last chapter! there may be a short epilogue afterward, but i'm not sure yet.
Jack's mind was feeling sluggish; there were too many things to focus on.
When Tooth was swept up into the air, a million other things happened at once. Other nightmares swept down, attempting to carry off the other two Guardians, but Bunnymund was too heavy, and he grabbed Jack to prevent him from being carried away as well.
"Tooth!" someone yelled, but it wasn't Jack or Bunnymund, in fact, it sounded like North. Jack, still being held onto by Bunnymund, looked around anxiously for where Tooth was, and where North could be. Then he spotted them. In the opposite side of the cavern, North and Sandy stood back to back, swords and dreamsand whips drawn, fending off nightmares and other dark creatures. Tooth was somewhere up near the stalactites, fighting a battle of her own.
Jack and Bunnymund were soon surrounded by nightmares of their own. Dark dreamsand flew around in chaotic swirls, obstructing their vision and drawing light out of the room. They tried their best to fend off the nightmares, but Jack was still hurt and without his staff.
"Jack, Jack mate, look behind the globe," Bunnymund called back while slashing another nightmare to dust with his boomerangs.
"What? Where?"
"By the globe! Is that your staff?"
Sure enough, lying on the pedestal that held up the globe were two pieces of broken, curved wood. Jack had to get to it; if he had his powers he would be more effective in defeating the nightmares. But how could he make it over there? Nightmares filled the cavern, and were sure to overcome him and Bunnymund if they separated forces.
"Frostbite, go, I got this."
"You're sure?"
"Go!"
Jack backed up to the wall to use it support, his leg useless. As he limped against the wall, nightmares swooped down near him, but didn't attack or lift him up into the darkness above. Ultimately, he made it to the globe without a scratch, the nightmares ignored his approach. He reached over to pick up the remains of his staff, and something spoke.
It won't be that easy, Jack.
The sudden appearance of the voice rocked him, he spun around to look for the source, but nothing was there. He turned back, grabbing his staff before Pitch could play anymore tricks.
Who would you like to see disappear first?
He ignored the voice; he had other tasks at hand. Jack lifted the pieces of the staff, fitting them together, focusing hard on healing the rift…
What about Tooth, hmm? Ladies first-
Then there was an ear-splitting scream, a colorful figure came crashing to the ground. But Jack couldn't focus on that, he had to fix his staff.
What about North next?
He could hear swords crashing to the ground, and more screams filled his mind, bouncing off the walls, shattering his heart. Pitch didn't want Jack to focus, but he had to fix his staff. He tried harder and harder, but the pieces refused to mend themselves.
And now Bunnymund.
More heart-wrenching screaming, tearing through the air, but Jack had to block it all out. He has to focus, he can't let Pitch win.
And finally…
Golden dust burst into the air, swirling around and mixing with the black dreamsand that coated everything.
The Sand Man.
Tears streaked down Jack's cheeks. They were so close. They were all here, they were going to win. He shut his eyes tight and focused all his pain, all his feelings of loss, and all his anger on mending his staff. There was a flash of blue light, he opened his eyes, and his staff was whole again.
Nightmares circled around overhead anxiously, waiting for commands from their master. Jack didn't hesitate; he put his remaining energy into his last attempt at victory.
He took his staff and slammed it against the floor, ice spreading out in all directions on the floor, and snow bursting from the top. Wind washed all the dreamsand, both black and golden, away to oblivion. Stalactites fell to the ground and shattered, the pieces stinging Jack's skin.
Jack sank to his knees from exhaustion or despair, he wasn't sure which anymore. His hands tightened on his staff, glad that it was restored, but he was too late. Silence settled over the cavern, the nightmares disappearing along with the other Guardians.
Until next time, Jack.
His eyes snapped open; he would find the source of the voice. All he wanted to do now was to take out his anger on Pitch, to defeat him once and for all.
But it wasn't Pitch that now stood in front of him, smiling down. It was Sandy; his warm glow filling the cavern, restoring hope in the young winter spirit. Then, one by one the others stepped out of the darkness.
Bunnymund, North, Tooth, they were all there. A little worse for wear, but otherwise alright. Cautiously, Jack stood up, using his staff as support. He still wasn't entirely certain that this was another trick of Pitch's.
"You did it, Jack," Tooth whispered, happiness filled her eyes, and she ran over and hugged him.
"I, I did." He replied, slowly bringing his hands down to embrace his friend. He did do it. This was it. It's over, Pitch was defeated, and his fellow Guardians were here.
Sandy and North moved in to join in the hug, and North pulled an embarrassed and reluctant Pooka in to join them.
thank you to everyone's continued support for this story. it was my first fanfic ever, and you guys have given me the inspiration to continue writing. i cant thank you guys enough. stay tuned for more of my stories!
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