Okay so I'd just like to say thanks for all the support guys! I really appreciate reviews and please keep sending them in! They help motivate me. If you guys have any suggestions for the story you are free to share those as well. If not then please enjoy! I'm gonna take a little break from this one and write a few one shots for 'The Rise of the Guardians Story Collection' but don't worry I'm definitely coming back to this!

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: Violence

After a few minutes Jack's sobbing began to quiet down and he started to relax, but he still had a death grip on Bunnymund's grey fur. It was then that Bunnymund decided to speak. "Jack, you've got to lie back down, you're still hurt and you need to rest, " he suggested softly as he rubbed soothing circles on the boy's back, careful to avoid irritating his injuries. Jack peeked up at him and it nearly broke the pooka's heart upon seeing his face. His eyes were swollen and red and he still had fresh tears falling down his pale and injured cheeks. You could tell he was still terrified from his nightmare.

"It'll be alright Jack, I promise, whatever you had a nightmare about just now isn't real and we're not going to let anything happen to you again. You're safe now," Bunnymund assured him. He knew he had to say things to comfort Jack so he would eventually believe that it was all right.

"B-but B-Bunnymund...I'm still s-scared, w-what if Pitch hurts North, w-what if he finds us and attacks y-you guys, what if h-he gets m-me again, I can't-" Jack whimpered softly. Bunnymund interrupted the boy's string of concerns, "shhhh, calm down mate, remember who we are, we're the guardians, and we're not going down without a big fight first. Don't worry about Pitch, we'll get him, and we're going to save North too."

There was a moment of silence before Jack spoke again. "O-kay…" that was all Jack said before a few more tears fell. Bunnymund hugged the distraught spirit again, running his paw through his white hair.

It was true that before now Jack and himself didn't get along, heck he couldn't stand the kid after what he did with the blizzard of 68. But after he started to help them, he realized that the mischievous, overconfident personality was just a front he put up. Jack was truly a good person, he saved one of Tooth's mini fairies without a second thought, he tried to comfort Tooth after Pitch attacked her palace, he apologized to him for calling him an 'Easter Kangaroo'. He actually loved Sandy to bits, wanting eagerly to hang out with him, and see his dream sand magic.

Bunnymund realized that he only acted disrespectful towards them because he was hurt that he'd been ignored for over 300 years. The icing on the cake was that Jack eventually admitted to him that the blizzard of 68 was as attempt to get his attention that backfired, that he actually looked up to him, and was just eager to become acquainted.

They all felt guilty for failing him, it was bad enough that they let him get kidnapped by Pitch but to make matters worse it took them way longer to find him then they had anticipated. Bunnymund continued to hold Jack as the memory of his kidnapping began playing over again in his head.

It was a sky battle; the sky was blackened with thick clouds and the darkness of night. Pitch had summoned an immense amount of nightmare sand that formed an army of nightmare horses. They were completely surrounded but fighting hard.

North was both flying his sleigh and slicing through fearlings with his duel swords. Tooth flitted around as fast as lightning, slicing through fearlings with her wings like they were made of butter. Bunnymund occupied the back of the sleigh, continuously throwing egg bombs and his boomerangs at any fearlings that were stupid enough to get close. Jack flew about with his staff armed and ready, firing frost at all the fearlings that chased him; he was trying desperately to get to Sandy.

Pitch was about to loose an arrow made of nightmare sand into Sandy's back.

Sandy didn't notice Pitch because he was too busy using his dreamsand whips against the continuous flow of nightmare horses attacking him. Pitch looked over at Jack, who was still struggling with the fearlings, and smiled at him before letting the arrow fly. The arrow met its target; the guardians couldn't stop it in time because they were all so overwhelmed from fending off the fearlings. They all watched in horror as Sandy collapsed from the wound inflicted upon him. He floated downwards until he disappeared from their sight as the thick clouds swallowed up his golden form.

"No!" Jack screamed, rage etched upon his face. Pitch looked down at him again, "didn't like that Frost? I don't see why you're so concerned; he didn't care about you anyways. But I guess you're too dense to notice."

Jack, now enraged, shot frost bullets at him. Pitch dodged them easily enough but he was becoming increasingly irritated with the winter spirit. "Looks like I'll have to kill you too then." All at once a mass of nightmare horses took shape and raced downwards at the small form that was Jack Frost. Jack didn't hesitate and raced forward to meet them, his body beginning to glow with a light blue aura. It was literally hundreds of fearlings versus one boy. Right before the mass of nightmares slammed themselves into Jack, he let out a shockwave of blue energy. It raced through the hundreds of fearlings, freezing them on contact. The guardians watched in awe as they all froze and then exploded into millions of pieces.

They didn't get to observe the carnage for long before they realized that Jack was falling out of control. He was out of energy from the attack he'd just unleashed. Tooth raced to catch him but was sideswiped by one of the few remaining nightmares.

"Tooth!" Bunnymund and North called out. North steered his sleight underneath her before she was caught in Bunnymund's arms and placed on the back seat. "You alright Tooth?" Bunnymund asked her in concern. "I'm fine, I'll probably have a bruise, but I'm fine. What about Jack! We have to catch him!" She cried.

North was already on top of it as he once again steered the reindeer towards Jack's falling form.

Pitch was still floating above them, he growled in frustration, enraged at Jack for what he had just done. "How dare he destroy my nightmares!" he roared. When he looked down, he soon realized what the guardians had realized. "Oh-ho-ho, look at that, he's completely wiped out from that attack, isn't that sweet." Pitch sang out as he watched the boy fall and the fairy get sideswiped by his nightmare. "I guess I could just let him fall to his death…nah that be too boring." He mused to himself. "I've got a better idea. Fearlings! Bring that boy to me, I'd like to kill him with my own hands!"

The nightmare that hit Tooth and sent her flying then dove down and caught Jack by the hoodie with its sharp rows of teeth before North could reach him. North screamed in frustration as he watch the Nightmare carry him away faster then his sleigh could keep up.

The nightmare dragged him upwards until he was hanging in front of Pitch's dark form. He was nearly unconscious, but still aware of his surrounding. His eyes were halfway closed as he looked up through his eyelashes at Pitch. Upon seeing him Jack struggled slightly but eventually fell limp, arms at his sides and head to his chest.

"Look what we've got here." Pitch said as he reached out and wrapped his fingers around Jack's throat. Lifting him with little effort from the nightmares grasp. Jack weakly clawed at the fingers gripping him, gasping for breath but receiving none. Now becoming more desperate, Jack began to weakly raise his staff at Pitch but it was caught easily, "I'll take that thank you." Pitch said as he yanked Jack's staff from him.

"Guardians you really aren't doing a good job at keeping each other safe." Pitch yelled down at them condescendingly. Jack's struggles intensified as he fought for air. Pitch ignored it and simply held him out further so the Guardians could see. "Now you'll have to pleasure of watching another one die!"

The Guardians were all shouting protests as they tried to fight off fearlings and reach Jack, when suddenly golden sand shot through a number of them in one swift motion. The Guardians and Pitch all followed the golden sand to its source and found Sandy rising up above the thick clouds he had recently fallen under. He was completely unharmed, it seemed as if he was able to heal himself completely.

The Guardians all gasped while Pitch scowled. "You've got to be kidding me? Why aren't you dead?" Pitch roared in anger. Sandy looked up at him and glared when he saw Jack struggling in Pitch's grasp.

Pitch's demeanor changed again, he stood up straight and smiled contently. "Oh that's right I've still got the little winter spirit though." His grip tightened around the boy's throat once more. Jack made choking sounds and his complexion was becoming slightly red compared to his normal pale color. He had his eyes clenched shut and had a strong grip on Pitch's hand. "I think this calls for a change in plans, I think I'll take him with me as my hostage. How does that sound Guardians?"

Pitch absolutely relished the idea of capturing the winter spirit, he'd been meaning to get his revenge on the boy after he'd foiled his most recent plans to destroy the Guardians. The humiliation he felt when he was dragged back to his lair by his nightmares was enough to make his blood boil. Yes, this was a good plan.

North knew he needed to do something immediately. "Let him go Pitch! He's not part of this, we're you're enemy not him." North was trying desperately now to change the nightmare king's mind, but he knew deep down it wasn't going to work.

"If he's not part of this then he wouldn't of attacked me… but no matter…" Pitch released Jack's throat and let him fall to the platform he was standing on. Jack rolled over, coughing violently as he gasped for oxygen.

"You're coming with me boy." Pitch said as he summoned his black scepter. Jack looked over his shoulder at Pitch just in time to see the nightmare king raise the scepter above his head. "Nighty night little winter spirit." It was the last thing Jack heard before he was violently struck on the head and knocked out. Blood tricked down his face as he lay there motionless.

"No!" Tooth shrieked as she saw Pitch strike Jack. "Guys we have to stop him!" she cried. No matter how hard they tried though they couldn't get close to Pitch without being barreled into by nightmares. Even after Jack's efforts they remained outnumbered.

"Well as much fun as this has been, I think I'll take my leave. You want this boy, come and get him; I'll be waiting." Pitched laughed dangerously, before collecting Jack in his arms and boarding his favorite nightmare horse. "I'll look forward to our next meeting guardians, and don't worry I'll make sure to keep Jack comfortable." Pitch chucked again. He then zoomed off into the dark clouds and out of sight, all the nightmares soon following after him. The guardians were all left behind, stunned and terrified for Jack.

They all blamed themselves the second Pitch escaped. They knew what Pitch would do to him. Every second that passed while they searched for Pitch's lair they were thinking about what Jack could be going through. It was the worst moments of their lives.

Looking at Jack now made Bunnymund's heart numb. The damage done was worse they they'd imagined. They knew Pitch loved to make people fear him, but they had no idea he would go to such extremes.

Bunnymund could only hope that eventually, no matter how long it took; they would get back the Jack Frost they all grew to love.

Bunnymund knew Jack wasn't asleep but he had grown still in his embrace. At least now he was calm. "Jack you need to lay back down so that you can rest and start healing." As soon as the words left Bunnymunds mouth Jack tensed. "I'm t-too scared, I don't want to s-sleep. The n-nightmares." Jack couldn't finish his sentence before he grew silent again. Part of Bunnymund wanted to ask what the nightmare Jack had was about, knowing that talking about what happened to Jack would be part of the healing process, but he also believed that it was too soon. So he kept his mouth shut.

"I'll make you a deal, lay back down and relax, and then I'll go get Sandy. Whenever you feel tired Sandy will fend off your nightmares so that you can sleep. " Bunnymund suggested. He watched as the boy had a mental battle with himself. "O-kay Bunny." Jack's fingers loosened their grip on his fur and he allowed himself to be guided back to the pillows of the bed. Bunnymund noticed that even the slightest movements now made Jack wince in pain. "And I'll get Tooth to get you some pain medicine."

Jack just lay there in bed, staring vacantly at the ceiling as Bunnymund rose to go get the other two guardians. Before Bunnymund exited the room Jack said something that once again made his chest hurt.

"Bunny…Don't waste too much time on me…I'm a lost cause. Save North instead...it's too late for me."

It was also in the moment that Bunnymund was determined to prove Jack wrong.