Tooth could answer, the door to the bedroom opened and Pitch reappeared.

"Oh I'm so glad you two could get a chance to chat," Pitch said, snickering a little. "Jamie, there is an outfit waiting for you in the closet, you have ten minutes to get ready before I come back and get you. Fairy, your dinner will be brought down here like normal," Pitch explained and then left, shutting the door behind him.

"He wants to eat dinner with me?" Jamie asked softly.

"You should eat. You look a bit pale," Tooth said softly. "Get ready, I promise I won't look."

Jamie nodded and stood up slowly, wincing in the process.

Why am I so sore?

He trudged along to the closet and found black pants and a black dress shirt. He took them off their hangers and took his time changing into them. He rolled up the sleeves to his elbows and they hugged at his body, exposing the muscles he actually had. The pants clung to his butt and he wasn't sure how he should feel about this.

"You can look now," he told Tooth, seeing her slowly turn around.

"He sure has a thing for the color black huh?" Tooth asked.

"I guess so."

Before they could talk anymore, Pitch returned and motioned for Jamie to follow. Jamie gave Tooth a pleading look and walked over to Pitch. The man of nightmares left Tooth a plate of food in her cage and then the two men were on their way to go eat dinner.

Pitch lead Jamie up a narrow staircase and into what looked like a cozy dining room. There was a table in the middle of the room with a red tablecloth overlapping it. There were two plates on the table that had steak, mashed potatoes, and green beans. Next to the plate was a glass that was filled with some kind of liquid.

The food looked delicious to Jamie since he hadn't had a meal like this in such a long time. Pitch pulled out a chair and smirked.

"Please have a seat."

Jamie sat down and Pitch pushed it back in a little. Pitch took his seat and Jamie wasn't sure if he should start eating or if he was waiting for something to happen.

"Do eat up, you have a big task ahead of you after this," Pitch said, nodding his head.

Jamie gulped at this. He remembered that Tooth said not to trust him but he just had no idea what he should do. Jamie picked up the steak knife and fork, beginning to eat. It was actually really good as the food melted in his mouth.

"Is it good?" Pitch asked.

Jamie nodded quickly, continuing to eat quietly. It was a quiet dinner, besides Pitch saying something or snickering every now and then. Once Jamie finished, he wiped his mouth with the napkin and then looked up at Pitch. Pitch didn't eat anything but Jamie didn't really expect that he'd have to eat.

Jamie's stomach was full and he felt as refreshed as ever. Pitch stood slowly from his chair and he motioned for Jamie to follow. Jamie got up and followed Pitch through a hallway, and out some doors to a balcony.

"Lovely view isn't it?"

Jamie remained quiet. He feared what Pitch was going to make him do and he wanted nothing more than to leave. Jamie observed the outside surroundings and he still couldn't figure out where he was even at. No wonder the Guardians couldn't find Tooth.

"What do you want me to do?" Jamie asked, looking over at Pitch.

"Oh? You want to know so soon?"

"Just tell me."

Pitch snickered and he held out his hand, Jack's staff appearing in it.

"I don't need this anymore. Help me break it in half."