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Pitch
He can recall a time when he'd believed or perhaps hoped, that forming an alliance with Jack Frost would be for the better. He'd been intrigued by the concept of mixing cold and darkness, because really, they go hand in hand and more than that he'd been enraptured by the thought of having a companion. A companion who'd share his ideals and loathe the guardians for all of the brilliance and happiness that loomed over their shoulders. Each of their believers had mocked him with their undying support for the faultless four. He'd wanted one, just one (and then he'd work on the rest), to look upon him with the respect and fear that he'd deserved. He'd once thought that Jack would be the one. He was young and he knew what it was like to be ignored by the world and all of its people. Yet Pitch had made the mistake of thinking that Jack Frost could be easily manipulated and he had paid for it dearly.
Now he has Jack Frost in the worst of ways and he can't decide if it's the situation or the way that Jack has been pacing circles into the ice slicked ground for the past 5 minutes that is making him tired. His shoeless feet slap relentlessly against the floor, like he's trying to batter his thoughts into the ground. Pitch thinks he might want to batter Jack into the ground if he keeps this up."Would you stop?"
Jack's head snaps up, his eyes settling on Pitch. There is a moment when he looks at Pitch like he's forgotten he was there and in turn forgotten the desperate deal they'd just formed. Then the confusion falls from his eyes and a smile rises in its place. A smile, like they are friends, like Pitch has only just been teasing him. His anger flairs like a candle, soft and steady, as it occurs to him that to Jack Frost, this must be nothing but a game. He knows before the thought can properly form that he will not let himself be used a source of amusement. He may be a medley of unfavorable things, but he is not and will never be a toy. One chance, he decides, he will give Jack one chance to deliver on his promise.
He doesn't think about what he'll do if Jack's intentions are less than honest or what he'll do should their inevitable failure arise. He doesn't want to think of the years of solitude he will have to contend before he can find it within himself to try and rise again. He doesn't-
"Sorry," and the smile is there in his voice "I was just thinking." He shifts that ridiculous staff of his around and offers a shrug.
"Share then," Pitch demands because as much as he doesn't particularly care about what Jack Frost thinks about, he also isn't to keen with the thought of Jack thinking about him without his knowledge.
Jack's smile leaves and he looks to be about as serious as one could expect from said individual." I was thinking that I'm good at having fun, and you're good at scaring people," Pitch knows exactly where Jack is going and already he knows that he is doomed, " it can be a good combination, you know."
"Oh yes," Pitch drawls, and he sounds so calm even though his thoughts are screaming, "and then I can be the the guardian of haunted houses and scary movies". He'd known, always known that he was meant to give in or give up. Giving in meant being something less than what he wanted to be and giving up meant years upon years of isolation. Giving up meant that stupid lingering hope that told him maybe, maybe, maybe, if he just tried one last time he'd make it.
"That's not what I meant," but it's the truth," I just think it would be a good start"
"Do you know what happens, Jack? When the children are done being spooked? They laugh it off, they forget about it, they stop caring and they stop believing and that's it".
Pitch has laughed twice since Jack Frost came to visit, both times tired and humorless, and now it is Jack who laughs, but his is real. His shoulders shake, his lips curl, and his eyes are bright. When he finishes his smile is back in place " Just trust me okay?"
Pitch may be the king of nightmares, but never before has one suggested a thought quite as scary as the notion that Jack Frost is one to be trusted.
Sorry for the delayed update. Computer troubles. Also I feel like I'm making Pitch moody and I spent a bit of time trying to sort that out. Thanks to anyone who may read this and to those of you who review. I very much appreciate it.