I hope you like this chapter. It was filled with pain and tears as I wrote this. I managed to get this in. And I hope you can relate so if you see bullying, please help stop it. This is a 2 part chapter!

'Thoughts'
Flashback/Memories
POV

I jumped through the hole and landed softly on the ground. I suddenly facepalmed myself, realizing I have charged into a battle without a plan! "Stupid..." I scolded repeatedly at myself. I slowly walked around this cave, er, lair? Just as expected, it was dark. I emitted a little spark of light from my hand as I crept around the halls, keeping an eye out for one of Pitch's Nightmares. North told me that the horses were made out of sand when he was going over emergency strategies, in case Pitch came back to the Pole. I soon found the only lit area, and I soon found the guardians trapped in a cage and Pitch. "Where is she?" Pitch complained.

"What are you planning to do to her?" Jack shouted, protectively. "She doesn't have any powers!" Bunnymund added. "Poor Crystal..." Tooth muttered with a worried expression as she buzzed around the large cage. "Oh you don't know what she can do!" Pitch had that familiar gleam in his eyes when people knew something that another didn't. I glared at Pitch as I quickly mashed a few battle tactics together. I stared intently on one of the hallways above as an explosion erupted. "Play time!" Pitch sang as he dashed towards the blast. When I was sure he was gone, I was about to rush to unlock the guardians but the Nightmares surrounded the cage. I huffed. 'Gotta make this quick.' I flew around the cage in a flash as I beheaded the Nightmares and landed on top of the cage.

Jack's POV

"Woah! Woah!" We all saw a white 'thing' zoom by and the next thing we know, the Nightmares were eliminated. Then, we felt the cage shake as that 'thing' landed on the roof of the cage. After everything was still, something clung onto the door of our cell. "Crystal?" Some of us blurted out. Her hands clenched the bars like a spider that it made her look like a rabid animal. "Don't worry, I'll get you out of here." Crystal suddenly opened her mouth and bit the bars. Her mouth was surprisingly big for a quiet girl. She got a big chunk of the bar and spat it out somewhere else. We were all shocked at how Crystal was acting.

Crystal's POV

After I tore some bars that's connected with the hinges, I was finally able to yank the door off. I flung it elsewhere and bowed comically as the guardians filed out. I looked up to see horrid expressions towards me. "What?" I asked innocently. But before they could tell reply, we heard a malicious chuckle. "I see you have made it, fallen beast." I glared at him as he swooped down in front of us. The guardians took out their weapons, ready to fight. "That's won't be necessary. I will be fighting with Crystal..." Pitch motioned to me. The guardians stared at me as if waiting for an answer. "I agree." I nodded and determinedly stepped up front.

"Good girl." Pitch chirped. Black sand formed into a whip and he thrashed it in my direction. I stood still, but before he could cause damage to me, a white force field was summoned. "Crystal!" I heard Jack warn. I turned back to Jack and gave him a reassuring smile with a tiny laugh. "I'll be safe, don't worry." I turned back towards Pitch as he morphed the whip into his gigantic scythe. I smirked. 'That's how I like my battles. Challenging...' I dodged the attack by flying a bit to the side, away from the guardians. I took out my precious chopping knife that was a bit larger than a regular chopping knife. I held it out in front of my face and closed my eyes. A white light flashed through the blade as my initials formed at the corners on both sides.

I charged at Pitch, who was about to slam the scythe at me. I blocked it with my knife but I knew that it would break if I kept at it so I replaced it with my hand. The black sand didn't affect me and I made a risky swing with my knife at Pitch's stomach. He winced and groaned in pain. I jumped back and steadied myself. After he got over his little pain episode, he smirked and seemed to relax a little, confusing me a bit. I held my ground, expecting him to fool me and strike me. "How long have you ached?" He asked. I furrowed my brows. "What?" I scoffed. "How long have you hurt? How long have you cried?" Pitch circled around me. I heard my own heartbeat beat a fast one before returning to its normal beats.

"How long... Have you been alone?" Pitch stopped behind me and I could feel that grin he makes when he got to hurt people. My eyes widened in realization, as memories... Flooded back right before my eyes.

"I don't want a baby that looks like... Crystal..."
"Hairy monster."
"Freak!"
"Riri!(Reeree meaning retarded)"
"She looks so stupid!"
"She's so ugly."
"She's weird!"
"She's weak..."
"You... Are SELFISH!"

I snapped back into reality. "You were bullied, even by your parents!" Pitch cackled. "Everyone... Hates me..." I mumbled. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes. "No one wanted to be around a weird girl! Your friends even left you!" Pitch walked around. "So you got used to being lonely, and then... You finally chose to be alone in this cruel world!" My breathing hitched as my eyes darted everywhere. "Even your stupid parents don't remember almost taking your life away when you were little!" Another memory flashed. I remembered their devil eyes boring themselves into my young soul as they choked me, as they beat me... I also heard all their insults, filling my mind. "Isn't that how you got Borderline Personality Disorder?" Pitch smirked.

My knees felt weak to support the weight of my body as I trembled to the ground. I clutched my head with a few locks of hair. I started gasping horrendously... And... Water... Was falling from my eyes. I cupped my hands in front of my face as more water fell into it. What was it? What was this water? What is it doing to me? "Yes, they're called Tears. You are crying." I heard a sinister voice explain. "Tears?" I managed to choke out. "Correct." It purred. I started sobbing louder and louder before I started screaming. Memories began pouring back around my head, filling my ears, before I felt a momentary void. I became silent.