The nightmare queen

Chapter 8

Run away

Rain. The sound of it makes me fall asleep, but makes Pitch look bored. "Why are you still sleeping love?" Pitch took his cold right hand and had it tracing my body. I shivered.

"Because I am tired. The rain soothes me."

"And nightmares will too."

"No. Dreams do."

"Ugh what is the difference Sandy can't beat fear."

"Oh! Really? Then what happened to you at the end of that little battle with the kids?"

"He…he… maybe he did. But still! That was once in my immortal time." I turned over to face him. I placed my left hand on his shoulder tracing it with my fingertips.

"Tell me…more."

"It's a long story."

"Put me back to sleep."

"If I do that…My god Mary! No! I can't do this anymore. It's like you support dreams more than nightmares and you cannot do that!" I stopped to lift my body up completely looking down on him.

"You are a bitch. I can support whatever I want." Pitch's face turned fierce, he took his hands and wrapped them around my neck. He did not squeeze though, but he waited for me to say another word.

"Do it." He shook his head no.

"Do it. Do it! You will never do it. You will never…because you were alone for many years without a wife and a child who does not even want to be bothered by you. You are a loner like the rest of us. Why can't you just accept my feelings and my support?" I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Because! You were never in my life. You have not yet understand what I went through. I have been trapped like this for centuries and no one has ever asked if I was doing okay, or if I needed the company."

"Bullshit! You are a pathetic king. You have no self-control, all you care about is nightmares and destroying the guardians and not to mention we kidnapped Jack Frost and made him into something he's not."

"Let alone Mary I changed you too. Now you know what it feels like to be in my shoes. Pitch Black! Left scrambling around in a cave looking for small children to feed off of."

"Pitch? Please. Please don't hurt me."

"I'm not going to hurt you, I am just going to get downstairs and sit on my throne until you make your final choice. Choose them wisely my dear. Remember you can't kill fear it's self it will always be around you. Even when you are dreaming." He kissed me on the fore head before leaving my restless soul. As he closed the door behind him, I lied back down and cried until there was no choices to be made. I even had thoughts of freeing myself and Jack. I wanted to go back. I just wanted too.

Hours flew by like seconds. I heard a sudden knock on the bedroom door. "Who is it?" I asked while scrambling to put something on.

"It's Jack."

"Jack come in!" He opened the door and he found me with my clothes on but I was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping away a tear.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's…it's nothing." Jack came over and placed his arms around me, he then placed his right hand on my head trying to make me rest my head on his shoulder along with his head.

"What did he do to you?"

"Nothing."

"No! What did he do to you?" I swallowed trying to hold back my tears.

"We got into a little argument Jack. We have to get you away from here. I have to leave. I can't handle him."

"Why? What's wrong? Why is he making you do everything, and then wants you to fail?"

"I am scared Jack. You probably missed being a regular guardian and I miss being a regular girl who had big dreams of being a guardian."

"I…Think I know what he is doing. He is causing all of this chaos. He made me into his son, you as a wife and I think… he is causing a huge real life nightmare instead of destroying our dreams! We have to leave." He jumped up trying to get the black ink from around his eyes. I pulled Jack back down.

"No Jack! No. It's a spell. A spell he has us all locked in. Yes! It is a nightmare taking over our lives, but he made me take a tube of sand and made you drink it. That is why you are like this. Please winter guardian. Just keep this plan to yourself. And most importantly to ourselves. Please." The tears started and Jack looked at me. He grabbed my hand while trying to think of something.

"The big four. Sandy can come and knock him out once and for all."

'No! It's weak. We need lots of light, torture him like he did to you. Maybe we could get help later when we put him in a jail cell."

"Great. We can. We will leave tonight. Just pretend you are getting dress and just pack up. But lock the door so he won't enter. I'll try to distract him with powers and sword fight training." I nodded at his plan hoping it would work out. While Jack left I followed behind him trying to eves drop on his bond with Pitch.

"Father!? Let's sword fight shall we?" Pitch chuckled.

"Father? I have not heard that name sense the golden age. Alright then if you wish. Come on." He got up from his throne. So far they went in the sword room. I heard the door close. I hurried trying to make my move. I took out everything of mine. Shoes, dresses and under clothes. It was a lot so I had to make a choice either to leave some or take all. It was hard. I ran in the bathroom panicking if the plan did not work out. I turned on the shower and ran back into the room searching for the rest of my belongings. It looked like I had everything packed and ready except for the clothes I am wearing back to the Pole. Then I stopped once I heard a sudden noise, then a knock at the door.

"Who is it, I am about to get in the shower."

"It's Pitch." I was really panicking. My hands were sweaty and shaky, I had no choice but to answer the door. So I wrapped a clothing around me and tried to tie my hair up in a bun. Then I answered. "Yes?"

"Showering so soon?" He looked down at my legs and body.

"I…um…" He raised and eye brown and smirked a little. Pitch took his right arm and jerked it a little. What came from that corner of the hall way was Jack. I stared in shock, but scared and was very nervous. I licked my lips a little waiting for his reply.

"You see Mary, Nightmare horses and men are a very smart company to have. They sense your fear you know."

"I know." I took a deep breath because I realized I cut him off.

"You and Jack are…not so clever. If you want to leave me tell me so my queen. I am only going to say this once. Anything about my past is off limits to you. Number two the funny thing is I caught you trying to hurry packing up and leaving. I made poor Jacky tell me everything." He chuckled while pulling the boys hair. I wiped my face from the sweat. It was silence, nothing but water running from the shower.

"Turn off the water, get dress and get down here. Because you are never leaving my site."

"I'm so sorry." Pitch looked at me confused.

"For?" He let the boy go, and walked towards me. I was taking few steps back onto the nightstand. He then put his long fingers from his right hand on my hair and pushed it back behind my ear.

"May…I…get dress?"

"I would like to say no. But this is inappropriate for the virgin guardian. So yes you may, but! You have one minute to get downstairs or the both of you will be held captive in a dungeon." As they left I hurried getting back on my dress. Without a shower it felt awkward without feeling fresh. I looked out the little bathroom window seeing everything blanketed still with snow. Everything was twisted in some sort of dream. It was like a dead end fairy tale. Maybe this is a nightmare that is happening. I finally finished getting dressed. I saw Pitch standing there at the top of the steps. I gasped. "What…are you doing here?"

"Same question I asked you. What are you doing here if you still want to be with a group of weirdos anyway? You have no common sense." He smirked sinfully. Pitch came up to me pulling my long hair. As he pulled I almost tripped down, thanks to the rails I held myself up. As we got to the bottom, turned my body around to face him. He then hugged me tightly before whispering in my ear of how much he loves me. And how sorry he is for being so cruel. I turned around and saw two men. Nightmare men standing there smiling. Pitch turned me all the way around. "Enjoy it while you can with the other weirdo." He shoved me a little and the men grabbed me and took me down those familiar steps.

"Looks familiar Mary? I been waiting a long time for something to occur like this."

"How dare you! How dare you Pitch!" I kicked and screamed then next thing you know I was shoved in the cell along with Jack. The door slammed shut. I took a step back and sat next to Jack whose back had scratches on it. "Jack? What happened?"

"He hurt me. Did he hurt you too?"

"No. My god you're changing again. Jack your hair, you are changing back." He turned to look at me.

"You are too! Look, it must be something, we must have showed no fear at all or something."

"No Jack. In order to lift the spell of his. We must work together or something."

"Yeah! Let me see if I could break these window bars to the outside." Jack hurried towards the window, with all his might. He broke the window bars. The space was wide enough for us to get through one by one. Jack of course flew. And I on the other hand grabbed his hand and struggled getting out because of how high it was. The as I was getting out Pitch was standing right outside of the dungeon's door. "Jack! Hurry! Help me!"

"I got yah." Pitch changed to a shadow to fit through the crack of the door. When I and Jack were outside we ran as fast as we can. "Come on! We'll fly!"

"I cannot fly!"

"Take my hand." I reached for his hand and we flew, When the wind was blowing his hair, his hair was turning back to the white color he had. I looked back and saw a whole army of men and horses including Pitch coming after us. Once we reached the front entrance of the North Pole. Jack busted the door. "Come Mary!"

"Jack!? What are you?"

"No time North. We have to hide her, lock all doors and windows." North draw his duel swords and stepped outside. Tooth came out to with her army. Those baby fairies believe it or not are actually very good with war. The battle again started. I watched North struggling to keep one man off of him, and the other trying to grab his sword. North slashed at the both of them. Then I saw sandman. He came and gave North a hand. Toothina never looked much happier. The blood, pain and sweat was worth it. I escaped Pitch once and for all.

I never thought I would do it. I did. With Jack I helped fight off the bad demons. It was a nightmare for all. Then Pitch. Standing there at the door looking at me, as for the rest sword fighting Jack finally got his staff back. I walked slowly towards Pitch as he kept those glowing eclipse eyes at me. I felt something in my hand, I looked at the right hand and saw that I had a knife in my hand. I as well was ready to fight, but how could I fight him with this weapon? Maybe it was a joke. All was good when I walked up to him; the closer I got to him the more the tension grew between us. Pitch dropped his scythe and held opened his arms. I was not sure what to do. But I was certain that this could be one of his tricks, and yet the trick he taught me during our sword fighting lesson. "Mary?"

"Pitch?" As Jack was fighting he looked back at me and nod. I did not know what he nodded for but it was something he wanted me to do. So I hugged Pitch wrapping my left arm under my right arm. Then I felt something, some sort of black sand trying to capture me again. I lifted my arm with this knife in my hand. He whispered something.

"I will always be the boogeyman." I stabbed him. As I heard him gasping for air, he parted me away from him, but he stood there smiling. I then replied.

"Not in my nightmare. I am not your queen anymore." I side kicked him in the jaw. Pitch fell on his behind, and then he took his scythe and swung it. I screamed while ducking. North ran up and punched Pitch head on in the face. Sandy came over quick as he can, and sprinkled golden sand on him. Pitch was again knocked asleep. Meanwhile, as the nightmare army saw what happened to their master and king, they all scrammed away from here. Pitch's body was carried by North. North had a jail like cell of his own. The nightmare king was placed in a room inside of North's office where it is difficult for him to escape with all the sunlight. When we followed North, He placed Pitch's restless body on the ground and we all came in to watch him get tied up in chains. I smiled, when Jack placed his hand on my shoulder and congratulated me on my skills and courage. That was not unfortunately the last time I saw Pitch. The nightmare was over, and my days as queen are finished.