Hey Everyone. I hope everyone had an awesome Christmas and New Year.

I was visiting my parents for the Christmas and New Year break, which kept me occupied. However the Break from writing has helped me to refocus. So here I am with another update.

Welcome Back to "The Guardians of Winter: The King of Nightmares Returns".

Now in the last chapter we discovered: (1) Jack encourages Anna and Kristoff to continue their Wedding plans (2) The Guardians have been called to assemble at Arendelle (3) Jack fought an Ice Nightmare created by Elsa.

CAST

(In Order Of Appearance)

Characters And Voice Actors

Pitch Black - Jude Law

Icy, Witch of Ice - Mila Kunis

Darcy, Witch of Darkness and Illusion - Elizabeth Olsen

Stormy, Witch of Storms - Megan Fox

Mother Gothel - Donna Murphy

As the Trix dived down into the man-sized hole after Pitch, they felt the world around them get colder somehow. The hole became something like an endless tunnel which travelled straight down. The tunnel walls were littered with dead roots and insect husks with the occasional grain of Black sand trapped in earthy crevices.

Eventually they saw a glimmer of light below approaching them, signifying the end of the journey down into the depths. As they landed, they found themselves in an opening to a huge underground cave made out of mud and rock.

The landscape of the cavern looked slightly tilted as if it were falling off a cliff edge into an abyss. The cave was lit by candles which hung on the walls. But these candles glowed white and didn't create any heat. They were best described as Moon Candles.

From the cave ceiling hung oval barred cages which still contained the skeletons and rags of past prisoners and rivals. Almost everywhere there was stone bridges and stone staircases leading to different rooms within the lair.

However, all the bridges and staircases appeared to lead to a small rounded platform in the middle of the lair. Upon this platform was a black globe with dark grey continents displayed upon it. There were multiple white spotlights glowing from each country.

The Trix sisters cautiously entered the cave. Each one of them looked around their unusual surroundings. Pitch appeared upon an overlooking bridge, watching the Trix's every move.

"Where are we?" Icy asked.

"I bet we've been double-crossed!" Stormy accused.

"But why would he do that?" Darcy asked.

Pitch felt appalled. He decided to say something before he lost his temper. "Ah, my dear Nightmare Trix. Welcome to my Home." he announced with his voice echoing through the abandoned cave.

Stormy looked around in disgust. Did he seriously think this was a suitable accommodation for beings like her?

Icy and Darcy chose to look beyond the cold, dusty and damp interior of Pitch's home. They had nowhere to go. This was home now, for better or for worse.

Pitch continued, "This is where we shall strike from. This is base headquarters for the League of Darkness. You three will make a good addition to the cause."

Icy still didn't like to be referred to as a tool. She only just about managed to stop herself from starting an argument. Pitch smiled and continued. "For you have joined us. I will make a solemn promise to you all. You will each have your fair share of revenge upon Jack Frost," he promised.

"Who's us?" asked Stormy as her eyes scanned the lair for a second member.

Pitch clicked his fingers with one loud snap. The sound echoed bouncing off the stone walls within the cave. As the sound ceased, a door from below flung open and made contact with the stone wall emitting a thudding echo. The Trix saw nothing, which made them question if they'd heard anything at all. They looked over the edge of the platform into the utter darkness with distant candles twinkling like stars in the Night sky.

Suddenly a large mass of Grey Sand shot up in front of the Trio catching them by surprise. The sisters jerked backward causing them to stumble and fall. As the Trix watched the Sand, they noticed it was heading straight for Pitch on the overlook. Once the grey sand reached the overlook it began to swirl next to the Boogeyman, whose eyes were more fixed on the girls than the grainy cyclone next to him.

Soon an old white haired lady wearing a black dress with a grey hooded cloak which looked moth eaten, materialised within the sand. She gazed down at the Trix, she did not smile nor say anything. She just looked down at them with a scowl. As the Trio got to their feet, they couldn't help but feel judged and under minded from the old lady's scowl.

"Girls allow me to introduce to you a fellow witch, Mother Gothel. Now of course she doesn't have the powers you three possess. But she has worked for me since the beginning of time. You could say, I'd be lost without her. She is the one that helped me recover my strength after my first setback with the Guardians." Pitch introduced.

The Trix stared at the old crone. Mother Gothel glared back at the three teenage girls below.

Pitch felt an overwhelming amount of hostility in the area. "Well, introductions over, please allow me to give you a tour of your new home," said Pitch gracefully. Before Pitch could disappear down into the lower levels, Gothel grabbed his arm.

"Pitch, did you get it?" Mother Gothel asked. The Trix flew up to the overlooking platform to discover what she was referring to. They hovered in the air opposite the platform.

"As requested," he said as his Black Sand presented to her what seemed to be hair strands.

"Thank You Dear," smiled Mother Gothel. She released Pitch's arm and grabbed the strands.

"What's that?" Darcy asked.

"That is my next plan," answered Pitch.

"Some hair strands?" Icy wondered.

"Yes. But not any hair. It's hair from Jack Frost and Elsa. Gothel can use it to our advantage." Pitch explained.

"Bit of a crummy advantage if you ask me. How will that help us?" Stormy asked pointing to the hair strands.

"You shall have to wait and see." Mother Gothel replied and disappeared into a mass of Grey Sand, which then vanished back down into the darkness.

The sisters stood dumbfounded. That was a tease. Why should they of all people have to wait?

Pitch decided to continue. "Right then, let's begin the tour."

After the tour was done, and with the Trix now settling down into their new accommodations. Pitch went down to the lower levels of the lair to meet Mother Gothel. When he entered the room, he was met by the aroma of burnt spices and pungent smells. This room was more of a kitchen than a bedroom. Black soot clung onto the stone walls making the fire the only light in the middle of the room. The floor was draped with a red carpet which had been moth-eaten with soot and dirt trodden into it. There were traces of needlework and patterns on the rug which could be made out from under the dirt. The room itself had an open feel with its domed ceiling, which occasionally dripped with damp and condensation.

Pitch walked over to Gothel, who stood stirring a Cauldron of water over the fire. To the left of the Cauldron stood a large rotted table, upon it lay various ingredients and cutlery. To the right was another Cauldron which was only just coming to the boil. From what Pitch could make out, she was adding ingredients like Crows Legs, Spider Venom, Dove Wings, Deer's Blood, Fish Eyes, Frogspawn, Toadstool Mushrooms and Decomposing Leaves to the concoction.

"Yes, yes. Very good." she said as she added a Raven's Egg to the mixture. "Excellent. And now we add the hair from Elsa," she said as she casted the pale blonde strands of Elsa's hair into the mixture. As the strands made contact with the mixture, the hair singed and fizzed. Which then ended with a pop and turned the contents colour from black to red.

Before she could put the huge iron lid over the top of the bubbling concoction. Pitch grabbed a handful of ashes from the spent wood under the boiling mass and dumped it into the mixture. "Let's make this experiment worth it," he suggested. Gothel hated it when people interfered with her cooking. But she just smiled and put the lid on top of the Cauldron.

"Now while that's finishing, let's get started with the other." she said. Mother Gothel turned to the second Cauldron of bubbling water and began to add different ingredients. In this Cauldron she added Newt's Tail's, Rabbit's Blood, Bat's Wings, Duck's Fat, Pig's Heads, Snake's Venom and Whole Rats.

Gothel began to stir all the ingredients together. "Hmm, I'm missing something." she said. She left the Cauldron and walked into a medium sized room which had all the ingredients you could ever ask for. After lots of mumbling as she searched for the particular ingredient. She returned shortly with a vial of clouded liquid and added it straight to the mixture. "And a vial of horse mucus," she said. The concoction changed from grey to deep black.

"Hmm, good," she said. She then looked to Pitch, "Is there anything you wish to add dear?"

Pitch held out his hand over the Cauldron and dropped a handful of his Black Sand into the mixture. "Ah, good, now we add the hair from Jack Frost." she said as she released the strands of wintery white hair into the concoction. The lid was then applied to the top of the bubbling Cauldron, "Now that needs to keep bubbling for 60 minutes," she said to Pitch.

"Good, while that's happening. I need to send our new guests on a mission. So please excuse me," he said and disappeared into a mass of Black Sand which then proceeded to fly out of the room.

Darcy stood on the central platform which had the dark grey globe upon it. She was curious about the purpose of the glowing lights which littered every continent. Pitch materialised behind her with the intent to scare her.

Darcy looked up from the globe, "Hello Pitch."

The Boogeyman was shocked. "Now, how did you know?"

Darcy turned to face him, "My power is the same as yours. I can sense fear. Your little gift to me and my sisters seems to have amplified my abilities."

Pitch put his hands behind his back and bowed modestly. "You are welcome, my lady."

Darcy smiled and turned back to the globe. "What do these lights mean?"

"Those lights represent everyone who believes in the Guardians." Pitch replied.

Darcy took a closer look to study the lights, "So for your plan to work. You need all of these lights out."

Pitch nodded, "Indeed. I am glad you're here Darcy. I was going to come and find you anyway."

"Really?" she asked. "Why not Icy or Stormy?"

"Because you are the most mature. Now as I understand your powers consist of the abilities of manipulation and exploitation," he enquired.

"Yes, that is true." she replied.

"And you can also disguise yourself as anyone," he wondered.

"Yep," she said. She demonstrated this ability by doing a single wave passed her face. As the face was covered by a glowing purple hand, there was a flash. Then as the hand passed it revealed that Darcy's face had changed to Icy's.

"Impressive," he said.

Darcy waved her hand back across her face and her face return back to normal.

"Darcy, I am going to send you on an undercover mission to Arendelle. Your objective is to infiltrate the kingdom and await further instructions," said Pitch. Darcy was so happy she jumped up for joy twice. The thought that Pitch had chosen her instead of her sisters made her extremely happy.

"So will you take the job?" he asked.

"YES!" she yelled. "I'll do it. This is going to be exciting."

Pitch smiled. "Good Luck, My Lady of Darkness," he said as he showed her the way out. Darcy bid farewell and flew out of the cave.

Half an hour later after Pitch had sent Darcy away on her mission. Icy and Stormy arrived at the Globe where Pitch was standing with his back to them, staring intently at the glowing lights over Arendelle.

Stormy rudely interrupted Pitch's concentration. "Where's Darcy?" she asked.

Pitch kept his back turned to them.

"We can't find her anywhere." Icy added.

Pitch's back remained turned. "Oh, I have sent her away on a mission."

"Without us?!" shouted Stormy outraged.

"Why her and not any of us?!" asked Icy.

Suddenly the floor beneath the girls fractured with a bang. "SILENCE!" Pitch commanded. He turned to face the two girls with his eyes red with rage.

Icy and Stormy were shocked into silence.

"HOW DARE YOU!" he shouted. The Black Sand which had been swirling around him had tripled his size. His form now took on the shape of a large menacing shadow with pointed red eyes, staring down at Icy and Stormy.

Pitch continued. "I DO NOT BOW TO YOUR DEMANDS. YOU ARE MINE, AND YOU WILL OBEY MY WILL." Icy's and Stormy's fear began to run. "I WOULD CAST YOU OUT FOR YOUR TERRIBLE ATTITUDE TOWARDS ME!" The dark figure bellowed. The two sisters started to tremble at the thought of being casted out into an alien world of which they knew very little. "I HAD INTENDED TO SEND BOTH OF YOU OFF ON AN INDIVIDUAL MISSION EACH. BUT NOW, YOU HAVE BLOWN IT." he boomed.

Icy and Stormy dropped to their knees, "Pitch, I'm sorry." they both said grovelling at his feet.

"YOU DARE… QUESTION ME AGAIN… AND I WILL LOCK YOU BOTH INTO AN ETERNAL NIGHTMARE," he finished. The two girls didn't waste any time in agreeing that Pitch's rule was final.

The Boogeyman's Black Sand began to disperse and he started to shrink back to his normal size. "Now if I have both of your attention." he said calmly. "I will send you each on a special mission."

Icy and Stormy got up from their knees with their face's streaked with tears and dust. The Boogeyman turned to Icy first. "Now Icy. I am sending you to the Southern Isles. I want you to track down and bring back to me a Prince who goes by the name of Hans Westergaard." he instructed.

The Witch of Ice was more than happy to accept this mission. "Yes. I'll do it. Just point me in the right direction."

Pitch's body revolved around to face the Globe behind him. His pointed index finger landed upon an archipelago of Islands south east of Arendelle. "You will find him on the largest island. The black sand within you will help direct you to your target. Now good luck my Queen of Ice."

Icy left as soon as Pitch had finished. She'd rather get underway with her task before Pitch could change his mind.

Pitch stayed focused on the Globe. Stormy couldn't help but feel she was being left out. She cleared her throat in an attempt to gain his attention, but it didn't. The young sibling decided a direct approach was best. "So, is there anything I can do Master?" she wondered.

Pitch's body remained facing the Globe, but his head swivelled around to face her like an owl would. "Ah, yes my dear. Come around and I'll brief you." He said inviting her to stand next to him.

Cautiously she approached the Globe, and chose to stand at the other side of the sphere. Pitch very much creeped her out. Pitch didn't seem to take any offence, but his smile was gone. "Now my dear. Before I send you on this special mission, I need you to grow up." he snarled. Stormy's mouth dropped. How dare he presume that she was the one that needed to be the more mature. Pitch continued, "I know that you don't care about me or any of your sisters to an extent. You have this illusion that you're stronger than any of your sisters combined. That's arrogance, and that will get you killed."

Stormy closed her mouth to cease any retaliation before it had chance to escape. Was there truth in Pitch's words? Heck with it. She is who she is. With a sigh she responded to Pitch's advice. "Agreed," she obeyed.

Pitch's smile returned. "Wonderful. Now as for you. I am sending you to Weselton in Germany. There you will seek The Duke. I want you to retrieve him by any means necessary and bring him before me. Understand."

Stormy grinned. "It will be my pleasure." she said rubbing her hands together. "But, where is Germany?"

Pitch smiled and pointed to a country south of Arendelle. "Go. My Storm Queen." he said. "Prove your worth to me and fulfil this mission." Stormy flew out of the cave as soon as Pitch had finished talking.

Once alone, Pitch evaporated into a mist of Black Sand and flew back down to the lower part of the lair, where he found Mother Gothel inside her potions room. Pitch had to restrained himself from spooking her. However, Gothel spotted his shadow in the doorway.

"Everything okay dear?" she asked whilst returning items and flasks to the shelves.

"Oh… I have no patience for teenagers." he replied.

Mother Gothel laughed. "They're not easy to control once they gain minds of their own."

Pitch shrugged. "Anyway, how are you doing?" he asked.

Mother Gothel came out of the tiny room. "Come and see for yourself," she said. Gothel lead Pitch into the room where the two Cauldrons were. Pitch noticed the Cauldrons were now chained and elevated off from the ground. At the sides of the Cauldrons were two huge hinges which were fastened to the floor. These hinges would now allow the Cauldrons to tip by the lowering of the chains attached around the top. The contents of the Cauldrons would then pour into two medium sized coffins below. Each of the coffins contained a skeleton which was likely taken from one of the iron barred cages which hung from the ceiling in the main lair.

Mother Gothel walked over to a line of chains which were connected to the Cauldrons. "Everything is prepared and ready. May I proceed dear?" Gothel asked.

Pitch smiled. Everything was coming together nicely. "You may proceed." He approved.

Then with a pull and a tug of the chains, the Cauldrons started to tip over. The concoctions of each Cauldron poured into their destined coffins, filling them up and submerging the skeletons.

Once all the contents from each Cauldron had emptied into the coffins. Gothel quickly applied the lids to the coffins and nailed each one down.

"And now we wait." she smiled.

Pitch somewhat applauded her. "You do work wonders my dear."

"It's my pleas..." Before Mother could finish her sentence, she felt her strength weaken all of a sudden. Hastily, she looked at her hands and saw they were as pale as death. She collapsed to the floor panting and unable to talk. She quickly reached into her cloak and pulled out a vial of green fluid and swallowed the entire contents. Instantly her strength reappeared and her skin colour returned to pale pink. "I need that Piece of Summer. I can't continue evading death like this. I will run out of mint leave water and frogspawn juice soon. It's not worth the stress to make just to live for one day." she said picking herself up.

"But you are aware that her hair was cut and lost all of its power. She is now maybe useless to you." Pitch reminded.

"I am not convinced that the power was only concentrated in her hair. I am absolutely positive that power radiates within her." she assured. "Rest assured Pitch. I will have that Piece of Summer back in my grasp. Even if it's the last thing I do."

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