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It would be an understatement to say Pitch never got scared, in fact, it wouldn't be true at all.

Pitch would of always said the same thing as well, but he had never really experience true fear before... How could he of? He was after all, the source of all fears. And yet, there he sat... Cold, alone and frightened. The phrase, to scared to move, came into mind several times.. He could only laugh at his true self, what had he been reduced to? This weak, pathetic, shadow of a man who once bathed in the fears and nightmares of children.. The self obsessed, arrogant, cocky villain who never knew the true pain he could of brought upon others.

Pitch's head drooped slightly at the thought of the past weeks, he had tried his hardest to forget, but they wouldn't let him.

The thought of them must of somehow awoken them, as new shadows and whinny's surrounded him along with the darkness of his lair... He looked up at the now approaching horses, swallowing in a mix of fear and anger.. The black horses came closer and closer to him, nipping at his robes and kicking him roughly, to see if he would try to fight them off again. He couldn't.. He hated to admit it, but he didn't have the strength, not anymore.. Why should he bother to even try, when he knew there was no chance he could beat them. It was pointless.. Pitch took a deep breath, shuddering on the exhale, and looked up to the advancing horses..

'Do your worst..' He challenged, spreading his arms wide for the black horses to finally pounce on the powerless man. Yet they did nothing... 'Go on!' He spat at them, 'Finish me off!' For a moment Pitch even considered begging, he wanted this unbearable pain to end, he didn't want to remember the past anymore.

'What are you waiting for?!' He shouted again, watching them curiously as they circled him, nipping at his feet but proceeding no more.. What were they planning?

Daddy! Daddy! Please help me!

No.. There it was again.. The same voice that had been tormenting him for so long, he didn't know who it belonged to, nor why it was in some way connected to him.. All he knew was it made him angry and sad for no reason. He knew what they were going to do now, they didn't want to kill him physically, no.. It was something more than that.. They wanted to break him, piece by piece, destroy his mind until there was nothing left.. Mentally damaged..

'Why! Why are you doing this to me?! I am your master! Why won't you listen to me!?'

Daddy! Let me out! Save me from the darkness.. Don't let them hurt me!

He couldn't take it anymore.. If this was their plan, it was working.. Why must they put him through this unbearable agony? Surely he hadn't hurt the children this badly, in fact, he couldn't even remember laying a finger on them. The Guardians couldn't of picked a harsher punishment than this, it was low, even for them. Maybe they didn't know.. Maybe they just thought that he would spend his time planning for his next assault on the children, whilst he was recovering from his previous battle. Surprisingly, even if he had the strength to, he wouldn't. No one deserved to suffer like this, but he did. This was his fault, he had to face the consequences, whether it killed him or not.. He looked up from the floor slowly and looked around, the Fearlings seemed to have disappeared from sight, for now anyway...

Pitch sighed in relief, letting himself sink back into a wall and looked at the darkness of the room. As much as it might of appeared, he didn't really want to be attacked by them at this moment in time, he was too deep in thought. He wanted to escape this hell, but how? And even if he did manage to escape.. Who would he go to for help? No one would help him.. No one believed in him for one thing.. And, as for the Guardians...

Well, there was North, he always seemed happy enough to take anyone under his wing, friend or foe, but even Pitch knew about North's quick temper... Maybe now wouldn't be a good time to go to him. And Sandy, well he did try, and succeed, in killing him, or so it seemed.. He wouldn't be too happy to help the Nightmare King either.. Jack, well he would never listen to him, he would just pass it off as another attempt to get him to join the dark side... So that was another option to rule off. Now there was Bunny... he wouldn't dwell on that one for too long. Who was the last one? That Fairy.. 'The Guardian of Memories'..

He paused. Now there was a thought.

Tooth.. Even though she was probably the Guardian that Pitch had tormented the most, maybe she would help him. He might have to spend a while begging, which was the one thing he hated doing, but it didn't matter.. Anything was better than this inferno. For one thing, she held the key to unlock all memories.. And she did have one of his teeth... Pitch moved his tongue to the empty space in the bottom row of teeth and winced, she had thrown a very powerful punch. Maybe she would even help him with a few of these wounds if he could manage to convince her that he'd changed.. Which truthly, he had. So now he had a plan set up to get him some help, all that was left now was to find a way to escape...

He groaned in annoyance, this would be the tricky part. His eyes searched the room quickly, trying to find something that might help him get out of the darkness... He stood up slowly, clutching a rather deep cut in his hip, to get a better look around of the lair. If he still had as much power as he did, he could of used the shadows as transportation... But he would have to use the little strength he had left to somehow get into Tooth's palace, which would require the use of moving through shadows. His eyes still scanned the room desperately, he would do anything to leave this place. His eyes stopped when they came across a small silver of a light beam coming from a hole in the ceiling... Could it be?

Pitch moved himself over to the light as quickly as he could, being careful not to damage himself anymore in the process... As he finally rested below the only source of light in the room, he looked up to see the face of none other than the Man in the Moon. Pitch's eyes softened and his whole face lit up with happiness as the moon reflected symphathy.

'Thank you, old friend...' He whispered up to him, being careful not to attract anymore Fearlings... Manny responded with another light beam that seemed to warm up Pitch's body with more heat than he had felt in a long time. The man smiled at his friend and then looked through to the sky, then cautiously around the lair.

'How do I get out?'

''The beams..'' A voice echoed throughout his head, comforting in every way, ''follow them...''

He smiled his gratitude to the moon, and proceeded his way towards the exit Manny had set for him... This was it, he could finally be free from this inferno... But the question was, would Tooth help him?

Surely this was just wishful thinking...

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Okay, again just a really short chapter because basically..
Its four o'clock in the morning, I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm just all together grouchy :S
But I knew I had to get another one of these chapters up because all your guys' feedback was just great... So thank you all very much, you all gave me inspiration..

On another note... I will get a longer chapter up soon of the main current events of the story, I just need you to get a general feel of whats been going on for the past few weeks so I don't confuse you when I venture to deep into a characters thoughts... Plus I didn't spell check this one *facepalm* sorry guys! Didn't have much time..

Another note...
I hated writing this chapter, Pitch is my favourite character and I hate to see him like this...

The next chapter (you know the one that actually gets to the point :/) should hopefully be up by tomorrow because I kept you guys in the dark for so long and thank you all for waiting for me.. You all get hugs.. *Virtually hugs you guys*

Sorry this chapter is too short and a little to jumpy, if you know what I mean.. I just can't really put what Pitch is feeling into words.. Its to hard to explain I guess...

Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this, (extremely short) chapter of Wishful Thinking..
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