The Nightmare Queen
Chapter 3
Captain Quinn
Darkness strolls over the lights on the globe. While children cry to their little mommies and daddies begging them to save them. Pitch was the one who was in charge of the chaos. Dream Pirates, shadows and horses were all of the things Pitch was in charge of. I on the other hand watched the insanity that goes on during each evening. The next day Pitch and I ordered all of the dream pirates to come to the lair. As they all started pouring in, I was sitting on my throne. I had a dress on at the time. A black long dress, with a train in the back, my hair was out and curly as well as dyed black. Everything on me looked very gothic. I enjoyed it, just trying to make the boogeyman happy; But! Pitch was mad. And everyone driven him insane.
All of the pirates and the captain as well was here inside the lair. Once everyone was here. Pitch made an announcement. "Gentlemen!? You are all here for one thing, but first we must bring up the captain. Captain Quinn!?" The captain came up and stood next to Pitch. I sat up on my throne. Looking at them two. Pitch leaned in and whispered something in his ear. Captain Quinn looked scared and nervous at the same time.
"Yes your majesty." He answered. Pitch looked at me and winked. I smiled. The whole audience stood there in silence waiting for Pitch to say something.
"Pirates!? We are in a battle still. Even though the guardians backed out." One pirate raised his hand.
"Majesty!? Isn't that a little off. I meant like we fought them all ready. Pitch? The guardians and we already went into battle." They all agreed. I shook my head feeling ashamed.
"Alright! Fine! We need to kidnap Jack Frost! That is the main focus! Understand everyone! Get Jack and his wooden stick with magic now!" He yelled and screamed. The men were terrified when Pitch is angry. They all scattered and left. I smiled with happiness and excitement. I could not wait to get my hands on a beauty like Jack, but it was all Pitch's enemy, the one he won't let anyone get their hands on. I was really excited to see my king be somewhat happy.
Pitch was still keeping Captain Quinn next to him. The captain was terrified of what will happen to him. I remember he did not listen to Pitch's orders before. So. I watched Pitch take his right hand and placed on the guys shoulder and the other hand and placed it on the man's neck. Squeezing it tighter and tighter. Pitch's face grew angrier and angrier. The guys face was turning pale. He was trying to reach for Pitch's arm, but Pitch had killed him already. The man's body fell onto the lairs ground unresponsive. I never seen the boogeyman do such a thing. That I knew what decisions I had to make. In shock I put my head down, but then I got up and walked out. That was the end of me.
Even though Pitch used to be a general, but he still holds an intimidating look upon his face. He even makes me so nervous about asking him questions that pertains to his past. Even I did ask him he wouldn't mind giving me answers. All I could think of was him yelling out these words "My god! Women what else would you like to know about my lonely pass!?" As scary as it is I am still getting that feeling he would say that one day. Night fall came in quicker than the Easter bunny hopping along a dusty trail. "Kozmotis we got Jack!" I paused as I turned around seeing a man with white hair, blue eyes and a blue hoodie along with brown pants. He was bare footed as always. One of the nightmares caught Pitch's attention when he mentioned the name Jack. Jack Frost was trying to stand on his own two feet, but he fell back down on his knees while the pirates were trying to hold him up by his arms.
"Ah. Jack Frost? What a pleasant surprise. What brings you here my poor lonely winter guardian?" He put his long gray fingers upon the boys head and squeezed it. Jack was covered in dirt and blood. Tears were rolling down his cheek. Jack was moaning about something. Maybe it was the pain from the pirate's man handling him. My use to be teacher is very sensitive. Jack spit out blood. He took a deep breath and spoke.
"You…captured me and brought me here." His words were fumbling everywhere. I could not hear a thing or maybe I was ignoring him.
"Ha ha! My pirate's captured you over there and brought your frosty ass over here. Now rather you like it or not this is my special assistant and queen of nightmares MaryAnn I hope you remember her, she was your good student turned bad. And you Jack! Old man winter being trapped in the dark hole again, easy for me to say. I am putting you in a dungeon full of…of…darkness. How do you like the sound of that?" Pitch smiled while waiting for his reply. The winter spirit spit in Pitch's face. Pitch wiped the blood from his cheek bone.
"I see you don't care. That is good. We are on the same page finally. Send him away!" The pirate's picked him up and took him to a dark room. After that I followed Pitch down where they were at. It was cold and musty in that dark basement. Nothing but chains and a window with metal bars and the walls were thick were no one could hear him scream for help not even the guardians. As we met up, I watched behind Pitch, Jack getting sprung up on the chains. Pitch walked over to him signaling the pirate's to leave. I watched him take an extra chain and strapped it around Jacks neck. He leaned in and whispered into the guardian's ear.
"I hope you don't get too carried away, because if you do I will strangle you even more." With a smile Pitch wrapped a chain around his neck and began pulling. Jacks feet were half way in the air kicking and Jacks hands were struggling trying to keep the chains from squeezing his throat. Pitch looked over at me.
"Tell me when?" He pulled even more and I heard the winter spirit gasping for air. Jacks eyes were staring straight at the wall. He knows when Pitch was going to do it again. Because he could hear the chains ravel. I answered to Pitch's question.
"Enough! Enough Pitch. We don't want this cold blooded guardian not talk." Pitch unraveled the chains from the guardian's neck. Jack was gasping and breathing heavy. With a cough I heard him spit. Pitch helped the guardian take his hoodie off. When Pitch got it off he dropped his hoodie onto a fire pit that was not yet lit up. Next Pitch decided to turn on a fire pit. We watched Jacks hoodie burn. Once it was burned, Pitch took a stick that sat by the pit, put it in the fire and took it out. He looked back at me smiling as I was watching Jack coughing. Jack hands were wrapped around the chains and he was squeezing them with all his might. Pitch took the stick and walked carefully towards Jack and burned his back. Jack screamed and groaned from the pain. I clapped. "Good job winter spirit. You handled the heat very well." Jack replied.
"You will do the same for your king. You will handle him well too with the same torture." Jacks head turned but he stopped half way as he heard Pitch walking over the fire pit. He burned Jack again in the same spot. Jack screamed in pain. This time he started to cry. I walked around to see his tears. They were blue like ice. Jack struggled to put his head up to get a glimpse of me. I ignored him quickly and smiled as I walked with Pitch away from the dungeon. We closed the door behind us and quickly walked away from there. We did hear Jack groaning loudly from the pain. All I could do was walk in silence. But I enjoyed too much I just smiled even more.