I haven't been here for a long time. I've actually gotten better at writing in that time. Still this is fan fiction, don't expect much. I hope everyone reading is safe out there. I actually tried to make this four pages. I hope I did an okay job. Enjoy the read.
We made it back to Kayla's friends with no issue. Jack was with them, apparently they could see them and he had already explained everything to them.
"Kayla, you're alright!" cried the doctor.
"Jack here has been telling us about the boogeyman's plans," said the elf warrior. "Kayla why didn't you tell us your dad fought the boogeyman before?"
"Not that I never believed him, but I figured you guys wouldn't as it sounds pretty unbelievable."
"It sounds like something I'd make up," I said. "But that's what makes it amazing.
"Who said that?" said the doctor.
"They can hear me?" I asked amazed.
"Can you see her?" asked Kayla.
"Not really," said the elf warrior. Jack grimaced.
"As I was explaining everything I tried telling them who you were and that you were helping us; their minds are open to you, but the idea of you is too big for their minds to wrap around."
"I guess it's not going to be easy," I claimed. "If it was I would have been believed in years ago."
"We don't know anything about you," said the elf.
"I make illusions. I make mirages, eye-corner hallucinations, cloud pictures, frost flowers, fog shapes, I make nature seem alive, I make people see things and give them ideas."
"I don't get it," said the doctor.
"Of course you wouldn't, miss doctor-scientist." I was a little bitter. Why did this have to be hard?
"I don't get either," said the elf.
"Gah," I said in frustration, throwing my arms up in the air…not that they could see it.
"Give them time, Ema," said Jack. "They might come around."
"I'll try explaining to them who you are so you can better protect them," said Kayla.
"Oh right," said the elf terrified, "we're relying on her."
"Kayla you just met me," I said turning to her, "what could you possibly explain to them that I couldn't?"
"I believe in you, that means I have a basic idea of who you are. I'll just explain that to them in a way they can understand." Was that the problem? Was I out of touch with the kids? I am technically an old lady.
"Alright then," I said, "but at the same time…"
"We're a little occupied with something bad," said Jack panicked as street lights started going out. I gazed at the darkness beginning to encroach on us. I did promise to battle the darkness at its source, but not at the cost of these kids.
"We gotta go now!" I grabbed Kayla by the arm. I noticed there were three kids and two of us. I can't make speedy retreats for people who didn't believe in me.
"Jack, gather up the doctor and the elf and follow me!" I put Kayla on my back and bounced off, jumping onto invisible floating platforms. As I left, I heard her friends shout after me.
"We have names you know," cried the elf.
"Please don't ditch us," cried the doctor.
I looked behind me. Jack had frozen the platforms I left behind. I arranged them into stairs. Jack and the kids quickly ran up them.
"Ema fay did this?" cried the Elf.
"I thought she only made illusions," cried the doctor.
"The stairs are invisible," cried Kayla. "She made them because she needed them."
"And they were fun," I added.
"And they were fun," she said.
"So she plays around with her environment," asked the doctor.
"Pretty much," I said.
"But what about illusions, and clouds, and frost ferns, those are on a different level than this?" asked the elf.
"And ideas," said the doctor, "she said she made ideas. That doesn't have to do with this either."
"Now I'm getting confused about who I am," I said, making sparks and mismatched colours appear. "Stop it."
"We still don't get you though," said the doctor, as they reached us,
"A question for a later date," I said as I started running across the roof tops.
"Why are we up high, Ema?" asked Jack.
"I don't know," I admitted. "My first thought was get off of the ground so Pitch couldn't corner us."
"That's a fair practice," said Kayla. "But there's barely any ground up here. How will we keep our footing?"
"We can fly Ema, they can't," said Jack.
"I know that!" I said panicked.
"You could fly but you still chose to go up stairs?" said the doctor. "Flying would be faster."
"There's just no rhyme or reason to what you do is there?" said the Elf. I hated that they were pointing this out; I almost didn't want them to be my believers.
"Ema's a little weird and out there, and I guess she is a little crazy," said Jack. "It's a good kind of crazy, a craziness that's wild but you can trust it." We were running out of roof, and the shadow was closing in.
"So, Ema makes things appear even if they're not there or shouldn't be," asked the doctor.
"She's a trickster," said the elf.
"The good kind," I said annoyed. I set Kayla down. "I was hoping to flag the guardians. When are they coming?"
"They should be here soon," said Jack.
"Not soon enough," I said, starting to turn a little pale. I noticed this as did he.
"What's that colour mean?" said Kayla.
"I'm just pale," I said. "In honesty, I haven't gotten new powers just motivation and a believer, and I've never beaten him before."
"You'll be strong if we're here," said Kayla. "I believe in you."
"That is great, Kayla," I said. "Really encouraging, gives me a boost…but not a huge one." I made a slide. "Freeze this Jack."
"Pale means you're scared doesn't it?" asked the doctor.
"You change colours based on your feelings?" asked the elf.
"And other things," I said. "I'm very expressive." Jack finished freezing the slide. "Go down the slide!" I pushed Kayla, and down she went.
"You two as well," said Jack. They looked down at the slide, and then back at the dark shadow approaching us, five feet away, now four. They quickly skedaddled down that slide, man I am old.
Jack jumped down to join them. I would have followed suit, but the shadow knocked me onto my front, knocking the wind out of me for a moment. Pitch had caught up. I could see the alleyway, but I could hardly move. I heard Pitch's voice.
"Frightening night, isn't it? How lovely…almost as if this night was made for me." Jack put an arm in front of the kids, and I was trying to keep an eye out for where Pitch was.
"The King of the Nightmares, the Nightmare King, on this night of terror having free reign." All I could see was his shadow circling them. Where are you?
"It's amazing how people could come up with a holiday because of their fear. This day was made because people feared what they couldn't see but believed was there, calling them demons. To appease such creatures they would give them treats, as so they would not pull tricks on them. Children would disguise themselves as these demons to obtain these treats; on the night they believed demons were their strongest. They threw caution to the wind because their sweet tooth's, deciding to ignore and relish in the fear that people had, the fear of the collective on that night." Nightmares had started to surround the group, but where was pitch.
"The demons mere presence provides a sense of ecstasy, where people can relish in the fear of others for their own enjoyment. They become like demons themselves." Was this his plan, make us feel bad about our decisions as human beings?
"They're not demons," said Jack defensively. "They're having fun, what's wrong with that?"
Pitch laughed. "Of course you would say that Jack. All fun is fine in your book. No wonder you're such good friends with Ema. She's chaotic in her terms of fun. She pulls many tricks herself buts gets no treats to make her stop. She might become quite a handful."
"That's not going to work Pitch," said Jack. "You tried to make me turn on her before, but you were just twisting the truth to your own ends."
"Ema does the same and yet you adore her." I think I get it. Pitch is jealous of me, and covetous of me.
"Ema's a good person," said Kayla. "Unlike you!"
"How adorable," said Pitch, "she went and got herself her first believer. Where is she now?"
"She's not here?" cried the doctor.
"Where is she?" cried the elf.
"And two somewhat believers," said Pitch. He appeared menacingly in front of the group. Now was my chance. I pulled out my sword, jabbed it into the roof next to me, and used it to pull myself up.
"See what good belief does you," mocked Pitch. "You think you're so safe, with a single guardian, an un-honest Fay being, and look at yourselves: A fairy, an elf, and a doctor. Not so frightening, it's practically inviting me to have my fun with you."
"You want vengeance on me Pitch," said Jack. "Leave them out of this!"
"My friends don't have anything to do with this," cried Kayla. "Leave them alone!"
"How noble, how brave, unfortunately for you that doesn't interest me. I have no more power over Jaimie Bennett, but I'll take what I can to make you writhe, Jack Frost." I nocked an arrow at Pitch, hitting him in the shoulder. This surprised him; I then jumped down with my sword, cutting through the darkness with a gallant gleaming glow, just like I promised Alice. I stood up with a cold glare in my eyes towards Pitch. I twirled my sword, and sheathed it back in my quiver.
"Ema Fay," I heard Doctor and Elf say behind me. I turned my head slightly to give them a smile, and then focused my attention on Pitch Black.
What a conclusion to this chapter! Awesome, suspenseful, and funny. I think I did pretty well. We are reaching our climax, but right now we are at a slightly dark spot, but also hopeful. If you come up with names for Kayla's friends I'll gladly consider, just a reminder: the elf is Black, the doctor is of Asian ethnicity, probably Chinese, also they are in Maine of the United States if those facts help. Until next time...
-AdmiringRoseBlossom11