Rotg fanfic- Taken Over By Darkness- Chapter 4
He blinked. Where was he? What?...
His eyes widened and jaw dropped, in silent horror, as he took in the scene before him.
"Tooth?... Guys?..." The fairy lay trembling on the floor- a large bite wound in her side- in between North and Bunny. North injured, so badly, he wasn't even sure he was conscious. Bunny didn't look as bad, he was leaning upright, staring at Jack; one arm wrapped around Tooth. One of his hind legs trailed behind him, black sand lining a long gash in his foot. Jack was shocked. What had happened here?
He realised he was holding something, and turned to look. He gasped, horrified. In his hand, he held a. Jet. Black. Dagger.
The Guardians defeated in front of him. The dagger in his hand... He'd been about to... The weapon slipped out of his numb hands, dissolving before it hit the ground. Oh god... he'd done this, he thought; looking at the broken spirits.
He wanted to run. He was a monster. He had to get away. Fear urged him to flee but a gentle tugging on his trouser leg drew his attention. Sandy was there, uninjured, thank the man in the moon, but, from the urgent way he was pulling Jack towards the others, he was terrified for his friends. Any thoughts of leaving vanished. The others needed him.
He rushed over.
"Tooth?" he said as he reached her. She flinched at his voice.
"Jack?" She whispered, not daring to believe it was him, for fear that her hopes would be crushed, but, at the same time, desperate to know, that her Jack, was standing right in front of her.
"It's me, Tooth. It's alright... everything's going to be fine." He reassured her, taking her hand in his.
"Jack!" she breathed, her relief palpable, as she reached out and drew him into a fearful hug, still trembling slightly. He drew her close, forcibly reminded of the times he had comforted his Emma after a nightmare.
"Shhh, it's alright. It's going to be ok." He shushed. Looking round from her shoulder, he could see Bunny, also relieved, looking at him with... admiration? Surely not. He turned to look at North. He was awake- but barely.
He pulled away from her a little, to smooth her crest down, and saw her eyes were closed; black grit visible between her eyelids. Cold terror rushed through him- No, she wasn't? Raw guilt flooded him. She was blind. The Tooth Fairy was blind and it was. All. His. Fault.
"It's alright, it's over now." He muttered, comforting himself as much as Tooth. A dark shadow flitted across the room, and it spoke.
"Ohh but it's only just beginning."
A dark, maniacal laughing filled the room. Tooth tensed, terrified, as Jack, Bunny and Sandy looked round to locate the source of the laughter. A familiar figure detatched itself from the shadows.
"Hello Jack." Pitch sneered. Jack turned round, looking for his staff- where was it?! The last thing he remembered before he blacked out, suddenly, came back to him. That sickening snap. He was defenceless. He searched for something else to use as a weapon and took one of North's sabres holding it out in front of him. It felt heavy, and clumsy, in his hands, but it was better than nothing. When he looked up, Pitch was gone, only his voice remained.
"I must say. It is quite impressive that you managed to break free of my control, even if it is rather annoying." Pitch said, smoothly, appearing by one of the pillars.
"Being annoying is one of my specialties." Jack growled back. Pitch ignored the comment, and looked at the defeated spirits.
"Look at this precious scene, you've done well, I see. Nice job." The guilt of what he'd done threatened to overwhelm Jack. Pitch chuckled, enjoying his horrorstruck expression. Twin golden whips appeared from nowhere, just narrowly missing Pitch, as he dodged the attack.
"Although, apparently, not good enough." he snarled. Sandy glared up at him for a second, before launching another, just as ferocious, attack at the Boogeyman.
Nightmares- coal black horses- filled the room. Sandy, valiantly, fought to keep them away from his friends. Jack fought too, reaching out, with the sword, at any nightmare that came close enough. Suddenly, a huge black bear appeared from nowhere. Where did that come from? Jack thought, panicked, and it wasn't alone. A giant panther and savage dog joined it. At the appearance of the much larger nightmares, Sandy, looking worried at their arrival, conjured a great, golden shield above the other Guardians, leaving the sides free for Jack to continue attacking the nightmares. Jack was grateful that he could still help, but he couldn't see a thing, beyond the wall of sand.
A flash of a whip appeared, depositing something at his feet. Correction, two somethings. Two halves of familiar stick. He snatched them up, gratefully. He realised what Sandy was doing, he was buying him some time to put it back together. Wasting not another second, he lined up the twisting pattern winding up the length of the staff... and concentrated...
A couple of moments later, he flew out of the golden shield on a gust of wind, shooting ice at the oncoming mares. Pitch looked murderous. Jack saw a black scythe being formed in his hands, Sandy's back was turned.
"Sandy, behind you!" Jack called, in warning. He was too late. The Sandman turned, just in time for the scythe to slam into his chest.
"Sandy!" Jack cried, as he sailed off, crashing into a distant wall, and landing heavily on the floor. He wasnt moving. The golden shield that protected the other, injured Guardians vanished.
He was all they had left now, and he wasn't about to let them down.
A gentle cushion of wind lifted sandy and sent him to join the others. That done, Jack flung himself at the masses of dark beasts that filled the giant room.
He shot down stallion after black stallion- his powers had grown after becoming a Guardian, allowing him to keep ice attacks like that up for much longer than usual. There was a terrifying close call, when one of the nightmares broke away from the others, and charged towards the vulnerable Guardians. Jack had only just spotted it in time to avoid catastrophe.
Eventually, the horses died out, and Jack was left with the three giant nightmares. Pitch chuckled as he prepared to face off with the deadly creatures.
"Fighting your own nightmares, how poetic." He commented. His nightmares? Jack thought. What else had he done whilst he was out? He didn't have time for much else though, as the bear charged.
He dodged the attack and fired a good solid blast of ice at it. To his surprise, the worst of the attack bounced off it, the only impact was a slight dusting of snow which covered the sand that been hit. Uh oh, Jack thought, this was not good. He shot another blast at the big cat, and another at the hellhound, the ice didn't have an affect on either of them. If it was possible for him to be even more horrified, he was. How were these things so strong?... It's because they were his nightmares, he realised, with a sudden fall of heart. They made up the worst parts of his life he'd always tried to forget, and he knew just how dark that was. He knew they'd be hard to defeat.
A roar from behind him, shook him from his thoughts. Distracted, he had allowed the bear to turn round for another charge. There wasn't time to avoid it, and he was powerless to stop the charging beast.
Acting on impulse, he shot up a hand in front of himself, and from his fingertips, came a blast of golden sand.
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