Okay, sorry for keeping you waiting. Go to wattpad. com (this won't let me put links) and read Pitch Black's Daughter (Rise of the Guardians FF) by Collie_xo and Ivy Black:Full saga(Rise of the guardians) by either Nightmare200 or IvyBlack200, those two stories have the 'evil father' Pitch kinda twist on them. They're connected to, yeah. I like them and I HIGHLY recommend reading them. The set up on Wattpad is different than here so it might be a little hard to search them.

Oh, and you find out some secrets that Pitch and Bunny had/have been keeping from the Guardians, MIM, well, everyone basically. And this WILL affect later chapters, *hint hint* *Cough, Look at, Cough, Chapter 34, Cough* Um, slight language. 1 word, not too bad, but just to be safe.

"Someone wants to see you." Pitch guided her to the door, where Kristeen was waiting.

"Kristeen?" Phoenix fell to her knees as Kristeen ran over to her. Tears were running down each of their cheeks, and they clung to each other like they were the only thing that was real.

The Guardians were watching, Life and Death had disappeared, and Pitch was leaning the wall. Bunny looked over at him, and he swore he saw Pitch smiling, not in that evil way he had when he was trying to kill them, but in a nice, happy father way. As soon as it came, the smile was gone when Pitch realized Bunny was watching. The two sisters were still hugging when Bunny felt something was off. "I got to go check something," Bunny said, turning to North, "something's off."

North nodded, and Bunny disappeared into one of his tunnels. After about 5 minutes of running through the mazes, he came to a stop, slowly smelling the air. "No, it can't be." He ran faster, going to a dead end, looking behind him before wiping moss off of the stone in front of him. He slowly traced a pattern, and the stone door opened. He hesitated, stepping in, closing the door behind him.

He grabbed a lantern from the wall, and lit the candle inside. Carefully, having to walk on his hind paws, he walked down the old mossy steps. He groaned as it got hotter and more humid, making his fur stick to him. Once he was at the bottom of the stair case, he walked down another maze of tunnels, and it was well over 150˚F. Once at the end of the maze, it was back to around 80s, 90s or so. Bunny walked more, to a cell at the end of the tunnel.

He sniffed slightly, his ears twitching. "So nice of you to come and see me." The voice was like venom, but there was a tint of amusement.

"I'm here to make sure that you no good, mind twisting, liar didn't get out. The usual reasons I come down here." Bunny growled, turning away.

"Ah," there was a hint of a smirk in his voice. "You haven't told the Guardians," the man purred, amused. "You haven't told them about all your skeletons that are BURSTING from that 'closet' you have. How's it feel, having to keep such a huge secret from the people you trust the most, and having to share it with your groups greatest enemy? Just waiting to tell them, as slowly, and painlessly as possible. The fact that you're keeping an innocent man hostage in one of your tunnels."

"You're far from innocent, and you're never going to escape, so I won't have to tell them."

"Oh, contra, I WILL get out, especially with all that anger going around," there was a rattle of chains, and a slam as the man inside the cell hit the door making Bunny jump, not expecting him to hit the door, "And when I do," he growled. "I'm going to raise all kinds of iadul on you, your Guardians, Pitch, and your Precious Phoenix."

Bunny growled, "You touch any of them, and-"

"And what?" The man sneered, "Kill me, while anger fuels you? The more people get angry, the more powerful I get, and the sooner I will break out. Now tell me, are you more pissed at Jack for kissing your girl, or at the fact that you had pushed her away with a single statement, or that she doesn't want you anymore, just like one of those sluts that leaves a guy when they're done with them?" An evil grin/sneer formed on his face as the Pooka refused to answer, walking away.

The prisoner's dark chuckles echoed through the tunnels.

Bunny walked out of the 'dungeon', turning and closing the door, jumping when someone behind spoke. "What were you doing in there?" Pitch forced the Pooka to look at him. "You went to talk to him."

"He tricked me, making me think that he had gotten out."

Pitch sighed, motioning for Bunny to walk with him. "Aster, you can't let him get to you. You know what happened when did that with me." They reached the Warren. "Put him out of your mind, don't even think or go back to the times he was out. If you do, you'll get pissed, and he'll get out." Pitch turned, looking at Bunny's green eyes for a long time.

Bunny's eyes finally met Pitch's black and gold ones. "We can't let our hundreds of years of work go to waste. If he gets out, he will kill everyone, or worse. You, me, the Guardians," his voice dropped, "Phoenix." Bunny nodded. "And the Guardians CAN NOT find out about this. It's not a topic to be thought about or discussed. Is that clear?"

"Crystal."

"Is what clear?" North stepped out of the sleigh, looking at the two.

"Nothing that you have to worry about. It's not important." Pitch covered, leaning against a tree, messing with some nightmare sand.

"I don't believe you," North said, looking to Bunny, "Bunny, what's going on. You're acting a little off."

"N-Nothin, Pitch and I were just talking." Bunny said, picking up an egg as it bumped into him.

"Bout what?"

"Just past stuff, things I don't want to talk about." Bunny ended it there, sitting down, painting the egg in his hand.

"Well, we just came because we wanted to see what you thought of Phoenix's Foster parents." Tooth flew over to Bunny, looking at the egg. Bunny stopped painting, holding it close so she couldn't see.

"I don't like them, somethings off with them."

"I think so too." Pitch said, stepping away from the tree, "I think I've met them before. Years ago, well hundreds of years ago." Pitch paused, thinking, "They could, no, well, maybe."

"Could, no, well, maybe, What?" Jack looked frustrated.

"They could be halfers." Pitch looked at them. "They're neither dead or alive, mortal or immortal. They're the in-between. Some, as in other 'Spirits' or fairies, say that they're cursed, buy a guy that I'm not going to name since he could hear."

"Wait, he's here?" The Guardians looked nervous.

"No, but he knows if he's being talked about." Pitch glanced around. "And if you think what I did before," He chuckled darkly, "that's kiddy compared to what he can and will do." Pitch flicked a piece of grass off his 'robe' thing. "And you're going to need more than just a few kids and some luck to beat him, should you ever fight him. He nearly had an entire race wiped out, save for one."

"And who's that one?"

"I'm not saying it's a, touchy, subject for the two of us." There was shaking, and Pitch fell over, along with the rest of the guardians. "Is this normal?" Pitch said, slowly getting to his feet.

"No," Bunny's ears flicked side to side. "Run."

"What?" Everyone looked at him confused.

"Someone's flooding the warren," water started to rush toward them, "RUN!" As they all ran, they grabbed all the eggs they could, North grabbing his bag and slipping the eggs in there, Jack grabbing the eggs with his staff, putting them in the bag also, freezing the water that got to close to an egg. Pitch had nightmares 'swallowing' the eggs running ahead, getting more. Bunny was running, yelling at the eggs to get to the surface, grabbing the ones falling behind. "NORTH GET THEM OUT OF HERE!" All the statues stayed where they were, since they were rock.

One egg got confused at what was going on, and started to run from Bunny toward the rock door. "Crickey." Bunny grabbed it, but seeing that there wasn't any other way out but to the door. He quickly did the pattern and opened the door, slamming it closed he leaned against it putting his head on his knees, holding the eggs he had close to him, keeping them warm in the cold darkness.

(The Guardians)

"Where's Bunny?" Jack looked around. He had managed to freeze the water around them, just enough so that they had some time to figure out how to get out.

"I don't know." Pitch looked around. "And I don't like being in close spaces with him." Pitch pointed at Sandy. Sandy picked that Pitch wasn't the best company either. "Now, if you want, I can get you out of here, but I don't think that you would like my travel."

"Well, unless North has a snow globe, I think we should." North shook his head.

"No snow globes."

"Then it's settled." The ice was cracking, and drops of water escaped as Pitch took the shadows, using his shadow transportation, took them to the Pole. "I'm going back for Bunny."

"And you tried to kill us." Jack said, leaning against the wall.

"I was pissed. My daughter didn't believe in me, only you, so I went to extremes to get her attention." With that Pitch stepped back to the shadows, disappearing.

(Bunny)

Bunny was still leaning against the rock door, holding the eggs close keeping them warm with his body heat. He had fallen asleep, his heart aching knowing that someone had killed hundreds eggs and that he would have to find a way to empty the warren of the water that had flooded it.

"I have to say, this is very, very exciting. The Big Four, all in one place. I'm a little starstruck." He couldn't bring himself to hate Pitch as much as he should. He couldn't, even though Pitch was more then likely trying to kill all of them. "Did you like my show on the Globe, North? Got you all together, didn't I?"

"Pitch! You have 30 seconds to return my fairies!"

"Why are you doing this?" Time to test my acting, Bunny thought, faking to be pissed off.

"Maybe I want what you have. To be believed in. Maybe I'm tired of hiding under beds!"

"Maybe that's where you belong!"

"Go suck an egg, Rabbit. Hang on. Is that Jack Frost? Since when are you all so chummy?"

"We're not."

"Oh, Good. A neutral party. Then I'm going to ignore you. But you must be used to that by now."

That set me off, "Pitch, you shadow-sneaking ratbag, come here!"

Pitch appeared in to Bunny's left, and was about to wake the Pooka up when Bunny twisted, shifting slightly.

"Tess," Bunny curled up tighter, almost smashing the eggs.

"Wake up." Pitch poked him, but got no response. "Wake. Up." He poked Bunny with each word. Resorting to the last thing, Pitch smacked the Pooka across the face, but he didn't even flinch. Pitch groaned, taking Bunny with him back to the Pole.

"Pitch." Jack flew down from one of the pedestals, and everyone else walked in.

"Your Rabbit friend isn't waking up, I even tried slapping him," Pitch smirked slightly, "It was actually quite satisfying to do that." He shook his head, clearing the thought, "Anyway, he's not waking up, or even responding, watch." Pitch slapped him again, but there wasn't even a movement of his head. Bunny was like a statue.