(Had to repost this one, wasn't what I wanted) Please review and let me know if it's better than the last one. I added a bit more to it, though most of it is the same. Enjoy.
(At the Pole)
"Pitch…Pitch…wake up!"
Golden eyes blinked open as obsidian sand fell away, "Jack what time is it?" he glanced over at the alarm clock. Pitch groaned at blinking red numbers screaming five in the morning at him, "Why the hell are you waking me up this earlier in the morning?"
The winter spirit grinned as he slipped his hoodie over his head, "You promised to take me and Sam to the Spirit Bazaar today!"
Pitch moaned and turned back over, "Not at this ungodly hour."
"But Pitch….we have to!" the teen whined as he rushed over to his brother and began shaking him, "Sam needs to buy things for his room."
"Fine!" Pitch growled as he threw the covers off and got to his feet
Jack smirked as his brother grumbled and went into the closet, "After this can we go see Jamie too?"
"Don't push your luck Jack." The spirit mumbled as he moved clothes around, "Go wake Sam up."
"Ok." The teen quickly raced from the room and down the hall to the room North had given to the Halloween spirit. He carefully opened the door, "I guess he changed back last night." Jack paused when he caught sight of his friend
The teen was laying sprawled on his stomach, one of his arms hanging off the side of the bed, a thin blanket draped slightly over his equally thin frame. Sam was snoring slightly, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.
"He could have asked for more blankets." Jack sighed when he saw how bad his friend was shivering. The winter spirit was quiet as he made his way over to the bed, blue eyes narrowed at all the lines of scars that crisscrossed Sam's body. "Wonder what that's from?" Jack cocked his head when he caught sight of numbers that had been carved into the teen's left shoulder blade.
"Wait…don't leave me here!"
Jack nearly jumped out of his skin as Sam cried out in his sleep, he watched in sympathy as his friend curled in on himself suddenly.
"I promise…I promise not to run away again!"
"Poor Sam." Jack shook his head at the fear he could hear in his friend's voice, he gently shook Sam's shoulder, "Hey Sam wake up ok? You're having a dream…"
Crimson eyes shot open, Sam cried out and fell off the side of the bed. He glared up at the winter spirit "Damn it Jack! What the hell are you doing in here?" he wrestled with the blanket that he was tangled up in
Jack grinned, "I came to wake you up. Pitch agreed to take us shopping for your room."
Sam glanced out the window at the black sky, "It's still dark outside." the teen managed to get to his feet.
"Ok, maybe he had a little bit of persuading." The teen smirked, "But come on you know how crowded that place gets later on. And we have lots to get for you."
"I don't need anything…" Sam spoke quietly as he grabbed his shirt and jacket from the headboard
"Seriously Sam?" Jack rolled his eyes, "Look at this place. All it has in it is a bed and an empty closet." He grinned, "By the way my mother agreed to help shop for you some cloths after we finish with Halloween."
Crimson eyes
widened, "I couldn't possibly…"
"Sorry already happening, now throw those cloths on and let's hurry before Pitch crawls back into bed."
Sam sighed and followed after his friend.
(At the Spirit Bazaar)
The morning sun cast a soft yellow hue over thousands of tents, each one billowing slightly as the wind blew across the small valley. From each stall the calls of merchants echoed as they tried to entice the hundreds of mythics and spirits that were milling around the pathway that ran in front of the tents.
"How mad will Pitch be that we snuck off from him?" the Halloween spirit glanced back where they had left the Nightmare King talking to a vender
"Oh he'll be pissed, but he's used to it." Jack chuckled as they walked "Now come on Sam the guy said that there was a vender up here that had really good ice-cream." Jack spoke with excitement as he pulled his friend through the crowd
Crimson eyes rolled, "I thought we were shopping."
Jack smirked, "We are. But you can't come to a place like this and not sample the food." The winter spirit grew even more excited at the sight of the small stand.
"What can I get you boys?" a friendly voice echoed as a forest sprite caught sight of the teens
"Two vanilla cones," the winter spirit grinned and handed a few gold coins to the spirit.
"Coming up." The spirit laughed as he placed the coins in a box, within seconds he hands the boys their purchase. "Enjoy."
"All right Sam," Jack spoke as he handed his friend his cone, "What do you want to shop for first?"
Crimson eyes glanced at numerous tents, "Ummm…you choose Jack."
"There, that's where we'll start."
"Really?" Sam glanced around the tent Jack had pulled him into, "This place has nothing but candy in it."
"Main thing you need Sam." The winter spirit grinned, "You have to have candy for Halloween."
Sam chuckled, "You just want to use me as an excuse."
Jack grinned, "You know me to well my friend."
The teen sighed as his friend began filling a bag with treats, "Jack, we really need to buy more than just ice cream and candy."
"What you boys looking for?" hazel eyes glanced at the teens as the wood spirit weighed the bag of candy the winter spirit had handed him.
Jack smiled, "Well, we need stuff for my friend's room. Blankets, lamps, alarm clocks…"
The spirit laughed, "Then you're in luck Typhon is at this month's Bazaar. That guy has a little bit of everything at his stall. He is just down the path, you'll know you're there when you see the large hydra skull hanging outside the tent." He glanced at the scales, "That will be twenty gold pieces."
"Sheesh Jack," Sam's eyes widened as Jack handed over the coins, "What did you buy?"
Jack grinned, "Enough candy to last us for months."
"Or about an hour once you get ahold of it." Sam smirked as his friend put the bag into one of North's magic sacks the man had lent to them for their shopping trip.
"Yeah, probably." The winter spirit laughed.
Sam whimpered slightly as he followed Jack out the tent, "Jack…there's more people here…"
"It's ok Sam." The winter spirit placed a comforting hand on the teen's shoulder, "We'll leave soon ok?"
The spirit simply nodded, he followed close to Jack as they made their way through the growing crowd of spirits and mythics that were beginning to fill the pathway.
"There, I think that's the one." Jack pointed at a gleaming white skull attached just outside the tent.
"You sure about this Jack?" Sam stepped back
"Come on Sam, where's you sense of adventure?" Jack grabbed his friend and pulled him into the tent.
The teens eyes widened at the sight of the thousands of different items that filled the tent.
"Welcome my young friends what can I help you find."
"We need to get stuff for a room." Jack smiled at the large water spirit that had spoken, "You have anything?"
The man smiled as he sat back behind the makeshift counter, "I have everything from pillows to socks. Lamps to nightstands." He grinned, "Just take your time looking."
"Thanks sir." Jack grabbed a pair of sunglasses, "These are cool."
Sam rolled his eyes, "No. We need practical stuff Jack, like blankets." The teen shuddered, "No matter much North turns up the heat the Pole is cold."
"I don't notice." Jack laughed when Sam groaned, he made his way over to a bin that held several blankets "Look here's one that's your favorite color." Jack's voice was excited as he held a fuzzy blanket up in the air
"And what makes you think orange is my favorite color?" Sam raised an eyebrow
Jack grinned as he held up the blanket, "So…it's not?"
Sam started to reply when he felt a hand grab his arm, the teen yelped and tried to break free from the person's grip.
"Didn't think I'd see your sorry ass here Sam. Been searching the globe for years after your little ass escaped."
The teen's heart nearly stopped when he was thrown to the ground, he whimpered at the earth spirit hovering over him.
"Hey leave him alone!" Jack growled as he rushed over to his friend
The man that had thrown Sam to the floor glared at the teen, "Mind your own business."
Jack straightened his shoulders, "I won't let you hurt my friend." He cringed slightly when a bright light burst from the man's palm.
Sam whimpered at the earthen whip that cracked into the air, "Don..don't hurt Jack Admon. I'm the one you're after."
Green eyes filled with cruelty, "Sorry Sam but he wanted to play hero so now he can take his beating." He sneered, "Then I'll take you back to the boss and he can figure out what kind of punishment you deserve."
"Or…You can die."
Admon screamed when sand swirled up around him.
Crimson eyes widened in shock when the sand retreated into the shadows, leaving nothing behind, "You…killed him."
Golden eyes gleamed as Pitch walked into the tent, "Of course I did. He dared to threaten my brother and his friend." He helped Sam to his feet, "Who was he?"
Sam whimpered slightly and pressed close to Pitch, "A few years ago I was captured by a gang of spirits. They treated me like a slave…" the teen shivered, "I managed to escape from them, Admon the guy you just killed was in charge of my 'punishments' when I didn't do exactly what they wanted." The teen cringed, "I have always been afraid that they'd find me."
"Tell me where they are Sam. I promise they will never get the chance to hurt you again." Pitch's voice was low
Jack chuckled, "Yeah Sam, after Pitch kills them they won't bother you again."
Pitch placed his hand over his heart, "I would never 'dream' of it Jack. I would simply have a nice 'talk' with them
"It…it's ok Pitch." Sam spoke quickly
"If you change your min…"
"Pitch, why the hell did you kill one of my customers?"
The Nightmare King grinned at the large water sprite, "Sorry Ty, but he threatened my friend."
Ty glanced at Jack who was now showing Sam a pair of fuzzy socks, "Sam Hein is your brother?"
Pitch chuckled, "No the other one."
"Jack Frost?" the man laughed, "Wouldn't have guessed that in a million years."
"Yeah, it was news to me too." Pitch smirked when Jack let out a whoop and ran across the tent to something he had found.
"Hey how about this one Sam?" the winter spirit called to his friend when he reached the item that had caught his attention
Sam glanced over at the pumpkin shaped alarm clock his friend held up, "Really? Just because I'm the Spirit of Halloween you think everything should be pumpkin related?"
Jack smirked, "So…you don't like it?"
"Hell yeah I like it." Sam grinned
"Pitch can we get this too?" blue eyes glanced at his brother
Pitch sighed, "Sure." He shook his head as Sam held up the magic sack
"Score!" the winter spirit raised his hands in the air when he rang the open sack.
"Boy do I feel sorry for you." Ty smirked when Jack raced over to a lamp
Pitch sighed and walked over to where the water spirit was, "Tell me about it, Ty." he glanced around at the many wares that filled the tent, "Where do you find most of your merchandise?"
"I travel around the world purchasing any item I find interesting." The spirit's eyes suddenly widened when he caught sight of something outside the tent, he spoke quickly "I like to have a variety since you never know 'who' will show up at these events."
Golden eyes narrowed when Pitch caught the note in the man's voice, "Really, anyone in particular?"
"Not really," the man glanced around, his posture showing how nervous he was, "Mostly this time of year just normal spirits and mythics will stop by." Jade eyes motioned to the road outside the tent, "Though there have been a few 'hunters' that like to buy from me."
"Shit!" Pitch whirled around and rushed over to where Sam and Jack were happily still shopping.
"Hey!" Jack yelped when Pitch grabbed him by his arm
"We are leaving now!" the Nightmare King glanced around the tent for a shadow, he cursed when none met his gaze
"Why, we just got mph!" Jack went quiet when Pitch clamped his hand over his mouth and pulled him to the ground
Sam dropped beside them, "What's…"
"Quiet!" Pitch hissed at the teen, the spirit's heart was nearly beating out of his chest as three spirits walked into the tent. The Nightmare King thanked his lucky star that the men couldn't see them due to all the merchandise.
"Hey Ty, you got my order in?"
Jack's eyes widened when a cruel voice filled the air, "Jaeger…" the winter spirit went still as he watched the men's feet pass by the aisle they were hiding on
"Ummm, yeah I got it in a few days ago." The water spirit's voice was strained, the sound of him rummaging around resounded. "You are planning on going hunting Jaeger?"
"Hell yeah, I found a few Weres in the Americas." Jaeger snorted
"Oh, sounds like quite the hunt. You starting it tonight?"
"Naw, I got a few more orders to fill before I start this job." Jaeger snarled, "Though I must say I am eager to begin the hunt, my life has been a bit boring lately." The sound of coins hitting the counter echoed, "Thanks again Ty, you are the best."
"Coasts clear Pitch." The water sprite spoke after a few minutes
Pitch cautiously got to his feet; he motioned for Jack and Sam to get up, "Thanks for that Ty."
The water spirit waved his hand, "Think nothing of it Pitch, you and Patrick saved my ass from that hydra." He thumbed towards the skull, "Now the beast draws in customers."
"Better than when it tried to eat you huh?" the Nightmare King smirked
"Aww do we have to leave now?" Jack whined when Pitch started out the tent
Pitch glared at Jack, "No of course not Jack, we will stay here at the marketplace where a homicidal hunter that kidnaped us is shopping at!"
Ty frowned, "I don't know if that's such a good idea Pitch."
Golden eyes rolled, "I was being sarcastic Ty."
"Oh," the man watched the three spirits sink into a shadow just outside the tent.
(At the Pole)
"How's that?" Jack stepped back and marveled at his handiwork
Sam glanced at the lamp his friend had placed on the nightstand, "Its perfect Jack." He finished pulling the blanket over his bed, "How long did North say we had till supper was ready?"
"Umm about five minutes now." Jack rolled his eyes, "We're really just waiting for Pitch to get out of the shower."
"Jack, I just want to say how grateful…" he stopped when the teen held up a hand
"Don't mention it Sam." Jack grinned, "It's the lea…" the winter spirit nearly jumped out of his skin when a scream filled the entire Pole
Crimson eyes widened, "Jack that sounded like it came from your room!" he followed after the winter spirit that was already racing from the room.
"Pitch! Are you… oh dear gods…"
Both teens stopped dead in their tracks at the sight before them.
Pitch stood at the dresser, a towels wrapped around him, but that wasn't the thing that caused them to pause. No it was the fact that the man was pulling at his hair, which was a bright neon pink.
"Patrick!" the Nightmare King's voice echoed in the room
Please review and let me know what you thought ;) All right my friends my brother has asked me to pose a question to you. He would like to write on fanfiction but is unsure on what to write. He asked that I find out what were some things you guys would find interesting. You have seen his style (with his fight scenes). He doesn't want to write ROTG since he is helping me with my story. He was thinking something like Skyrim (Since he plays that…a lot) Please let me know if that would be something you guys would interesting in reading. Till Next Time.