A Dream Come True
Chapter Four
Exploiting the situation
After a long day's work Misery had finished her duties. She was now ready to witness Pitch's magic. She almost dreaded to see his magic in action but Pitch had witnessed her magic and it was the least she could do.
Misery and Pitch teleported into a little girl's room that night.
The walls were painted with bright pink paint, indistinct toys could be seen across the room.
In a bed lay a young girl with curly blonde hair, clutching a plush toy that resembled a fairy in the dark.
Above the girl's head, a golden dream in the shape of a fairy flew around the girl's head.
Pitch touched the golden dream with his finger and his dark magic began to spread across the dream, but instead of completely overwhelming the dream, Pitch's dark magic slowed down and shrank backwards until it ceased to exist.
"Ugh! That doesn't usually happen." Pitch sighed in frustration.
Pitch attempted to corrupt the dream once more, with no result.
"The nightmares have weakened me more than I thought... I can hardly turn dreams into nightmares any more." Pitch realized.
"Allow me to help." Misery offered to Pitch.
Pitch looked up to Misery in surprise and smiled.
The two spirits then moved their hands towards the dream.
Misery's hand brushed against Pitch's hand, Pitch hastily moved his hand away by a few centimeters.
Misery and Pitch then touched the golden dream together at the same time.
Their combined magic permeated the dream and transformed the dream into a dark blue tinged fairy with skeletal wings and sharp fangs
"It is now a sad nightmare, but a nightmare nonetheless." Misery remarked with a hint of regret.
"Thank you Misery, I know how much it displeases you." Pitch thanked Misery sincerely.
"I can help you with your rounds tonight, until you regain your strength." Misery suggested kindly.
"Even if it pains you, you would do that for me?" Pitch asked. He was touched by such kindness and self sacrifice.
"Yes I would." Misery replied.
Causing discomfort to others did not please Misery very much but her will to help others was stronger.
"Thank you." Pitch thanked Misery.
The two spirits then left the girl's room and created nightmares for the rest of the night.
Later that night when Misery was asleep Pitch left the cabin quietly.
He conjured up a nightmare.
"Take me to a child Misery used her magic on." Pitch whispered to the nightmare.
The nightmare nickered and then took off galloping into the sky.
Pitch transformed into shadows and followed the nightmare to its destination.
They soon arrived.
Pitch teleported into the house.
Everything was dark and quiet as it should be, the nightmare led Pitch into the child's room.
It was very dark, save for a nightlight that illuminated the room near the bottom of a bed.
To Pitch's surprise the Tooth Fairy was already present in the room.
The Tooth Fairy heard Pitch's footsteps as he approached the bed.
The Tooth Fairy turned around in fright.
"Pitch! What are you doing here?!" The Tooth Fairy cried out in surprise. In her many years of service she had never encountered Pitch during her rounds.
"I wanted to admire your work, that's all. I'm a big fan you know." Pitch lied charmingly with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
The Tooth Fairy sighed and put one of her hands to her forehead.
Why is he back so soon? Why can't he leaves us alone? The Tooth Fairy thought to herself.
"Is it absolutely necessary that you give this child a nightmare? You never see the Easter Bunny put his eggs amongst Christmas gifts do you?" The Tooth Fairy regained her composure and asked.
"It was a coincidence that I chose a child who had lost a tooth as my target, I can assure you. Carry on, I will leave now." Pitch assured the Tooth Fairy and urged her to continue with a wave of his hand.
The Tooth Fairy watched as Pitch opened up a portal and left the room with his nightmare.
This is not good, I have a bad feeling about this. The Tooth Fairy thought disconcertingly.
She then took the child's tooth, placed it in a sack and replaced the tooth with a coin and left the room.
Pitch teleported to the grieving man's house he had seen this morning.
He soon located his room and entered.
The man was curled up in his bed as if trying to shield away his problems.
Above his head was a dream in the shape of a little girl. She ran around the man's head giggling.
Pitch smirked cruelly.
He touched the dream with his fingertip.
The dream began to transform, the outer layer of the dream peeled down and evaporated into billowing smoke and with a cruel twist revealed a skeleton; the symbol of death.
The skeleton opened its mandibles wide and reached out to the man with its lean white bones.
Before it could get the man within its grasp, the man arose from his bed in a fright, gasping, his eyes opened wide filled with horror.
The nightmare then disintegrated into tiny particles of black smoke.
Pitch laughed malevolently in satisfaction.
"With their hearts so vulnerable and sad, my nightmares have an even more powerful effect on people than I could have imagined.
You will NOT be prepared for this Guardians...Soon the world will believe in Pitch Black once more..."
Pitch then teleported out of the room and went to find his next victim with his nightmare.
Have you ever had a dream so scary that you abruptly wake up, get up and gasp?
Well after I finished writing Chapter Three at 11 o'clock on Thursday and went to sleep, Pitch decided to pay me a visit and for the first time ever I experienced that type of dream and was given writing material for the single father's nightmare.
It's funny what movies and writing fan fictions late at night can do to a person and I thought those dreams only happened in the movies...