Alright guys here it is, chapter 13. I know I update at really awkward times. It's almost 2 AM right now LOL. Please keep reviewing, I really like hearing from you guys. I promise the next chapter is going to be evil. XD (PS. I went back and fixed the grammar mistakes. That's what I get for writing at 2 AM. lol)

Pitch sped back towards his lair at top speed, his nightmare stallion neighing angrily as it galloped furiously through the clear night sky. Within minutes the dreary fortress emerged into view and Pitch dove his nightmare steed down to the ground.

The Nightmare King eyed the sand bridge that lead to the entrance of his fortress, looking for any sign of intruders. He didn't have to wait long as three figures emerged from the entrance doors. Pitch scowled as he identified one of them as Nicholas St. North.

He quickly took note of the armies of yetis and sentinel eggs fighting behind them.

Pitch watched them fight the flow of fearlings attacking them; he couldn't help but wonder how they were able to get this far, it didn't make sense. They should have been overwhelmed by nightmares by now, whether they had an army or not.

That was when he saw it. Clutched in the rabbit's paw was some kind of glowing stone, the stone was emanating blue light from itself and whenever the blue light hit one of the nightmares it would instantly dissipate. Pitch had no idea what it was but he knew exactly where it came from. "Damn you MiM." He snarled.

Frustration bubbled within Pitch as thoughts of losing his rightfully earned prisoner to the other two Guardians filled his mind.

'Wait…two Guardians?'

Realization hit Pitch all at once. Slowly his lips twitched upwards as he did a headcount. He already identified North and as he looked closer at the emerging figures he identified the Easter Bunny and the Sandman.

"Looks like the little fairy is missing…" Pitch sneered, "and that must mean she's looking after the winter brat. Well then, I think its time to distract these little pests. I've got an errand to run."

Pitch walked to the end of the bridge, smiling as the Guardians took notice of him and all shot him angry glares. He knew the rabbit couldn't use his tunnels or North's snow globes because of the magic that guarded his fortress, they would have to get to the end of the bridge first, and Pitch was not about to let that happen.

In one swift motion he raised his arms, summoning a mass of nightmare sand. Instantly the sand molded apart forming a plethora of nightmare horses.

"Maybe I should be a bit more creative this time." Pitch said playfully. He reached out one of his arms and snapped his fingers, causing the nightmares sand to form into completely new creatures. They snarled and snapped their jaws angrily at the three enemies. Teeth bared and heads lowered. The nightmare wolves zoned in on their targets at the other end of the bridge.

"Well now that that's done, I'll be on my way to the North Pole…"

Pitch wasn't positive that the fairy and the winter spirit were there but he had a good feeling that he was right. Swiftly he boarded his nightmare horse again and gave a playful wave to the Guardians, who were still fighting relentlessly to get to the end of the bridge and stop Pitch. But they were too late. Pitch was gone.

Earlier

The familiar hum of Tooth's wings grew louder in the infirmary as she made her approach. Within seconds the colorful hybrid fairy flew through the door, clutching a mysterious object in her dainty hands. "This is it guys! This is what MiM gaves us to help save North!"

Bunnymund rose quickly from the side of Jack's sleeping form and hopped over to her. "What is it exactly? And how did he get it to you?"

Soon Sandy's round form floated over and eyed the object in Tooth's hands with curiosity. "From what I gathered it will help you fight Pitch's fearlings." Tooth said thoughtfully. "A moonbeam led me outside and when I looked up at the source of the beam, this floated down to me." She finished.

"Well if it does what you said it does then it's time to rally the troops." Bunnymund replied with a serious tone.

It was chaos in North's workshop. Dozens of yetis were running about, arming themselves with weapons. The elves scurried around helping the yetis in any way that they could, the bells on their hats jingling loudly as they all skittered across the workshop. Once they were all organized they marched into the Grand Hall where the Guardians were waiting for them.

Bunnymund latched his leather holster to his chest and armed himself with his trusty boomerangs. "And one more thing." Bunnymund said as he looked at the army of yetis. A moment later his foot tapped the ground and a rabbit hole opened up. Huge sentinel eggs emerged and lined themselves up with the yetis, there massive bodies thundering loudly as they moved.

"Looks like we have quite the army." Bunnymund said proudly.

"Should I summon my mini fairies?" Tooth questioned. Bunnymund merely shook his head. "Tooth you need to stay here and look after Jack, I've already selected a group of yetis to stand guard just in case something happens."

Tooth looked at Sandy and then at back at Bunnymund, "Are you guys sure?"

Sandy smiled warmly and wisped his assurance above his head. Bunnymund put a paw on her shoulder. "Positive. Now we'll be back in a jiffy, North with us."

Tooth carefully handed him the blue crystal, and in an instant another rabbit hole was opened; the entire army went through.

North hung in his restraints within the shadowy prison. He had gathered more injuries during the past day as the nightmares had decided that he was too comfortable for their liking. Bruises could be visibly seen along his arms. A few abrasions were scattered across his face and his clothes were torn in certain areas, hiding minor wounds beneath them.

He was barely awake, moving constantly between a state of consciousness and unconsciousness. He had been eagerly awaiting his rescue, but after two days had passed he had lost quite a bit of his strength.

For a moment he thought he heard Bunnymund's voice echo in his mind. He was about to brush it off as nothing more than a hallucination until the voice came again, louder this time. Dark blue eyes snapped open and North lifted his head. He listened carefully for the Australian's voice again.

"North!"

There it was again, clear as day. North felt excitement rush through him in waves, "Bunny! This way my friend! I'm here!" North waited patiently and heard thunderous marching get louder until it reached the door. In a sudden burst of energy the black doors to his cell flew open and North could see a group of nightmares burst into nothingness as blue streams of light shot through them.

"Bunny, Sandy! What took you guys so long?" North laughed out, cringing slightly as the bruises on his chest flared with pain.

"Patience is a virtue mate." Bunnymund chuckled before aiming the blue crystal at North's restraints, causing them to fall away. Sandy and Bunnymund caught North in their arms and lowered him to the ground. Dreamsand wisped above Sandy's head and formed a medical sign. "Yeah I have to agree with Sandy mate, you don't look so good." Bunnymund said.

North sighed loudly as he began to stretch and rub his stiff limbs. "Yes well, we're lucky this is all that happened to me."

Sandy formed an image of North as a fearling, which was then followed by a golden question mark. North eyed the images carefully before replying, "that's what I was referring to Sandy, for some reason Pitch decided to not turn me, but hey I not complain."

"And I'm not gonna complain either." Bunnymund commented. "How's about we get you out of here, we've had enough of this despicable place." Bunny said, a glare appearing on his features.

"Yes, that sounds good." North began to stand but stumbled slightly, without a second thought Bunnymund placed North's arm over his shoulder, giving him support that he clearly needed.

Bunnymund knew that using his tunnels would be a one-way trip because of some kind of magic placed over Pitch's lair. He could use his tunnels to get in but he couldn't open them again once he was inside. They quickly discovered that when they went to rescue Jack the first time.

They trekked through the fortress, coming across a plethora of fearlings on the way. But with the help of the blue crystal MiM had gifted them with they were able to overcome them.

"What is that thing?" North commented, eyes wide at its ability to dissipate the nightmares like they were nothing.

"Gift from MiM," Bunnymund replied as he adjusted his posture to help accommodate North's weight. North laughed, "I knew we could count on Manny!" He said triumphantly. "And now about other business…Bunny, how is Jack?" North asked, his tone now completely different than before.

They continued to walk as Bunny answered, "He's…well, he alive." Bunny said carefully, not wanting to talk about Jack's unfortunate state until they knew they were safe. "That bad?" North replied, sorrow mixed with disappointment in his voice. Bunnymund should have known he couldn't hide something from North. "I'll tell you what I told the others, if we give him enough time, he'll be fine, we'll have the old Jack Frost back."

"I'll do whatever it takes." North replied, determination clear in his Russian voice.

They began to move through another elegantly decorated room when Sandy floated in front of them, waving his hands frantically and forming a huge arrow pointing to the left. Instantly they both stopped, the army of Yetis and Sentinel eggs halting as well.

"What is it Sandy?" Both North and Bunny asked.

They followed the little golden form a few paces before stopping in shock. There, lying on the dark tiled floor, were pieces of Jack's wooden staff. As soon as they found one they found another, and another. Sandy gathered them up in his arms until they had found as many as they could. In a few moments the Sandman had lined them up along the floor. They quickly realized they nearly had all the pieces, all of them except one…

"We don't have anymore time to look for the missing piece." Bunnymund said with disappointment. "We can't risk it."

"I bet you anything that Pitch has it." North said angrily, balling his hands into fists. "We will get it back eventually…let's just keep moving mate." Bunnymund assured him. North agreed silently and they began to move again.

Finally they found the entrance to the fortress. It had been a long journey filled with fighting and dead ends, but now they were there. There was only one thing that was bugging Bunnymund and North. Where was Pitch?

They decided not to question it as they fought through one last mass of fearlings guarding the exit. Sandy let his dream whips fly and Bunnymund used the blue crystal. The sentinel eggs crushed dozens of fearlings while the yetis slammed their maces into them. Once they had defeated all of them they pushed the huge doors open, finally free of the fortress.

As they carried North out of the lair they instantly stopped. There standing at the end of the sand bridge was the Nightmare King. He was meeting their gaze like a predator would his prey. All at once they were met with more fearlings, they seemed to come out of nowhere.

As they continued to fight Bunnymund noticed Pitch raise his arms, causing a wave of nightmare sand to race high into the air. "Guys are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Bunnymund commented, uncertainty coating his voice.

North and Sandy took attention to where Pitch was standing and watched as the Nightmare King summoned hundreds of nightmare horses.

"That will not be good." North said darkly.

They were bracing themselves for the army of nightmares when they noticed Pitch smile ominously. "Oh great what's he up to now?" Bunnymund growled as he threw a boomerang and then shot moonbeams into another fearling. The Guardian's eyes widened in shock as the sand took a new form, ominous creatures paced towards them, teeth glinting ominously in the moonlight. Nightmare wolves…

"And that definitely will not be good." North said trying to stand on his own now.

"Guys, he's trying to keep us busy…" Bunnymund replied as he watched Pitch board his nightmare horse again and fly off.

"Oh no…the direction he's going…" Bunnymund said, his eyes wide in fear.

"The North Pole…" North finished for him glaring at Pitch's direction. They didn't have any more time to think as the nightmare wolves overwhelmed them.

Pitch was after Tooth and Jack…