Wendy woke up again to crying and she soon found out that it was Peter after she lit her lamp. She walked over to him and crouched to try and see his face.

"Why are you crying again?" She asked curiously. She noticed that he was alone and she briefly wondered where Aral was, before he quickly wiped his tears away and jumped to his feet.

"I wasn't crying," Wendy heard him tell her.

She had to force herself to not smile as she saw that his eyes were red from the crying.

"Where's your pixie?" Wendy asked him.

"She's off gathering a certain kind of flower petal," Peter told her.

She took notice that he still didn't smile. She did, in an attempt to comfort him, and laughed as he tried so hard to look bold.

"I can't go back to Neverland, Peter," Wendy told him again. "I want to grow up and pass on the belief that you showed me."

"I know Wendy," Peter said, his voice sounding sad. "But that's not why I'm here."

"Why then?" She questioned gently.

"I lost my powers," She heard him confess.

She was concerned now, and wondered what happened to cause him to lose his magic. The world needed Peter Pan. To discover that the boy couldn't fly and create more belief was bad, she decided.

"How?" She asked after a moment.

"I didn't know it," Peter told her. "But Aral's evil. I don't know when she became that, but I lost my powers when I listened to her."

She waited for him to continue, but when she saw that he wasn't going to, she pressed him further, "What did you do?"

"I battled the Guardians," Peter told her. "And I almost killed Bunny."

Wendy covered her mouth in horror. She didn't know how bad Aral was, she had only the feeling that there was something off about the pixie, and that she wasn't like at all by Aral. But at the revelation, the girl realized that Peter came to her for help. She noticed that the Moonlight shone brightly into her room and she decided that she would help.

"If I help," Wendy said loudly. "Will Peter be forgiven?"

"I don't think-" He started to say, but she put a finger to his lips and looked to her window. Then suddenly she looked back at him and frowned

"I know what we have to do," Wendy told him. "You have to destroy Aral."

Peter sighed heavily and nodded, "I know. But I can't do it by myself, I love her too much."

"Peter, I believe in you," Wendy told him. "I know that you can do what is necessary, even if it means that you have to do the hard things."

Peter looked at her and suddenly felt her kiss him on his forehead. That done, he then saw her pull back and smile at him, "I gave you a real kiss."

Peter gasped slightly and she gently pushed him back towards the window, as his heart felt like it was leaping in joy.

"Fly, Peter!" Wendy said hurriedly. "Fly, for the Moon has given you a short time to! Do what you have to. I believe!"

The boy grinned, ran towards the window, and leaped into the sky.

Wendy watched him, hearing his laughter linger in the air, as he quickly vanished from sight. She sighed as she wondered if it would be the last time that she would see her Peter.

Present time...

Story woke up to a quiet room. He wondered what had woke him up and barely remembered getting hit by a ball of Dreamsand as he was hysterically laughing at the chaos that he had caused. He suddenly heard a loud snore and realized that it was North who had woke him up. Everyone knew that Russian snored loudly and it had literally almost drove Story out of the room.

The boy looked around to see everyone sleeping, save for Sandy and Jack, who were missing. Story yawned, knowing that the boy was going to be alright. Jack always was, as the Pixie King had taught him long ago, how to take care of himself.

Story stood up, and suddenly felt like something was wrong. It was a strong feeling that made the Pixie King uneasy. Story stretched as his started to use his powers to find out what happened after he was knocked out by the Dreamsand. But when he started, he felt like his powers were being drained from him and he realized that he probably shouldn't have done that.

Story then noticed a toy bunny in the Pooka's arms and he recognized it to belong to Sophie Bennett. The boy quickly and quietly rushed to her room, still feeling his powers draining, and saw that she too was missing.

Alarmed, Story ran back to Jamie's bedroom and shook North.

"Wake up North!" Story said sharply. "Something's very wrong!"

Meanwhile, with Jack and Sandy, they were enjoying a game of chasing after the dark horses and Jack whooped after he had froze a nightmare. It was then that the boy realized that the Guardian had gotten separated from him, so Jack went to poking the now sandpile.

"Whoa, look at this thing," Jack muttered as he poked at it once more.

"Jack?"

The Winter Spirit spun around to face the source of the voice, recognizing it to belong to Pitch, and only caught sight of a dark form vanishing into a shadow.

"Pitch!" Jack shouted out, pointing his staff at every shadow that looked like it had moved. "Come and face me!"

"You shouldn't be here," Jack heard from behind him. "What are you doing?"

Jack whirled around to look at the man and tried to appear as threatening as he could, "Give back the Teeth and all of Tooth's fairies."

Pitch looked surprised and took a step back, raising his hands in submission.

"Why are you so concerned about Teeth?" Pitch asked. Jack still kept his staff pointed at the dark man, and noticed that the Nightmare King seemed to recover from the surprise.

"Because they don't belong to you," Jack said fiercely. "Now give the teeth back!"

"Dear Jack," Pitch started to say, but felt a very large presence beside him. He looked down to see the Sandman and the Boogeyman quickly stepped away from the little man.

"Now this is who I want to see," Pitch stated.

Jack looked and saw Sandy. The boy smiled as the Sandman kept his eyes on the Nightmare King. And abruptly, Jack watched Pitch pull out a enormously large scythe and swing it at Sandy.

The boy managed to fire off a few frost shots, but Pitch always blocked them, while battling the Guardian. Then suddenly, Jack saw the dark man get thrown off the building and into the street.

"I'm never getting on your bad side," Jack Frost told his small friend with a smile.

Sandy grinned and nodded at the boy, before he turned his attention back to Pitch.

Jack noticed as he landed on the street that the dark man had been tossed into, seeing Pitch roll over and crawl away from them.

"Sandy," Pitch said, his voice breaking out of fear. "You don't understand how it feels to be alone. To be in the dark and forgotten."

Jack Frost found himself sort of sympathetic towards the man, as he watched the Boogeyman.

"I'm sorry about taking some of your sand," Jack heard Pitch say as the dark man stood up. "So you can have your sand back."

The Winter Spirit snapped out of the sympathetic mood, to see themselves suddenly surrounded by thousands of Nightmares. Jack glanced at Sandy and frowned, "I'll take one side and you take the other?"

Sandy shrugged as Pitch got on a horse and smiled down on them smugly.

"Oh, dear," Pitch said. "It looks like you're overwhelmed Sandman."

"Not yet!"

The Boogeyman turned his attention to the source of the voice and noticed that a boy was standing in plain sight, with a pure white arrow pointed at him. Pitch looked slightly perturbed at the boy, Jack noticed, then suddenly broke into a smile.

"Oh Story," Pitch said smoothly. "I know that you don't have enough power to shoot that at me again. Your powers are draining faster than the Guardians. The loss of Belief is effecting you more, it seems."

Jack Frost heard the man chuckle wickedly, but saw Story narrow his eyes and pull the string towards him threateningly.

"It won't stop me," Story promised.

Suddenly a boom was heard in the sky, causing Pitch to look up in surprise. He saw the Sleigh and he scowled as he realized that the Guardians had arrived. He saw Sandy shooting into the air, with Jack, and a flash of light out of the corner of his sight. The Boogeyman barely dodged the light arrow, glancing at Story and seeing the boy double over in pain. He would deal with the boy later, he reminded himself, now was the time to deal with the Sandman.

Jack had felt Sandy drag him into the air, and then toss him away. At first the Winter Spirit thought that it was because he wasn't useful, but after seeing the majority of the Nightmares follow Sandy, he realized that it was for his own safety. Jack briefly glanced at Story to see the boy leaning on a wall and looking up at Sandy in horror.

Jack flew up higher into the air, noticing that the Guardians were starting to fight now, and he joined in. Jack didn't enjoy it, as he knew it had to be done, to save Sandy.

The Guardian of Dreams had been surrounded by a thousand Nightmares, who were circling the man. The Winter Spirit saw Pitch stretch an arrow made of dark sand towards Sandy. The boy finally decided that he just had to get to the Sandman and was trying his best in getting to the little man. It was like time had slowed down for Jack, as the Boogeyman let the arrow go, and the boy saw it fly towards Sandy.

All the Guardians saw a flash of light and heard a cry of pain, and saw a light arrow hit the sand arrow, knocking off it's course and saving the Sandman. Jack let out a whoop, and grinned as Sandy turned to face Pitch. The Boogeyman vanished, angry at the loss of this opportunity, and seemed to leave. The Nightmares all fled, leaving in a hurry and Jack grinned at their win.

Until the Guardians looked at Story.

They saw that the boy was laying on the ground and Jack noticed that his friend wasn't alive anymore. The winter Spirit shook his head in denial as he couldn't believe that his friend was gone again. He tried to feel of there was a breath of warm air, cupping his cold hand over Story's mouth and nose and was going to wait when he heard a dark voice.

"Aww."

Jack whirled around seeing Pitch right behind Sandy. And could only watch in horror, as the Nightmare King plunged a sand dagger into the little man's back.

"Nooo!" Jack yelled out.

Pitch laughed as the Nightmares abruptly appeared out of nowhere and ran between Pitch, surrounding the Guardians and cutting Sandy off from the rest of the group.

"Don't fight the fear little man!" Pitch told the Sandman. "It won't be long before the rest of your little group follows you into oblivion!"

"Pitch!" Jack yelled suddenly. "Stop this!"

In a single motion, he let his powers loose. It blasted through the Nightmares, towards Pitch and knocked the dark man off of his feet and out into the small park. However, when the Guardians looked at Sandy, they saw the little made close his eyes and surrender to the dark. The sand that the Sandman was made out of vanished into the sand that fled along with the Nightmares and left the Guardians standing there in despair.

Jack pulled his hood up over his head and sniffed once, as Tooth looked at the Winter Boy. He jumped into the air, barely hearing the remaining Guardians calling his name, and he shot away from them.

About fifteen minutes later, Pitch saw the guardians fly into the sky, as he stood up. He grinned in a wicked delight as he watched a white portal form and the sleigh vanish into it.

"Now!" Pitch said in amusement. "Now there's someone who knows how to have a little fun!"

The Boogeyman laughed as he faded into a shadow, returning back to his hideout. Unknowingly, he was being watched by a pair of enormous green eyes, which blinked after Pitch vanished. It was quiet after the battle and soon a buzzing filled the air, as thousands of Pixies flew into the area. A large figure stepped out from a bush and stood tall as the pixies surrounded their king. The Pixie King leaped into the air and flew into the night, followed by it's pixies, on a mission to help end this nightmare.

I hope that you liked this chapter. I know that it took me a while to get it out, but I plan on deviating away from the movie plot now. That was the entire reason why I have Story in this, to write a true fanfic. This is only half of the story, my dear readers. There's still a long way to go. So I hope that you will stick around for the next chapter.

Seryyth