You let the tears fall as you flew towards the bedframe of your father's lair. No, Pitch wasn't your father. He was a liar. He was pure evil. You were sure of that now. You should've seen it from the beginning; he was the Boogeyman, after all.
You flew down into the lair as your tears of rage continued to fall. You just about destroyed Jack's family and then deceived him. And all this time, you were supposed to be his lover. It was time you set things right, somewhat. And you hoped the Man in the Moon was listening.
"Pitch!" you screamed when you landed in the lair.
He looked at you in shock; then you remember how you only ever called him dad.
"You're a liar and a user!" you snapped. "You told me I was created just for you, that I was created to be your daughter and your best wish granted. I had a life before I became this! And I was Jack Frost's lover!"
Pitch sighed, seeing you'd figure it out.
"YN, I was doing it to protect you," Pitch tried stepping closer, but stopped seeing you tense up. "I love you, and you're my daughter. You know that."
"No," you denied him. "You knew, and you kept it from me. If you truly loved me, you would've told me and let fate take its course. I wasn't even your's to begin with; I was Jack's. And I'll always be Jack's, no matter what."
That's when his eyes narrowed in anger. You could feel the nightmares around you two begin to stir up. You tensed up, ready to defend yourself.
"Fine," Pitch said, his darker, more evil voice sitting in. "You wish to let fate take its course, very well. Then let's play."
Nightmares shot themselves at you and you began fighting them off.
You must listen to every word I tell you, a voice in your head said. I am the Man in the Moon, your reincarnator. I brought you into this spirit world so you and Jack could be together for an eternity. I will get you out of this. Get to the exit so my moon beams can protect you.
You nodded mentally, beginning to slowly move towards the exit as you fought more nightmares off. Pitch didn't seem to notice; he was enjoying watching you fight. Just as you began to feel overwhelmed, you noticed you were underneath the exit. You used all your strength to shoot up and out of the lair, dozens of nightmares following after you. Shooting out of the exit, you barely noticed the shiny people with wings wearing beautiful blue dresses before you collasped to the ground, exhausted. None of the nightmares ever touched you.
You were seconds away from passing out when you barely felt a hand on your forehead.
"She's exhausted," a female voice said. "Let's take her to the Guardians. Manny can tell them what to do."
And then you surrendered to your exhaustion.