A/N: And here is the chapter!

Chapter 21 – Beware of the Giant Red Sacks

3rd POV

Pitch laughed as he travelled through the dark, his hands petting his nightmares as he went. Oh, the fear of the old Santa at seeing him again was delicious but it only left him wanting more; an appetizer of sorts.

He had big plans; ones that he was sure were fool proof now that he had the control over the wishing stars dream sand. Oh, how long he practised and began to collect and corrupt the sand; it took centuries for him to master it.

"Ohhhh, I thought I heard the clippity-clop of a unicorn. What an adorable dream!" Pitch laughed out as he rose from the shadows into a child's room. He smirked as he stepped into the light and sneered down at the golden sand of the dream, it was disgusting how sweet it was but it made the fear all the more better when he corrupted it.

"Oh precious child, you are so full of hope and wonder… There is only one thing missing though…" He chuckled as he raises his hand to the sand and nudged the dream. "A touch of fear."

The child whimpered as the nightmare formed, Pitch basked in it as he laughed. "Oh, that never gets old."

He curled the sand lovingly around his hand and into the air as it transformed into a mare. "Feel your fear. Come on. Come on, that's right. Yesss. What a pretty little nightmare." He cooed darkly as the horse galloped around its master and nuzzling his neck.

"Now, I want you to go tell the others the wait is over." He ordered the nightmare, smirking wide as he watches it gallop and grow out the window. He laughed once more and basked in the fear before merging into the shadows and reappearing into the streets, the moons beams shining down on the town as he watched his nightmares gallop across the sky still in the safety of the dark.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, old friend. You must have known this day would come." He laughed as the moon brightened, causing his yellow eyes to glow in the dark. "My Nightmares are finally ready. Are your Guardians?"

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Jack scowled slightly as he looked into the window. He was slightly bitter from the day's events, he was playing with the children, and he hoped that after the epic snowslide would work. He – Jamie – did enjoy himself but his fun was forgotten over the Tooth Fairy. Even now as he peeked through the window of the boy's home, all he and his sister were excited about was staying up late to see the tooth fairy. Though he knew that wouldn't be, he never met the so called Guardian but he has met many of her little fairies over the years.

With a sigh he pushed himself up and onto the roof, his hood covering his eyes as he rests his staff over one shoulder. With a sigh he looks up at the moon, he hoped for answers, he hoped for once the moon would talk to him.

"I-I-If there's something I'm doing wrong, can you, c-c-ca-can you just tell me what it is? Because I've tried everything, an-and no one ever sees me." He asked attentively, leaning all his weight on his staff as he waited.

Frustration, that and the crack in his hope grew as there was still no reply. "You put me here, the least you can do is tell me, tell me why." He snaps at the moon before turning away sadly. The moon only spoke to him once and that was to tell him his name, a name he knew deep down that was correct in some way but there was something missing.

Why had the moon brought him here? What was his purpose than being the Sheppard of winter? The bringer of death and chance of life? Long ago he had told Man of Sand that he was okay with what he did, but now… now not so much. He was still alone, so very alone with minimal friends that he saw rarely.

With a deep sigh Jack jumped onto the nearest power line, a soft amused smile on his face as he watched frost form and stretch out in beautiful patterns with each step he took. This was what he enjoyed about his power, the beautiful patterns and swirls that stretched across anything like art.

A laugh escaped his lips as gold sand swirled around him; Jack couldn't help but smile towards the sky to watch his friend work. "Right on time, Man of Sand." He chuckled as his eyes scanned the sky for the familiar cloud, only this time there was no cloud.

Huh, Sandy must be busy somewhere else. Jack thought before shrugging and chasing after the stream of sand that zipped past him, laughing as he ran his hand through it and watching as Rabbits and Dolphins formed and danced around him.

With a soft smile he continued back along his path of the power line watching as the sand finished doing its job. Even now only the sand went to certain houses and it brought forth questions that he still had yet to ask. Like how can he tell even far away what house to send the sand to?

A rush of air and black caused Jack to stumble slightly, fear racing through him before he took after what he saw. His eyes scanned the street and houses from the tree, his staff swinging from side to side. He was prepared to fight and protect the children if need be.

"Woah!" Jack huffed as the blur shot past him once again nearly knocking him off the branch. Narrowing his eyes he leapt after it, the wind pushing at his back. He let out a slight huff of laughter as the cars he jumped on blared their alarms. He found himself at the main town, his hand yanking the hoodie over his head quickly as the figure knocked over a trashcan.

Aster waited and watched in the shadows as Frostbite dropped into the ally, his paw twirling the boomerang ready to use it if need be; well before the show pony decided to freeze him. He knew that he was the one to come get the bugger.

"Hello, mate." Aster greeted as Jack turned his back onto him, smirking as the galah spun gasping in fright; his body tensed waiting for the burst of frost that never came. "Been a long time. Blizzard of 68, I believe? Easter Sunday, wasn't it?" he huffed out while stepping into the light.

Jack relaxed slightly, leaning on his staff as he looked at the giant rabbit in bewilderment. "Bunny? You're not still mad about that are'yah?" he asks chuckling.

Aster narrows his eyes. "Yes." He grunted bitterly before smirking. "But this is about something else..." he trailed off, his eyes looking at the Yeti's in waiting. "Fellas..."

Jack frowned slightly before suddenly he was yanked off the ground by a large hand. "Hey! Put me down! What the..." he yelled out before being shoved into a sack. He struggled though it was to no use, he could feel the magic that the bag held and he knew there was no way of escaping but that didn't mean he stopped trying.

Phil winced slightly as Joe his second lifted the boy up ready to throw him through the portal. He knew, oh, he knew that Joy was going to give him a talking to when she found out about this. He lifted his eyes to the sky and silently prayed that Jack would forgive him for this.

Aster watched smirking before shaking his head when the Yeti obviously asked if he was going to go through the portal himself. "Not on your nelly. See you back at the pole." He told them before thumping the ground twice and jumping down.

Joe shrugged before throwing the bag through the portal. Phil winced once again as he heard the thump and followed quickly just as Jack decided to crawl out of it, his hand white around his staff.

Jack grunted again, standing and pushing off the frost he created in his panic as he glared at the two yeti. By the look on Phil's face he knew he was in trouble and that made him smirk before it turned back into a scowl as the other yeti lifted the red bag up. At least now Jack knew to beware of the giant red sack.

A/N: Bahahaha here is another chapter, I decided the next chapter will be the whole other guardians and explanations and what not.

Hope you enjoyed the ch!

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