Anything italicized is someone's thought bubble or they're singing
The moon shined bright as Oracle looked at it in the brightening sky. Kids were starting to wake up and were getting ready to open their presents from Santa, while some got ready for Christmas services at their church. Christmas was just about over and North was still a busy mess with helping his fellow Guardians find Dottie. They were all in North's crafting room, discussing what to do, while Oracle stayed by the Globe. Thankfully all the lights were still shinning bright on the globe, showing all the kids still believed in the childhood myths. She grinned as some of them twinkled before it fell, feeling fear rise up her spine.
"What a lovely sight, huh Oracle." The sinister voice of Pitch spoke up, making her spin around and look at him with surprise. "I'm sure you're thinking why I'm here."
"You got that right." Oracle said with venom in her voice.
"I've come to help defeat Indigo." He said as he walked towards her with such a regal baring, you'd think he was a prince in another life. His arms behind his back as he walked.
"Why should I trust you?" She asked with anger now showing in her eyes before feeling a cold breeze blow through, making her look over to see Jack standing there alone.
"Because he saved me in that dream, or nightmare, when I passed out earlier." Jack said, making Pitch smirk over at Oracle.
"Why would he do that?" Oracle asked as she stared daggers over at the Nightmare King.
"You know, can I ask that too?" Jack asked, curious to why himself.
Pitch sighed as he walked over to the fireplace and watched the fire dance on the logs like they rehearsed it. "Before I became Pitch Black, I was a general, named Kozmotis." Pitch began, making Jack's eyes widen at this knowledge. "I had a wife, and a daughter named Emily Jane. She was the light of my world...until..."
"Until what?" Oracle asked, surprised herself.
"Until fear took control of me. I'm a victim of it too. It's what made me like this, and my wife is long gone."
"What about your daughter?" Jack asked concerned. He never thought he'd be concerned about Pitch's past, but he was.
"She grew up to become, who we all know as, Mother Nature." Pitch answered as he turned around, seeing the Guardians there now, which made him sigh in defeat.
"We had no idea..." Tooth began with sorrow in her voice.
"I don't need your sympathy!" Pitch spat at them. "I've learned to live with the fact that, she no longer looks at her father with wonder."
"So?" Bunny asked as he flipped his boomerang in the air, catching it moments later.
"The point is, I know what it's like to be separated from those you love. I've lived that way my whole life."
"Can you show us where Dottie is?" Jack asked. He finally accepted the fact that Pitch might not have been all that bad after all. Boy, would it be something if he got to see his little girl again.
"I can. But I must warn, Indigo not only can use blue Nightmare sand, but can use magic." Pitch began. "She put Dottie in a deep sleep. I can't even find the counter spell!"
"Dang it!" Jack yelled out worry as he brushed his hand through his white hair.
"Wait...that's just like the story you told me about, Jack! That fairytale!" Farah yelled with excitement.
"What fairytale?" Jack asked as he leaned up against the control panel behind him.
"The one you read to me when we were alive! Sleeping Beauty!" Jack perked up at that title. Sleeping Beauty was also one of Dottie's favorite stories as well. He just remembered that as he pushed himself off of the control panel and looked at her.
"That's Dottie's favorite book." He said, as Pitch grinned for a short while. Seeing the light in Jack's eyes, he now knew what he was like. He cared for other, especially kids, he was respectful, and he was most of all fun. He also remembered having that same light in his eyes whenever he saw his wife and daughter.
"Remember how Briar Rose got woken up from her deep sleep?" Farah asked with hope, as Jack thought for a moment. His eyes lit up when it clicked in his brain.
"Take me to her, Pitch." He finally said as Pitch nodded to him.
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Indigo appeared in the forest near the tower, trying to calm herself down from the defeat she got from Pitch and Jack. She wasn't expecting him to turn on her like that. Especially since he even said they were allies. Now they were enemies.
"I'm such an idiot." She said as she made blue sparkles go around her fingers. "Never trust the Nightmare King. He'll betray you." And with that, she shot the sparkles down to the ground, turning them to blue smoke. It rose and circled around Indigo like a snake choking its prey. Soon it bursted in every direction and in Indigo's place was Dottie Meadows.
Her eyes were closed for a moment before she opened them to reveal them to be red instead of teal green and smirked evilly. "My original plan takes affect now." She said as she disappeared in blue smoke, not knowing that a deep purple haired boy had watched the whole thing.
"Oh boy." He said as his dark eyes showed concern for the Winter Spirit. But soon he saw Jack and Pitch flying in the air towards Indigo's tower, making the boy look at the tower, seeing blue sand wolves guarding it up in the air. "And this can't be good." He said as he ran out from hiding to warn them. "Jack!" He called making both the flying spirits stop and look to see the boy waving at them.
"Damien?" Jack said as he flew down to the purple haired man and landed on the ground with Pitch right behind him.
"First off, why the heck in all things holy are you working with Pitch?" The boy, Damien, asked with surprise.
"I'm surprised you don't like me. We are both dark people, you know." Pitch said with a smirk.
"I'm not all dark!" Damien yelled.
"He's helping me find Dottie. What's up?" Jack asked impatiently.
"Indigo has guard wolves in the sky. If you go there, you'll get attacked."
"Dang it." Pitch exclaimed. "I forgot...she's a little too smart for my liking."
"How do you suppose we get passed her wolf army?" Jack asked as he looked at Pitch.
"I could turn them into my nightmares, but she'll know if I do." Pitch answered.
"How?!" Damien yelled in surprise.
"She just knows, okay?!" Pitch yelled back. "I don't need the Spirit of Death questioning me at this moment!"
"I was just asking!"
"ANYWAY...!" Jack screamed, getting their attention. "...let's find a way quickly! I'm not losing Dottie again!"
Pitch sighed as he created a bunch of nightmares behind him and smirked. "Very well. Give me a few seconds." He said before flying off into the sky and towards the tower Dottie was in.
"I thought she'd know." Jack said with his thumb and pointer finger on the bridge of his nose.
"Change of mind." Damien said. "You know, I can see why Agatha's mad at Dottie."
"Oh yeah? Why?"
"Because she took you." Jack looked at him before sighing in defeat.
"Agatha Miller was obsessed with me back in 1712." He began. "And when I announced to my mom and sister that Dottie and I were engaged, I knew she heard."
"She was broken." Damien said. "I was there when she died. And even though Agatha died and became Indigo Azul, she still held resentment towards Dottie, or in 1712's case, Dorothy Aldridge."
"Because she had me."
"Yeah."
"Stupid to still be obsessed like that."
"I know." Damien sighed as he made a sphere in his hand and threw to the side lightly, which made it grow bigger, to the size of a human body. The scene of Agatha Miller dying cut Jack to the core. He didn't know that's how she died. All he knew was that Dorothy told him she was dead and that was that.
"Wow...stupid lumbers, not knowing she was there." Jack said to himself.
"Keep watching, Jack." Damien said as the sphere grew a bit bigger, showing more of the scene.
"AGATHA!" A sweet female voice spoke up in the air before running in and kneeling down to the unconscious form that was Agatha Miller. Jack watched for a while before realizing who it was near Agatha. The scene had shifted then and showed who it was immediately as she yelled for help.
"That's Dorothy!"
"She's the one who found Agatha's body." Damien began. "But Indigo doesn't know that."
"Dorothy...she was trying to save her?"
"That's how your fiancé was, Jack. She saw the good in people and didn't expect things in return." The Spirit of Death looked over at Jack again as the scene faded away, as well as the sphere. "She's a good person."
Jack grinned at the thought of Dottie, when they were alive, helping others and doing the right thing. His eyes even lit up at the thought. "That's why I fell for her." With that, Pitch came floating back, with twice the amount of nightmares in his arsenal than he did leaving to fight.
"That takes care of that. But we won't have much time. She'll be back shortly." Pitch said with his arms crossed over his chest.
"I thought you said it would only take you a few seconds." Damien smirked at his remark, making the Nightmare King glare at him.
"Shut up." He said before Jack flew off towards the tower and through the window, with Pitch appearing in the shadows alongside Damien.
The Winter Spirit looked over and saw Dottie, laying on the bed, with her hands folded on her stomach and her gown dropping off the side. She looked peaceful just laying there, and it also helped that her hair was a lot like Aurora's from Disney's version of Sleeping Beauty. She looked like the real thing. Only piece missing was her tiara.
"Dottie!" Jack called as he ran up to her, dropping his staff next to him and kneeling on one knee next to her. Her lips were parted some, like she was awaiting a kiss. He took her hand into his and held it to his chest.
"I'm here, Dot." Jack said with a smile. He began to lean in and placed a sweet kiss on her lips. It was quick, but affective, for Dottie woke up with a gasp, making Jack smile with excitement.
She looked over at him and smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug, making him hug her right back.
"You came!" She yelled with excitement.
"Of course I came." Jack said as he pulled away, but kept her in his arms. "I love you."
Dottie smiled as she leaned in and kissed him, with him kissing her back, for the first in over 300 years. And just like back then...they still felt sparks.
