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(With Pitch)

Pitch stared at Deception through his swollen eye; he clenched his teeth as the man slammed his fist into his stomach.

"We have been at this for half an hour Pitch," the man sighed, "All you have to do is drop a name and I'll stop."

Golden eyes glared at him as he spit blood onto the floor from his bleeding mouth

Deception narrowed his eyes, "You were just like this when I needed to know where Patrick was…" he glanced at Jack who was struggling against his bounds, "But I didn't have any leverage then."

"Don't touch him!" Pitch screamed at him as Deception walked over to Jack

"Oh, so now you decide to speak." the man smirked as he grabbed the winter spirits hair and yanked his head sideways

A muffled cry escaped from Jack at the sudden pull

"Now, let's try this again Pitch." Deception smiled as he let go of Jack, "Where is your other brother?"

"With the Guardians."

Deception rolled his eyes, "Not the bloated pile of sand." he glared at him, "The other child that Moon had while he was mortal."

Pitch glanced at Jack; the winter spirit shook his head.

Deception saw him, he smiled "Oh so you want to be brave huh?" he snapped his fingers

Jack's eyes widened with fear as Gaten walked over with a large knife and handed it to the man.

"Now, Pitch…" a cruel smirk came to Deception's face as he placed the blade length ways across Jack's face, "Tell me what I want to know."

"Deception please," Pitch pleaded as he stared at his brother, "Please don't do this."

"Not the answer I wanted."

"Mmmmph!" Jack screamed into his gag as the blade was slammed into his right shoulder, he screamed again, his vision blackening as Deception twisted the knife.

"You #$%ing bastard!" Pitch strained against his bindings, twisting till blood began to slip onto the floor from the gashes caused by the chains.

"A name Pitch." Deception smirked at the Nightmare King

"Mmmph!" Jack shook his head, "Don't tell him Pitch!" tears began streaming down his face.

Pitch felt as if his heart was being ripped from his chest, "Jack…" he pleaded with the smirking man, "Please just leave him alone."

"You're not going to tell me are you?" Deception rolled his eyes, "Maybe if you two spent a little time in sun, you'd be more likely to talk Pitch." he laughed, "I think Jack would survive at least a day, maybe two if he's as stubborn as you…"

"You can't be serious!" Pitch's eyes went wide at the thought of Jack out in the desert.

"I'm dead serious." he motioned toward the door

Jack yelled into his gag as Grantor suddenly came in and slammed the winter spirit's staff into the back of Pitch's head. Blue eyes filled with tears as his brother's head slumped to his chest. He whimpered as Deception turned to him.

"Now for you…"

Jack cried out as the knife was pulled from his shoulder, he could feel the blood flowing from the wound.

"Gaten, wrap it up so he doesn't bleed to death." Deception smirked at the shuddering winter spirit, "What fun would that be?" he turned and helped Grantor untie the unconscious Pitch from the chair, "Bring them out back to the canyon, I'll go check and see how Mischief is doing." cruel laughter poured from him

Jack grimaced as the goblin wrapped a cloth around his shoulder, he felt like passing out as it was pulled tight.

"All right brat, let's go have some fun in the sun." the goblin laughed as he removed the rope and flung the winter spirit out of the chair.

Jack cried out as he hit the floor, he whimpered with pain as he was dragged from the room.

(In another room)

Jamie sat on the floor, he absently twisted his ankles that had been tied together; he glanced again around the room that he had been led into hours ago. The room was simple, a small bed and an end table were the only pieces of furniture to be seen. He twisted his wrists against the rope that held them securely behind him, he sighed when they didn't budge. He glanced at Mitch who was lying against the wall, the boy had not moved since Gazan had roughly shoved him into the room and against the wall.

"You two comfortable?"

Jamie glared as Deception came into the room, "I'm fine, though whoever decorated the room must have been blind."

Deception laughed at him, "You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were related to Pitch."

"If only I were that lucky." Jamie grinned at the thought of actually being related to Pitch and Jack

"Please, that piece of shadow filth is a waste of a spirit." the man growled, "He single handedly almost brought the world to its knees."

"Oh, and you're a saint?" the boy glared at him, "You're nothing but a filthy kidnapper that kisses the butt of whoever hires you. At least Pitch is trying to make up for his mistakes."

"Just because Pitch helped the Guardians defeat Death doesn't make him a saint." the man sneered, "Besides, he only did it to be rid of his master. Face it brat, he's a worthless lowlife."

"Pitch has more worth in his little finger than you do in your whole body." Jamie glared

Deception snarled, "I can't wait to sell you and get you out of my hair." the man turned suddenly and stalked over to Mischief

Pale green eyes glanced up at him, fear in them. The boy whimpered into his gag, as he struggled against the ropes that encircled his wrists and ankles.

"Daddy has always protected you Mischief." Deception sneered as he knelt beside him, "News flash kid, daddy isn't here." he suddenly slammed his fist into the boy's stomach

The poor boy cried out and curled in on himself trying to make himself as small as possible.

"Leave him alone!" Jamie yelled

Deception ignored him as he grabbed the back of Mischief's shirt and forced him to uncurl; he then slammed his fist again into his unprotected stomach. Cruel laughter echoed at the boy's cry of pain, "You're thirteen brat, suck it up." the man sneered at the tears running down the boy's face. "Wipe those tears." he slammed his fist into Mitch's face, he laughed at his pain then rose to his feet, "This is going to be a fun life lesson for you." he kicked the boy as he turned to leave the room, laughing as he shut the door.

"Don't worry Mitch," Jamie spoke trying to comfort the whimpering boy, "We'll find a way out of this."

Mitch only whimpered in return, tears still falling down his face as he curled up into a ball.

(With Greed)

"…And I need you to move my 3:00 on Saturday to 4:00 next Tuesday."

A fire sprite wrote quickly in a notebook as Greed continued giving his instructions

"I will be leaving in a few hours to Livius Resort, please inform my clients that I will see them when I return."

"Yes sir, is that everything?" the sprite asked as she closed the notebook

"That will be all Sasha." he waved his hand dismissing her, he sank back into his chair as she left. The leather had not even settled when the door burst open, sapphire eyes widened as Desaray rushed into the room, panic radiating off her.

"Mitch isn't at the resort!"

Greed rose quickly, "What do you mean he isn't there! I had Deception…" the room began to swelter, "That two timing bastard…"

"What is going on?" Desaray asked as he rose to his feet

"Deception thinks that he can double cross me?" the man narrowed his eyes as he spoke to himself, he turned to Desaray, "Sweet heart, daddy's going to take a quick trip to the desert to let Deception know that I will no longer be needing his services."

Emerald eyes filled with rage, "He took Mitch?" she asked angrily, "Why would he…"

"So that I wouldn't come after him." Greed's blue eyes flickered, "But if he thinks I'm going to sit on my ass when my son is in danger…he just lost that bet."

"Father,"

Greed glanced at her; she had not called him 'father' for centuries, "Yes, gem?"

"Perhaps you should get the Guardians to help," she continued when he lowered his eyes, "Hear me out, Deception has Mitch and is about to make off with your money." she raised an eyebrow, "Plus, did you even bother to find out who your client was. Or why he wanted powerful spirits like the children of Moon?"

"I never ask my clients their business."

Desaray rolled her eyes, "Just consider the fact that the tide is shifting, and not in your favor."

Greed smirked, "and I can't have that, now can I?"

"No you can't." she smiled as he disappeared in a burst of blue flame.

(With Patrick)

"Are you sure they won't come near the fire?" the Leprechaun asked as he tried to keep the small fire going

Bunny laughed at his unease, "Yeah mate, Nightshades hate fire. They avoid it like the plague."

"Yes, and if they do show I will take care of them." North smiled as he twirled his scimitars.

Bunny glanced around the cloud filled sky, "Curse the clouds, if Moon wasn't covered we could ask him if he had seen them."

"I don't think Chand could have helped," Patrick said, "These guys wouldn't have taken them into the moonlight."

A burst of blue flame caused all three to nearly jump from their skins

"Greed…"Patrick narrowed his eyes as the flames dissipated revealing the imposing figure of his brother

"Just the person I was looking for." the man spoke as he pulled a cigar from his pocket.

"What are you doing here?" the Leprechaun watched as his brother blew a ring of smoke into the night sky.

"I'm here to collect on that debt you owe me." the man laughed at his brother's face, "Did you think I forgot about that?"

"I had hoped…"

North looked at Patrick confused, "What is going on?"

"My dear older brother came to me centuries ago to ask for a favor," the man grinned, "I agreed of course…for a small favor in return to be collected at the time of my choosing."

Patrick rolled his eyes, "Fine, what you want? A new suit, how about an iron lung?"

Greed smirked as he blew smoke into Patrick's face, "Actually, I would like to hire you."

"Hire me?" Patrick coughed as much from surprise as from the smoke

"That's right, you would work for me."

"No, not happening." mismatched eyes glared at Greed

"You have no choice, I'm calling in my favor brother." sapphire eyes narrowed, "You swore on your life."

Patrick glared, "I'd rather die than work for you."

Greed rolled his eyes, "Quit being so dramatic Patrick, it would only be for a day." he smiled, "And it's not like I'm going to ask you to kill anyone, I'm reserving that pleasure for myself."

"Fine, but if I don't agree with what you ask me to do then I'm out, deal?" the Leprechaun offered his hand.

Greed rolled his eyes, "Fine." he shook his brother's hand, "Now, as it turns out I am in need of finding Deception's hideout as well."

"So…" North spoke when silence settled over them, "You would not happen to be knowing where to go?"

"Not really." Greed shrugged, "I hired Deception to collect my merchan…"

"No more lies Greed." Patrick growled

"To collect Pitch and Jack,"

"So you did have them kidnapped!" Patrick pulled a knife to his hand

"Come now brother, you work for me." he smirked, "How would that look on your business if you fought with your employer."

Patrick ground his teeth as he lowered his knife, "Who hired you Greed?"

"Never got his name…" the man cocked his head thoughtfully, "I only dealt with his lackey."

"Why did they want Pitch and Jack?" Bunny asked

Greed shrugged, "Maybe he's a collector, he wanted all three of the Sons of Moon." he smiled, "Was willing to give me a pretty penny for them too."

"Three sons?" North looked at Bunny

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Patrick grimaced at the two Guardians

"Wait, Jack wasn't just joking when he said that Jamie was their brother!"

Patrick flinched at Bunnymund's outburst.

A smile came to Greed's face, "You mean to tell me that the little human that Deception's boys caught by mistake is actually the last son of Moon?" he laughed, "And Deception has no idea, poor fool is probably trying to beat the information out of Pitch as we speak." he sneered at Patrick, "Which you and I both know that's like trying to get a mute thrall to talk."

"Damn it Greed!" Patrick growled, "You are lucky I hold to my oaths or I would kick your ass all over this desert."

"Please, we both know that I would reduce you to smoldering pile of ash, just like your little campfire."

"Wait…" Bunny turned and stared at the dead fire, he glanced at the others, "Bloody hell."

It was then that all around them the sand seemed to explode into geysers as two monstrous scorpions erupted from the sands.

"Why do I get the feeling I'm in a bad reenactment of 'Clash of the Titans'?" Patrick said as he pulled a second knife to his other hand.

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