As you can tell, there is some serious drama happening here. Pitch really is a meanie, isn't he? Well, the Guardians are gonna have to do something about that. Merry Christmas, everybody! ^_^

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Jack groaned as he slowly opened his eyes to find himself in chains. He looked around and saw that Bunnymund, Tooth, and Cupid were in cages, and North and Sandy were in chains as well.

"What happened? Where are we?" he asked drowsily. He has only recovered a little bit from the black smoke.

"We've been captured by the harpies, and now we're stuck in their lair," Bunnymund answered begrudgingly.

Jacks eyes widened and he struggled to get out of the chains.

"It's no use, Jack Frost," a goblin said, coming towards them. "The harder you struggle, the tighter those chains are going to get."

The young guardian glared and continued to struggle in the chains, making the goblin laugh.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here," a voice said.

The guardians and Cupid looked up to see Pitchs shadow looming over them in all his dark glory.

"The guardians and Cupid. How has it been, young fellow? Have you found young Francescas true love?"

"Yes, we did," Cupid answered as he glared at the Boogeyman. "And his name is Jack Frost!"

Pitch looked at Jack with a smirk. "Ah, I heard about that. How you met little Fran in the meadow, sang with her, danced with her, and even had a little chat with her. You also helped her find the rogue eggs and sealed your goodbyes with a kiss to her hand." His smirk grew as he pulled out the snowflake crown and the winter spirits eyes widened. "Is this your little gift for her to show your love for her?"

"You put that down!" Jack shouted.

"Or what?" Pitch asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "You're stuck in those chains. But don't worry, Jack, I'll just keep it in a safe place."

A harpy had come in and took the crown from Pitch and flew away.

"What do you want from Francesca?" North asked with a glare.

"Oh, nothing really. I just want show you that you can't always protect a child from something like a curse, not even a simple little spell. I'm planning on keeping Francesca asleep for all eternity, and I can't have you spoiling that now, can I? So I'm just gonna have to keep you here. And if you try to escape, then I shall kill the little star child in her dreams."

Everyones eyes widened in fear for Francescas life. Jack became furious and struggled in his chains to get to the Boogeyman.

"Have a nice time in the dungeon," Pitch said before he left with a cruel, evil laugh.

Francesca sat in a corner of a dark chamber as she held Chickadee close to her chest.

"Shhh. It's okay, Chickadee, the guardians will come for us," she assured her chick, who began tweeting as a way of whimpering in fear. Fran looked up at the cieling with hopeful eyes.

Oh, why did this happen to her? Why did the Boogeyman give her a curse that forced the Sandman to counter it with this spell she was in? Why did it have to happen on her sixteenth birthday? But most of all, why did she even follow that black sprite to the spindle?

If only she had known better, she wouldn't be in this situation. Now she understood why her parents gave her up. They were trying to protect her, and they thought that the only way to do it was to give her to the guardians.

"Mom... Dad... I forgive you... Wherever you are...," she whispered as she closed her eyes and a tear rolled down her face.

Chickadee tweeted to her in sadness and leaned his head onto her chest.

Nature saw that a small tear had escaped Francescas eyes and wiped it away.

"Oh, where are the guardians when you need them," she whispered.

She heard screeching coming from outside and looked to see that the harpies were swirling around the tower like vultures.

"It seems Pitch is making sure that they don't come for Francesca," Time said. "And he is probably delaying them at this very moment."

"What shall we do, Father?"

"I shall inform the leprechaun to assist them. In the meantime, we shall keep Francesca safe in the castle." Just as he said this, a dove had come to him and he gave it a small piece of paper before it flew away.

Down in Ireland, a group of leprechauns (A/N Someone please correct me if I spelt that wrong) were watching over their gold until they saw a dove coming towards them.

The oldest leprechaun, McCastin, held up his hand so the dove could land onto it. He took the piece of paper, unfolded it, and began to read. He became shocked once he was done, and whistled to the others.

"Aye, men! Father Time has sent us a message!" They all looked at him. "Francesca is under a spell and Pitch is delaying her true love from getting to her! We must go and help them!"

They all did a war cry before using the gold to make a rainbow and they all surfed onto it.

"On to war!"

Meanwhile, into her dreams, Francesca was stroking Chickadees feathers when she saw the Man in the Moon shining down upon her.

"Manny...?"

She looked up at the moon and he showed her the image of the guardians, telling her that they are coming for her.

"Oh, my gosh! See, Chickadee, I told you they were coming for us!" However, her excitement soon vanished once the moon showed her that they were captured. "Oh, no. Pitch. Manny, what do I do?"

Once that was asked, a pool of water appeared at her feet and a shining blue sword rose to the surface. Fran grabbed it and stared at the glowing blade before her.

"I have to fight? But, Manny, I can't fight."

The moon showed her that if she didn't fight, then the guardians will never come and save her, and she might not ever see Jack again.

Fran looked down at her sword before nodding. "Alright..."

The moon then disappeared along with the pool and she sat back down and waited, her eyes full of hope for the guardians to make their escape. And if she had to fight Pitch to be with them again, then so be it.

Look out, Pitch. You're about to come face to face with a star child with her sword, and she will do whatever it takes to fight you!