The Nightmare Queen
Chapter 6
Relaxing
Jack never spoke to us. In fact he just didn't came down for dinner and training. He hated us because of what he has become. Jack just sat in our room for hours staring at the window. "What shall we do?" I asked.
"We should leave him."
"No Pitch, like you said he is our prince now. More like a son." Jack finally looked at us. He then spoke.
"I am not your prince. Let alone I am not your son."
"Jack you are. Please be part of our family."
"Fine then." He then turned back to the window. I smiled up at Pitch.
"Finally." I whispered.
"Jack? How about a father and son time?"
"Yes." He answered with excitement. I was confused because he seemed like he did not like us, but he does know.
"Excellent!" Pitch said putting his hands together. Jack hurried and flew downstairs. Pitch followed. While the boys went downstairs to the sword room, I went downstairs to sit and watch them.
"Excellent Jack! Again my boy!" Pitch sounded so happy then before. He watched Jacks skills in sword fighting and martial arts. Jack was happy too. The two sword fight all day long. He even cut Pitch's arm, but Pitch didn't mind it. He made him feel like he had another child. I just hope Mother Nature doesn't mind. She barely talks to her father any more than when she was little.
"Fighting is not the answer!" I claimed. Pitch and Jack stopped to look at me.
"Yes it is?" Jack smiled. My son loved us all. He treated me like a mother wants to be treated and as well as Pitch. Then they started to sword fight again. Jack was working on his skills of blocking and slashing. Even watching this made me feel like I was watching some movie. Pitch pushed Jack up against the wall and held a sword up his throat. Jack used his black ice powers to push him off. Pitch then fell on his back. Jack kicked him in the thigh. Pitch chuckled and got up, he used his shadows to make Jack feel confused. Jack turned around and saw Pitch with a scythe. Jack ducked as I did when he tried to hit me. "Watch out Jack! Duck down!" Jack did the opposite and he fell while holding his head. Pitch and I walked over to him, we looked at him for a moment to see if he was okay. I asked him. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Ouch." Jack stood up.
"Again?" Pitch asked. Jack shook his head no. He was rubbing the back of his head and came across blood.
"You are bleeding black sand."
"No. It's fine mom."
"Let me see." I checked the wounded area. Jack kept putting his hand over it to hide it.
"Jack! I can't fucking see if you got your hand in the way." Then Jack used his powers to cover the wound.
"Jack!?"
"He he! You can't see it mother. I have powers now."
"You always did." I mumbled. Pitch signaled us to come with him to see the globe. We followed. Once we got there we sat down. Jack even had his own black throne. His had a black snow flake placed in the back of his throne's head rest. Pitch looked at me and kissed me slightly on the cheek.
"Happy?" He asked smiling.
"Yes." I answered. Then I glanced at Jack seeing him make a snow flake and playing with it. We were all bored and tired.
"Mother? I am tired and miserable. Can we do something?"
"No. Let's just relax. Your father is sleeping now." I rest. Jack closed his red eyes shut and I looked at Pitch he was sleeping too. I just sat in the quiet lair watching the globe. For hours we just sat.