Hey guys! I'm back with Chapter 2 now. I know its been awhile since I updated. Life got in the way. Well thanks to my reviewer. I appreciate comments on my work! I'll go ahead and disclaim, give you the chapter and then meet you at the bottom.

DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN THE RISE OF THE GUARDIANS.

I OWN THE PLOT, AZRAEL, AND LUXURIA, PLEASE DO NOT USE MY CHARACTERS WITHOUT PERMISSION.

Far away in a darkened mountain, Pitch reappeared. He bowed down deeply. Azrael came out when he heard his brother's arrival. "That didn't take long." He said.

"No, Jack was pretty much exhausted the moment you left." Pitch said.

"Hmm, interesting. So, he should be weakened now we play the waiting game." Azrael laughed.

"I don't think we do, he should've passed out, thanks to my new little trick. It makes you're body act like your afraid but you aren't but if you're scared enough you'll pass out."

"That is clever I'll get my things." Azrael said beginning to walk off.

"Wait a minute boys." Both men stopped dead in their tracks. "You both came back empty handed."

"No ma'am we didn't.' Azrael said.

"Elaborate." The word was spoken nice enough but it was actually a command.

Azrael gulped. "You see, in order for you to get Jack, because he wasn't willing and I know how much you want him, we've decided that we would break him. Taint his memories and pollute his mind with lies. We'll make him join out side willingly. As far as he knows at least."
"How devious." The woman's voice spoke. Both men looked at each other worrisome.

Moments later out of the black came a beautiful woman. She had long ruby colored hair that went down to the small of her back, with out a single curl in it. She was tall and was built like a supermodel. Her nose was straight and her lips were cherry red. Matching her eyes. She wore a red silk dress that was skin tight. When she walked her hip swayed in it, the dress was long enough that it went to her ankles so you could see the red stilettos. She had on a necklace that was a metal casted rose with ruby petals. She was the type of woman that attracted eyes because of her flawless beauty.

"Lady of Desire and Deceit." Azrael greeted.

"Death personified, now really, have I told you to call me by my mortal name?" Lady of Desire and Deceit questioned pursing her lips.

"Yes ma'am, forgive me Luxuria." Azrael apologized hastily.

"All is forgiven. How long do I have to wait before my prize is handed to me?" Luxuria queried.

"Not long My Lady." Pitch said speaking up for the first time.

"Good." Luxuria smiled. She would have her fun with the Guardians. She did love it after all. While she may not be considered an evil being, she was one. She wanted revenge just as much as she wanted Jack Frost to be her loyal servant. He will be mine and only mine. I shall promise myself that.

Azrael scampered away and gathered what he would need to influence Jack's mind. He would work hard for his Lady. She wasn't a patient person though he couldn't fathom why she wanted Jack Frost of all people. Was it because of his looks? Or his powers? Or both? He Azrael wasn't stupid enough to ask. Lady Luxuria was sitting in her throne her smile wicked. Two razor sharp fangs poked out from between her lips. Oh how she was going to enjoy this.

They placed Jack on an infirmary bed. He was doing fine. Just exhausted. For some reason Tooth couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with Jack. He had never passed out before because he used to much magic. It seemed like he had an endless amount of energy. Maybe it was because he became Jack Frost when he was still a child in physical appearance or maybe it was because of his strength whatever the case was she knew something else was at work here.

Jack was trapped inside of a dark cavern. He was behind a metal gate as he realized that his was a prison. He started to panic. What had happened in the fight with Pitch and that guy Azrael? Was it because they had beaten him? Then had his friends not come? Twisting his head from side to side he saw nothing useful.

"Let me out!" He yelled into the blackness.

"I can't do that. You'll only get hurt." It was a female's voice that he had never heard before.

"Who are you?" He called out again.

"I am your friend. A true friend. Not like the ones that you consider your true friends." She spoke.

Strangely he was calmed by her voice, she was someone that he could trust. "What happened? Tell the truth."

"I tell nothing but the truth. I was trying to save you,well my agents were but the Sandman has this magic that was warping your brain so that you wouldn't leave them." She sounded like she was about to cry.

"No don't cry! Sandy... he would do something like that?" He asked the voice.

"Oh yes." The woman said.

"But wait how do I know that you are telling the truth and that this isn't you and Pitch's doing?" Jack pondered aloud.

"Think, when you thought Sandy was dead you nearly joined Pitch, because that it what your heart desires. To be accepted." The woman said.

"But why?" Jack said. He was so confused. He thought he could trust his "friends."

"So they can use you. Why else would they ignore you?" The woman said with certainty.
"But you ignored me to!" Jack countered.

"No, we were always there. Azrael walked beside albeit invisible. Before you ask why I'll tell you. The Man in the Moon has deserted us and not accepted what we are. The others get talked to by him, however he doesn't speak to you does he? He only wants to use you Jack. I want to save you." The woman said.
Jack was dizzy. How could he have not realized this sooner? They were lying to him. He wasn't sure about this woman either. He would need one thing to be absolutely sure. "Show yourself."

There was a flash of light and the most beautiful woman he had ever seen appeared. Jack was swept away by her beauty. Her eyes were the most beautiful shimmering with unshed tears.

"Jack." She breathed looking him straight in the eye.

"Who are you?" Jack said in the same tone.

"I am Lady Luxuria." She smiled softly fangs peaking out.
"You have fangs." Jack said stupidly. But Lady Luxuria was simply stunning. She took his breath away.

"Yes." She laughed. "Now Jack look me in the eyes."

Jack complied. He loved how they danced with emotion. He cared not enough to detect what ones. "Good boy. Listen they have you in the infirmary and North's Workshop. Now if you fly to a mountain to the sourth-east you'll see either Pitch, Azrael, or myself waiting for you. That is if you want to be with people who care about you."

Jack swallowed. Warning bells were going off but he was ignoring them. "I do. I'll see you soon."

"No, you are still to weak. Wait here until you are strong enough. They cannot touch you here. They will try to sway you back onto their side. You cannot let them Jack. Using you! That's horrible! Taking advantage of you being alone for so long!" Luxuria sobbed.

"Don't cry. I'll stay here till I am long enough." Jack said.

Luxuria smiled. "Jack! Thank heavens. I'll keep you in this cage for if you come out of it you may be influenced by the Sandman's magic. Your mind will not be able to fight it off."

Jack suddenly felt like he would do anything she said. He would die for her! She saved him from the evils of his "friends" no, they were no longer that. They were his enemies. He stared at her and waited for her next command.
"Sleep my dear Jack." She whispered and Jack did just that.

"What's going on here?" Bunny called as Tooth shrieked for North, Sandy, and himself.

"Its Jack!" Tooth cried.
"What happened?" North asked as he went running to his "son's" aid.

"I don't know. All the sudden he got this huge fever! It's 106.9!" Tooth said worry evident in her voice.

"What! He can't survive that!" North said. Jack's normal body temperature was near the low 30s since he was the Winter Spirit.

"I know! I can't get it back down!" Tooth sobbed tears leaking out of her eyes.

By the time everyone arrived. Jack was sweating profusely and twisting around until he finally stilled suddenly. Everyone was worried that Jack had just died North and Sandy began to cry and Bunny was feeling for a pulse surprised to find that the boy wasn't as hot as Tooth said he was. He checked Jack's temperature. He was back to normal. "He is fine!"
"What?" Tooth and North asked in union. Sandy had a question mark above his head.

"Look." Bunny showed them the thermometer.

"What the?" North asked. This was too weird. Sandy tried to give Jack pleasant dreams only to find that he couldn't. Sandy started flashing pictures above his head a gesturing towards Jack.

"This doesn't make any sense!" North groaned.

Azrael was pleased with how well he had done. Jack was truly drained of energy and was so insecure that he believed what "Luxuria" had said fairly easily. Not only that, he had somehow broken Jack to where he was willing to comply to what ever Luxuria said.

"My Lady." Azrael greeted.

"Were you successful?" Luxuria asked.

'Undoubtedly." Azrael smiled.
"Well done." Praised Luxuria

"He will be here the moment he strong enough. I must only awaken him." Azrael said. Bowing down.

"And the Sandman will not interfere with our plan?" Luxuria turned around and stood up.

"No ma'am he remained in the mental trap." Azaerl said small sweat beads dripping down his face.

"Willingly?" Luxuria snapped.

"Yes."

"How?"
"By telling him it will keep the Sandman's trickery away from him so he can be on this side that cares for him."

"Beautiful work." Luxuria smiled at her subordinate

"Thank you. He will also listen to your every command without question. It seems he would die for you since you "saved" him." Azrael explained.

" are dismissed." Luxuria said as she returned to her throne.

"Yes ma'am." Azrael hurried out of the room.

Luxuria smirked. Her eyes glowing. Oh Jackie boy! I can't wait to have some fun!

The guardians sat around Jack's bed. It seemed that even though Jack was in some sort of coma he was still able to control the winter weather. The Guardian's knew so little about his powers. It was the same when they first became the Guardians. Jack was no different. Except that he was. Jack's powers were lethal. The Guardians tried to over look it but they couldn't. Every time they heard of someone getting hypothermia because of the cold they knew who was the indirect cause of it. While they didn't want to believe it they had to. Jack was still young and while he had good control over his powers North was sure that some lay dormant still and those were the most deadly ones.

Jack had been alone for too long North decided looking down at his adoptive son. They should've gotten to him the moment he was born. He was too dangerous to have left alone. They had all seen it. Valley Forge, the Titanic, Blizzards, Black ice. All are deadly. Jack was the controller of it.

Sure Bunny had boomerangs, Sandy had his dream whips, Tooth had hand to hand fighting, and North had his swords. Their weapons where not from their immortal reason. Jack could, and possibly would, kill. That's what scared them away. They now see their mistake. The kid at times was unstable. A real danger.

Sandy was trying to get Jack to wake up something was wrong. He knew it but he was being blocked. Sandy snapped his fingers and the other Guardians perked up.

He flashed a few signs above his head hoping that the others would understand.

"Wait so if you fall backwards physically then you wake up? Bunny asked. Sandy nodded.

"Then lets do it!" Tooth chirped the others nodded in agreement.

Carefully they adjusted Jack so he was sitting up and then they dropped him and let him fall backwards.

Jack's eyes shot wide open. They darted around nervously. Looking around he saw the Guardians. Had that been just a really weird dream. His head was throbbing. Something was wrong with him. A worm of doubt seeped into his mind. What if Luxuria had been lying. Did he owe her the promise? Ugh! This was too confusing for him. He needed space. He hadn't heard a word the others had said. He blinked as he realized that they had been talking to him since he had gotten up. Looking up he saw that their conversation had paused and were staring at him expectantly.

"What?" Jack asked casually.

There was a moment of silence and then everyone busted out into laughter. Glad to that Jack was alright.

"Nothing." North waved his hand.

Jack arched a pale eyebrow at him. Then he looked around, he was in the infirmary, he would be in here for a few more days. Right now he really just needed to clear his head and try to figure everything out. If he said so however the others would bombard him with questions. He was in a lose-lose situation. So for now, Jack decided, he would just lay around the infirmary and let himself heal, and start to work out his own private issues.

"What! You guaranteed it!" Luxuria seethed.

"I know, but I don't know what happened, he would've stayed asleep and would've been yours!" Azrael said trying to soothe his mistress.

"How did he wake up?" Luxuria asked him.

"I'm not sure, it would've had to been from an outside influence." Azrael explained.

"Outside influence? You mean the Sandman? Who you said couldn't penetrate the mind barrier you had in place?" Luxuria asked Azrael, suddenly calm.

Azrael swallowed. "No. Not even the Sandman could've broken through the barrier, it would've been something physical. What I do not know, but I did not lie to you when I said the Sandman couldn't get to him with his dream sand."

Luxuria sat in her throne. Attempting to figure out what they should do now. "Can you get him back?"

"With time." Azrael nodded.

"How long?"

"It depends."

Luxuria glared at him, and Azrael shrank back. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I could easily redo what I have done today but the Guardians would figure it out. Or we could kidnap him and hide him some where. In that place we would be the only ones to see him."

Luxuria grinned wickedly. "At this place could you easily turn him onto our side, and have him be willing to fight the Guardians? Kill them if need be?"

"Certainly, if that is what you wish." Azrael bowed.

"It is. Take Pitch. I want Jack Frost!" Luxuria ordered.

Azrael bowed once more and disappeared into the shadows. Being death personified did have its perks. He appeared next to Pitch as the latter was attending to one of his nightmares.

"Pitch. We have orders." Azreal said.

Pitch whipped around. "Brother, don't sneak up on people."

"Luxuria will do much worse if we fail this time around." Azrael sighed.

"What must we do to stay in the Lady's favor?" Pitch asked, a bored tone.

"Kidnap Jack Frost."

"Kidnap? That's all? That will be easy." Pitch smirked.

"We have to hide him and turn him onto our side as well."

"We tried already and failed. What's different this time?"

"We keep the guardians on a false train and play with Jack's mind. Keep the guardians away long enough, Jack's insecurities will surface. We come in at the last moment and save him. Treat him warmly, give him love and affection. Shower him with attention. Let him feel what its like to be part of a real family." Azrael explained.

"Doesn't seem that hard." Pitch said.

"The more complicated the plan the more likely it is to fail. Let's go." Azrael disappeared into a dark cloud. Pitch followed behind in a swirl of his nightmare sand.

The two brothers reappeared in the north pole. Far enough away that they wouldn't be seen by the yetis, elves, the guardians, or Jack Frost himself. The slowly made their way towards North's workshop. Azrael leading the way, his dark cloak billowing in the wind. They drew up a snow mound and on the other side North's workshop stood tall.

A singular yeti was guarding this side of the workshop. Pitch and Azrael shared a look. It would be troublesome for them to be found out so soon but it would be even more so if they were found out while in the workshop. Azrael summoned his scythe Telum Mortis.

The scythe appeared in his hand. Pitch eyed him wearily, making sure his brother wasn't going to swing the weapon towards him.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Pitch asked him.

Azrael stood up. "Of course. It is my job. The yeti will die anyway, so it doesn't matter."

Pitch backed up. Knowing the full capabilities of the Grim Reaper. The yeti spotted him and began making its way towards Azrael cautiously. Azrael brought his scythe up and the yeti looked scared. Moments passed and nobody moved. Then the Grim Reaper moved at an impossible speed closing the distance between him and the yeti. When he was close enough he swung the scythe down and cut the yeti in half. Or it should've, the yeti looked shocked but the fell over with glassy eyes. Azrael mumbled some things under his breath and dismissed his scythe. He turned around and motioned his brother foreword.

Pitch appeared next to him seconds later. "Very clean."

"Yeah." Azrael said. "Let's keep moving. Or this cold will be the death of me."

Pitch chuckled. "Isn't a mute point if you die? Since you have to reap every soul that had its body die?"

"That's were immortal." Answere Azrael.

"And why your precious vampires have no soul?" Pitch teased.

"Their soul would be too corrupted for them to live, it was just easier, and less of a headache to create the master vampire without a soul and have him take his children's souls when he turned them."

"Yet I used to wonder why people thought you were creepy."

"Silence. I can still kill you even if your immortal." Azrael half joked.

The pair wandered in companionable silence. They reached the front door with ease. Then using the shadows the snuck inside until they were sitting on the expose ceiling support beams.

"Remember the plan?" Pitch asked his brother.

"Of course I do. But maybe it would be easier if we injured the Guardians badly. It would certainly save energy in the future." Azrael said scanning the floor.

"Yes, but there is two of us and four of them, plus what if Jack hears?" Pitch questioned.

"You're forgetting who you are with. Silence is one of my many elements." Azrael said. "We take them down one at a time. There's the big man now. We can leave on up, the least amount of a threat, and let him take care of the others. Of course the guardian we leave uninjured will want to go after Jack but how could they when the other three are almost dead?"

"I see."

"Do you?"

"Yes."

Azrael nodded. "Then let's begin." He summoned Telum Mortis once more and leapt down in front of North.

"What the? Who are you?" North bellowed.

"The Grim Reaper." Azrael smirked making flourished movements with his scythe.

North stood his ground. Wishing he had his swords. Not that they would stop the spirit scythe, but it would make him feel like he wasn't powerless.

"Don't worry I won't kill you." Azrael smiled, but it was cold.

North unknowingly backed up. Azrael moved quickly bringing his scythe down in a non-lethal strike. The scythe came out of the spirit realm due to its master's mental command, causing a physical blow. The blow landed on North's shoulder and the scythe made a deep cut. If North wasn't an immortal he would lose most of his shoulder, arm, and hand's mobility. It time it would heal up to be as good as new but for now it was painful and bleeding profusely.

North went down a glare on his face. Azrael motioned with Telum Mortis for Pitch to follow him. Pitch leapt down, with less ease than Azrael but he caught up soon enough.

Pitch looked at Azrael. "Let's find the other guardians. Send whatever you're sending to get Jack."

"Got it." Azrael sliced his scythe through the air and crashed it into the ground. A split formed. Then seven skeletal figures crawled out of the crack. Once they were all out Azrael gave them the command to track and retrieve Jack. They then clacked and clattered away.

"That's always creepy." Pitch commented dryly.

"Nobody asked you." Snapped Azrael.

Someone was approaching. Azrael raised his weapon sure it was one of the guardians, he wasn't disappointed when the Easter Bunny hopped through the doors. Bunny gaped at the pair of them before he noticed North. "What the hell are you doing?"

"What does it look like? Taking what is ours. Well, our lady's at least." Azrael shrugged.

Pitch remained quiet, content to watch while the fighting took place.

Bunny yanked out his boomerangs. The he tossed them at the brothers. The Grim Reaper cut through them like they were nothing. Then with one hand he flipped the scythe from its downward motion so the point was aimed towards the Easter Bunny. Telum Mortis slammed into Bunny's hip. The bone shattered. Bunny yowled in pain and glared menacingly. Azrael flipped the sycthe and rammed the butt of the weapon into Bunny's skull, most likely fracturing it, but not killing him.

Bunny dropped like a sack of potatoes. Azrael and Pitch stepped over the two fallen guardians without much of a care. They had one more to find. Pitch watched his brother with something akin to awe. Of course they weren't biological brothers but they had been born, as immortals, at the same time near each other. At the begging Death personified wasn't willing to kill, but eventually he did it only for his job. Now he did it because he loved to kill.

When they found the Sandman, his back was too them, evidentially trying to communicate with an yeti. Azrael, bored with all the sneaking and letting your opponent that he was there, so he calmly walked up to the Sandman and sliced through him with his scythe. He knew that the Sandman would form again but it would take awhile. One of his skeletons came over and communicated to the Grim Reaper that they had managed to retrieve Jack.

"Let's be on out way then." Azael vanished and Pitch wasn't far behind him.

Tooth let out a scream when she saw that Jack was gone. She fluttered out into the hall way when an yeti came barreling towards her. Making wild gestures and motioning for her to follow him. He went down the hallway and into the main part of the work shop were she saw the passed out Bunny and North. She panicked and fluttered over to them. She was relieved when she felt a pulse on both of them. She looked around for any signs of who did this, she saw North's wound, and the large crack in the ground and small bones laying around. She automatically raised her hand to her mouth in shock.

"No." She choked out. "Oh no." She fell to her knees.

If her suspicions were right then Death Personified had some how managed to return to the plane of the living, and had gotten a hold of Jack. She looked up, there was dark dream sand. "Pitch is back too?" She whispered to herself.

She silently hoped that the other guardians would heal soon so they could find Jack. She had a sinking feeling that there was more at work here than the brothers of fear and death. A deadly combination. She also knew that if she were to look for Sandy she would find that he was also in the "immortal death" Which was really a time that they slept and recovered. She was the only one left. She let out a sob. She couldn't do this alone. She was never really alone, she had been part of the guardians for as long as she could remember and that was a long time. Was this really how Jack had felt for three hundred years?

"Jack, stay strong. We're coming as fast as we can. Please Jack. Stay alive." She whispered but nobody could hear it.

Hi, welcome to the end of Chapter 2. Hope you enjoyed and all of that jazz. Please let me know what you thought I will update sometime next week. Later! ~IF