Pitch P.O.V.

Krash!

"Tooth! I got it!" I heard Jack's voice yell through the silence. The noisy nuisance.

I lurked in the shadows watching them from afar.

Jack knelt to my frozen Nightmare and poked it a few times inquisitively. Tooth hovered over his shoulder, seeming puzzled, she looked up and around her surroundings. "It led us back where we started…" she murmured.

I slowly crept through the nearby shadows, leering at them amusedly, "Why would it—?" "Shh! Listen…" Jack held up a hand to silence her as he looked around cautiously. I quietly slipped behind another tree, just behind the two. I crossed my arms and put my finger on my chin in thought.

Jack slowly stood up and gripped his staff with both hands, ready to attack.

"I know you're here Pitch! Quit hiding, and come out!" he snapped. I smirked and slowly silently slipped out of the shadows.

"I have to say, Jack, I'm quite impressed you even made it this far." The two of them whipped around, and made apprehensive stances. I folded my hands behind my back and walked towards them, still smirking, "And all this time I thought you were denser." I mused.

"Where's Jamie?" Jack snapped, his eyes burning with hate. I raised an eyebrow, "Where's the girl?" I asked back, Jack seemed to falter a moment, but quickly regained his scowl, "Pitch…I'm warning you…"

"I thought I made it quite clear to her, that if she ever wanted to see Jamie again; she would return here, and we would negotiate matters. But I see she isn't here."

"Pitch—!" "Tell me Jack; do you really think it was the best decision to leave Skyler behind? Really now, I'd thought you had more faith in her…" Jack yelled. I knew my words stung him, but he tried not to show it, "That's none of your concern…" he snarled.

My smirk widened, "I believe it is my business; since you've stolen what is mine."

Clang!

Conjured up my scythe and our weapons met, Jack's eyes were blazing with anger as he scowled at me, "SHE DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU!" he yelled, I shoved him off, giving us some distance, he attacked me with his frost, but I quickly hit it aside as if it were nothing, Tooth came at me from the other direction, but I shoved her off with one of my Nightmares, as she tumbled into the snow with a loud thud, "Tooth!" He began to run to her aid, but I teleported her elsewhere through my shadows. Jack tried to grab her hand but my shadows consumed her and sent her off, "NO!" he sat on his hands and knees looking down at the spot where she disappeared.

I melted back into the shadows as he stood back up, "Come out and fight me, you cowardly stalker!" I laughed at his insult, and reappeared behind him, he turned around to attack me, but I quickly threw him to the side with my shadows against a tree. I retreated again, as he staggered to his feet.

"Jackson, Jackson … can't you see your powers are dwindling? You're much weaker than the last time we faced each other…" he looked around frantically, trying to pin point my location. This was going to be fun…

My smirk widened.

"…Or perhaps…" I started.

"You have finally for some 'unknown' inexplicable reason, started feeling guilty!" I said with a cackle, "Why would I be feeling guilty?!" he yelled, looking around.

"You know very well what I'm talking about; you see Jack, you think you bring joy and fun to every place you go. But ah…" I grinned,

"…The torture, pain, suffering and dread that fills up the hearts of the weak, the poor, the unlucky…" I could see Jack narrow his eyes, "What are you saying?" he snapped, I stepped from the shadows behind him.

Jack spun around to face me, "Tell me Jack; how many have died so you can have a little fun?" I asked, raising my eyebrows expectantly. For a moment I saw a flicker of horror flash across his eyes, he gave a shocked expression and his relaxed his composure, as he set his staff down.

Now I have him… I thought. This is going entertaining…

"How many have frozen to death in their own homes, or out in the blistering cold while you rushed off laughing bringing that dreadful cold to some other poor soul? How many have been left lifeless in the streets because they had too few layers of clothing on their bodies, while you flew off without a care…?"

He slowly straightened out, and his arms dropped to his sides, I could see this hit him where it hurt, but I was just getting started…this was going to tear him apart;

"And… How many children have been left fatherless, motherless, or even worse; orphaned right before Christmas because the roads… The roads were too slippery?"

He clenched his jaw and was about to yell again, but my eyes glinted with sadistic amusement as I smirked, "Just like what you did to Skyler… that fateful night…"

Jack's eyes widened with utter horror, he let out a sharp breath, and looked down at the ground, his eyes darting around, trying to process my words. He took slow heavy breaths and he started to tremble.

That's what I wanted to see.

His mouth opened and closed, like a fish out of water, but was finally able to manifest his words,

"That was…her…?"

He asked in a hushed voice, not looking up from the ground. "Ah…so you remember…?" excellent….

I teleported behind him and leered over his shoulder, "Yes, Jack. It was Skyler you saved that night, all those years ago; you wanted to have a little fun as usual, so you froze over the roads, just as her family came around the corner, you hoped in the middle of it; right in front of them." Jack began shaking violently, "Stop it…" he growled in a low voice, but I wasn't done yet, "Skyler was still alive when they all fell into that frozen lake, her parents, unfortunately weren't so lucky. But miraculously; she was out of the car, still alive, but, she fell through thin ice…" Jack tensed, "Ring a bell?" I asked. He whirled around as I retreated back into the shadows. "…However, you saved her before she drowned." I said, still smirking.

"But what makes this even more enjoyable; is that Skyler doesn't even remember." Jack frantically started looking around for me.

"How would she feel if she found out you were the one responsible for her parents' deaths? That you were the one who made her suffer years of being neglected, unloved, and miserable?"

"Shut up…!"

"Tell me Jack; do you really want to live a lie; having your closest friend look up to the reason for her suffering?"

"Aaaaaarrrrrhhhhgggg!" Jack charged at me, staff in hand, but I quickly dodged him and, I raised my scythe, swinging it in his direction, he ducked and came at me again. We chased each other through the trees.

Jack and I crossed weapons again, slicing, zapping, and ducking. Jack charged at me once more, and then I swung my scythe, hitting his side with the back of it.

The force threw him back against a tree and crumpled to the ground. My Nightmares surrounded us as I had Jack cornered.

He staggered to his feet, gripping his side which was starting to darken. He leaned his hand against the tree, breathing heavily.

His legs trembled as he tried to hold himself up, he shot me a weak scowl, "Is…is that all you got…?" he rasped.

I sneered at him and hit him with the butt of my scythe, knocking him over on his back, and dropping his staff across from him.

He reached for it, but I stomped on his wrist, stopping him, he grunted in pain, and I pressed the top of my scythe's blade against his throat.

"Tsk. Such a shame that you will die before she sees you again…but since I'm being generous; I'll let you die the hero she thinks you are." He tried to wrench himself from under me, but he was too weak to do so, I feigned a disappointed frown, "And you would have made a great partner too…" I lifted my Scythe over my head to finish him off, "This is the end for you, Jackson Overland Frost."

Clank!

"Augh!" I exclaimed, as my scythe was flung out of my hands and the blade stabbing into the ground.

Shwoomf!

I looked over to it, and stared with a baffled expression. Right next to my scythe was a white arrow. But not an ordinary one; it looked as if it was made of white sand.

My eyes widened, "What…?"

Suddenly, one by one; my Nightmares were being destroyed by and unseen force, exploding into black sand. My head snapped in every direction, completely astounded and confused by what was happening. I looked closely and saw for only a moment, just a glimpse of a white tipped whip that moved at a supernatural speed that I couldn't even keep up with it as it destroyed my Fearlings.

Jack seemed just as confused as I was. Had one of his Guardian friends come to help him—?

WASHAAK!

"AAck!" I was thrown against a tree when a whip wrapped around my waist and yanked me off of Jack, with such force, that at first I thought it was Sandy who assaulted me. then I grabbed me again and started tossing me around like a ragdoll.

Tree.

Tree.

Ground.

Sky.

Tree.

Ground.

Up.

Down.

Side.

Side.

And finally I was thrown to the ground with a loud crash. I grunted in pain and coughed a few times as slowly I staggered to my feet, rubbing my head which was now throbbing horribly.

I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, which crunched against the snow with each slow step that came towards me. I breathed heavily and slowly looked up to see my attacker.

My eyes widened. There standing before me was a young woman wearing a long white jacket held together by a brown leather belt along with a peaked hood that covered her eyes , and long, blue tinted, fairy-like wings which were pointed upwards in an assertive defiance.

She loomed over me, I couldn't see her eyes but I could feel her venomous glare burning into me. Who was she…?

"You've made a big mistake, Pitch…" she said in a calm voice, but her words held a lethal venom.

For a brief moment, I felt nervous, but then I smirked, and gave a short chuckle, "And who might be the one address—?"

I was cut short when she pointed the tip of her sword at my throat, I leaned away, startled slightly by the quick action.

I heard he scoffs, "You really don't know? My, my, and I thought you'd be smarter than this Pitch." She said in a mocking tone. I narrowed my eyes.

"How about I jog your memory?" she used her free hand and reached up to her masking hood and threw it back,

My eyes widened with shock, "W-what—?!"

Brown eyes, which blazed with sheer rage and anger, met mine, her rosy lips pressed together in a thin, angry line. Her beautiful thick raven hair was put into a side braid which cascaded down her right shoulder, and her olive skin looked pale against the moon's light.

"S-Skyler…?! What are you doing here?! I thought I told you to stay—!"

"Jack; let me save your sorry little butt first, and then I'll deal with you later. So shut the heck up, and let me do my freaking job!" She turned back to me, still scowling.

"Y-you…" I hissed, not believing what I was seeing. She smirked, but it lacked any kind of mirth. This wasn't the same, timid little girl I faced once before. This girl was fierce, strong, and wasn't going to back down easily.

"Yeah. It's me…" she hissed back venomously. She inched her blade closer to my throat.

"Your 'weak minded, sweet, little Dreamer…'" she quoted what I had said.

"Now; Where is Jamie…?" she demanded.

I paused for a moment, and smiled.

"Hm…you kept your word, so I will keep mine by letting you see him…" I snapped my fingers and shadows began to consume us, "Skyler…! NO—!" Jack staggered to his feet and ran towards us, but the darkness surrounded us completely, cutting him off. I looked down at Skyler who still had scowl twisting her features, but her eyes contrasted from her face. Instead of showing anger, sadness took its place.

This was going to be fun…

Skyler P.O.V.

After a few moments, the shadows retreated and I found myself in a vast, dark cave that looked like a cross between a cemetery and an abandoned prison, as metal cages hung dangerously on the ceiling above us. "Where are we?" I demanded, I turned to Pitch, "My lair." He said simply, smiling smugly at me, as if he knew something I didn't (which I guess was a lot of things, but you get the point).

I gave him a disgusted look, "What are you smirking at? Creep…" I muttered the last part. Pitch raised an eyebrow and turned away, "You're patience is wearing thin, I see…but no matter, I have what you asked for." He snapped his fingers, his back still turned to me, and shadows began to swarm together into a shape that was about my height, and then they dissipated to revealing a boy with brown hair and eyes, his appearance looked disheveled and out of place, his eyes were wide with confusion and fear.

Our eyes met and mine widened, "Jamie…?" he gave a small gasp, "S-Skyler…? What happened to you—?"

I wrapped my arms around him tightly and held him tightly, "Jeebus…you scared the crud out of me!" I said, my face buried in his shoulder, he hugged me back just as tightly, "You've…really changed…I missed you, Skyler…" he muttered. I smiled, and for a moment, I felt relaxed.

"I'm sorry to interrupt this touching moment. But I'm afraid you and I have some business to discuss." I pulled away from Jamie, but kept a firm grip on his arm. My eyes looked at Jamie and back at Pitch, "But I would prefer to converse with you privately." He snapped his fingers again and we were surrounded by a dome of darkness, cutting Jamie off from us, I turned around, "Jamie—!" but the darkness blocked him from sight…and sound.

I slowly looked back at Pitch once again, and gripped my sword tightly, my eyes narrowed in defiance.

"What do you want to discuss…?" I asked in a slow, suspicious tone.

His smirk widened and raised his eyebrows.

"I want to make a little deal with you…"

So…I'm guessing a few of you are going 'OMG WTF just happened here?!', yes, I understand, very trippy and…somewhat depressing. But this was actually exciting for me to write…but…it made me sad when…when I had to write the truth about what happened with Jack and Skyler…

So now you know… PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! DX

And yes, I also made Skyler a bit of a badass and I'm proud of it. XD

No hate mails plezh.

~VPF

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