A Dream Come True
Chapter Five
A battle approaches
Santa's Workshop, 9th of April 2012.
As soon as the Tooth Fairy had finished her rounds that night, she swiftly flew to the North Pole to warn the other Guardians about what she had witnessed.
"Toothiana! What brings you here so late?" Santa Claus asked the Tooth Fairy. He was always pleased to have some company no matter how late it was.
"I saw Pitch tonight, we need to warn the others." Toothiana replied urgently.
Santa Claus nodded with a frown and quickly activated the aurora borealis signalling system.
The aurora borealis lit up and undulated in the sky.
The other guardians soon arrived.
The Easter bunny was yawning, Sandman was asleep and Jack Frost was leaning on his stick, half asleep.
"Thank you all for coming, I know it's late but what I have to tell you is very important." The Tooth Fairy thanked the sleepy group.
"Go ahead Tooth." Jack mumbled under his breath.
The Easter Bunny only grumbled incomprehensible words and Sandman was still asleep.
"I saw Pitch Black tonight, I fear that he's trying to make the children stop believing in us again." The Tooth Fairy announced her suspicions.
"Santa could you wake Sandy, please?" The Tooth Fairy asked bashfully.
Santa then walked up to Sandman and slapped him on the face gently and cried. "Sandy wake up!"
Sandman woke up with a fright.
"Sandy, I saw Pitch tonight, so be on your guard." The Tooth Fairy advised Sandman.
Sandy then conjured a golden dream above his head in the shape of hand giving a thumbs up.
"That's all I have say, thank you very much for listening. You can go back home now and get back to sleep." The Tooth Fairy giggled nervously.
After a series of goodbyes were uttered by each Guardian to each other, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny and Jack Frost made their way towards their own homes.
While Santa was left on his own, with a pensive expression on his face.
Grieving man's house, 9th of May 2012
A man sat up in his bed one morning, feeling tired and unrested after a particularly unsettling night.
"The same nightmare... every night." The man sighed with despair and put his hands to his head.
"It's like the world is against me. As if there was someone out there making me miserable on purpose." The man speculated gloomily.
As soon as those words left the man's mouth his eyes slowly began to be filled with black magic, until both of his eyes were completely black.
This dark magic then blew away into smoke and dissipated into the air.
A black shape began to materialize in the man's vision; It was Pitch Black!
After a month of being repeatedly tormented by Pitch with the same nightmare, the man finally believed in Pitch.
"BOO!" Pitch scared the man.
The man screamed and ran out of his house.
Pitch cackled and teleported out the house and into the house of his next victim.
Santa's Workshop, 9th of May 2012.
"Hey! What's that black light?" Jack Frost asked and pointed his finger towards the giant globe.
There amongst the hundreds of golden lights stood a single black light.
"It can't be... one person believes in Pitch Black." Santa Claus informed the other Guardians gravely.
The other Guardians gasped.
"But it's just one person, that can't do any harm right?" Jack asked with a hopeful tone.
"You're wrong Jack, one child is all we had to make the other children believe in us again. So imagine what Pitch could do with the power of one person's belief." Santa contradicted Jack.
The other guardians were left silent.
"Sandy, I don't think whips are going to be enough to stop Pitch this time. If we want to beat him, we need to fight him with his own weapons. I'm going to try and teach you how to make a bow and arrows." Santa informed Sandman.
Sandman nodded and Santa addressed the rest of the guardians.
"As for the rest of you, stay on the lookout for Pitch, don't worry and continue your duties."
Jack, Toothiana and Bunnymund nodded and then went back to their respective homes.
While Santa and Sandman practiced making bows and arrows with Sandman's magic.
7 months later, 20th of December 2012.
Pitch was walking in the streets one evening, feeling whimsical for once and picking people to scare at random.
He had repeatedly scared the same people every night over the following months.
He had gotten so powerful that he could turn people's dreams into nightmares without Misery's assistance and thanks to his increased power could navigate as a shadow much faster and stealthier and despite the Guardian's best efforts had not been caught by them once.
Pitch was indifferent to his targets by now, he didn't need them to be under Misery's spell anymore. Now that people believed in him he was stronger than ever!
Eventually Misery found out that he Pitch had taken advantage of her powers and so the two spirits went their separate ways and didn't visit each other for months.
"Let's see... who should I scare tonight?" Pitch wondered as he walked past each house, browsing them.
As he walked, something got caught on one of his shoes.
He lifted his leg up and kicked the object aside. It was a newspaper.
But something caught his eye so he bent down and picked the newspaper up.
The title of the newspaper was written in bold black capital letters and read the following; EARTH'S FINAL FRIDAY?
"They really believe that the world would end that early? HA! That is a laugh. The world is not going to end that soon, well not if I have anything to do with it. But I suppose I shouldn't disappoint them..." Pitch resolved.
"Very well humans, you have sealed you fates. I was originally going to enslave this world in darkness on Christmas but since you insist I will do so earlier." Pitch announced.
Pitch then retired to his lair for an early rest, after all he had a big day planned out tomorrow.
Thank you very much to all of you for reading, favouriting, reviewing and following my story, I'm very glad that you are interested in it.
This update took a while because I wanted my story to be written "live".
I don't know what date it is for you, but for me, it is Thursday the 20th.