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Meh not to pleased with this chappie :(

Gothel lifted the mirror to her face for what must have been the fiftieth time. Thanks to the recipe Pitch had gotten from December, she was no longer a small child instead she was maybe early twenties (that was the problem with age spells after using them you could never know your exact age.)
Gothel ran her hand across her flawless face, marvelling at the smoothness.
"If you are done admiring yourself, Gothel, then I would appreciate some help over here."
Gothel turned to Pitch, who was talking in low tones to his nightmares, with his back facing her. Gothel grinned wickedly before sending a wave of magic in Pitch's direction.
The magic hit Pitch square in the back, sending the Nightmare King toppling head over heels into the crowd of nightmares.
Pitch rose slowly and turned to face Gothel.
"I see, so I help you and you betray me, but you forget one thing, witch, I am far older than you and you are in my home, surrounded by my nightmares, tell me where is your advantage?" Pitch summoned a large ball of nightmare sand in his palm and his nightmares gathered around him, snorting and rearing.
"My advantage? My advantage is on his way and you will regret challenging me when he arrives."

Pitch snorted and sent his nightmares forward.

Gothel calmly watched as the nightmares charged towards her, she had no fear of them and Pitch knew it.
Seconds before Gothel was trampled by dozens of nightmares a light erupted in the centre of the room and the nightmares screamed as the light touched them.
Pitch watched in horror while Gothel looked on with a smile. Just seconds after it appeared the light began to fade and soon disappeared completely. Leaving nothing but flecks of dark sand on the floor.
"What a shame, it was quite an impressive army you had there, Pitch." A voice sounded causing Pitch to spin around as he searched for its source.
"Oh have I confused the Nightmare King? Or better yet, have I scared the Nightmare King?" Pitch opened his mouth in a snarl and quickly formed a few nightmares as defence.
"Pathetic!" The voice bellowed and another flash of bright light took out the new nightmares as quickly as it had the first lot.

This time when the light began to fade it left behind it a dark shape, right inside the heart of light.

Both Pitch and Gothel shielded their eyes before leaning in for a closer look.

A figure covered in a dark black cloak, with a dark purple lining stood in the centre of light.
Gothel slowly lowered her head as the figure came closer.
"Thank you Gothel." The women brushed the top of Gothel's head with her fingertips.
"Now then Pitch, what to do with you? I am afraid that you are no longer needed, Gothel and I can destroy the four just fine without your help and come let's admit it; men are just no good at taking over the world."

The woman came closer to Pitch and as she did he could see her face properly.
Her skin was very pale, almost translucent, she had very fine features and looked somewhat like the porcelain dolls he would often see in the bedrooms of young girls but that was where the similarities ended. Her hair was raven black but her eyes were her most startling feature. They set her out as being most definitely not human, and although Pitch was a being who didn't scare easily the extraordinary, amethyst colouring of her eyes and the violence that was hidden in them was enough to send a chill down his spine.

"Hmmm what to do with you…" The woman tapped her long nails against the side of her face as she regarded Pitch.
"We could just kill him now and save ourselves the trouble later on." Pitch shot Gothel a murderous glare, after all he had done to help her she betrayed him so easily.
"No the Nightmare King deserves something a bit more special than that."

"I have one request before you kill me."
"We aren't going to kill you Pitch, well not just yet anyway, but what is your request?"

"I am told your name and who you are so that I do not die ignorant."

"I have told you that you are not to be killed just yet but very well I shall fulfil your request, my name is Kayos and well I don't wish to ruin the guessing game so as to who I am I shall leave that up to you to guess."

The woman, Kayos smiled at Pitch before clapping her hands together in delight.

"I know what we will do, you shall be trapped down here; in your own lair until such time as I see fit to kill you doesn't that sound perfect!"

Pitch backed away slowly, his mind desperately searching for a way in which he could escape from this encounter relatively unharmed.

"Gothel tie him up, good and tight we don't want him getting away."

Pitch snarled at Gothel as she conjured a long length of chain seemingly from thin air and approached him with it.
As she came closer a dozen nightmares took form, protecting their master.

Within minutes Pitch's nightmares had been returned to the shapeless form of black sand and he was tightly bound in chains.

"Thank you Gothel." Kayos smiled down at the bound Nightmare King.
"I thought we might keep you around for a little while before I tire of you but I will kill you, oh and I will tell the little winter spirit that you said hello when I kill him and his friends."

Kayos grinned wickedly at Pitch and for once in his long life, Pitch felt fear prickling at him and he found he did not envy Jack and his friends if Kayos was coming after them.

Chappie after this will have Jack and the others in :)
Thanks to everyone who left ideas in the box :D
Hope you like my villain :/