Aisling, the Dreamer

by tsalyah

The guardians each had a favorite, though they were supposed to be impartial. For Jack had Jamie, and Bunny had Sophie, Tooth had Baby Tooth, North had Phil, and Sandy had a girl from America, though the others knew nothing of her. The prologue isn't great, so try to read at least the first chapter. This is my first fanfic, so i'd appreciate if all flames were kept to a minimum.

3. Chapter 2: The Nightmares

Chapter 2

By the end of the first week, the Bennet Siblings looked exhausted. Aisling was at least getting enough sleep to get by, but was still tired. Food and water was left in their cages while they slept.

Pitch decided to visit them for the first time exactly a week after he had kidnapped them. "How are the Mares treating you?" he asked Jamie and Sophie with an evil sneer. He then turned to Aisling. "The Nightmares tell me you give them trouble," he said calling a nightmare to take him up to her cage.

Aisling shrank against the bars of her cage, not liking his tone.

"You used to be so easy to give nightmares to when you were a baby. The night-terrors you gave into caused you to scream so much. Your mind was strong back then, but when you had enough interaction to weaken your thoughts, it was easy to taint you. A pity you grew out of that." He rambled on as he came closer. "Perhaps, it will be fun to break you again."

Aisling prided herself in not being afraid of nightmares, but uncertainty crossed her thoughts as she was reminded of a time when she was vulnerable. She didn't want to admit it, but she was afraid of what this man might do.

He laughed. "I can feel it. You fear me. I think it is time you gave into the nightmares again." He formed his nightmare sand into a knife. She couldn't move as he bent to her sitting level. He looked straight in her eyes as he made a cut on her arm. It wasn't large, perhaps only as wide as a penny. It didn't even hurt that much. Confusion showed as she looked down at the small cut.

Pitch smiled at her confusion and took some sand in his hand, telling her, "nightmare sand is much more effective when in the blood stream." Her eyes widened in surprise and she yelped when he squeezed his hand around the cut on her arm. She was knocked out in seconds, her face fearful. He frowned as he saw the black in her arm's veins start to turn gold. Pitch ordered his nightmare to continually add more sand so she wouldn't be able to purify it fast enough.

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The next morning, he came back and ordered his nightmare to stop. The nightmare sand was slowly purified and she woke up breathing hard. She looked terrible, having fought for her mind all night. When he left, she tried eating and drinking the food left behind.

She was considerably paler than she had been the night before and only ate a little, looking like she wanted to throw up.

"Are you alright?" Jamie asked, his own voice sore from use during the night.

She shook her head slightly and he could see she was shaking from head to toe.

Pitch returned again that night to reopen the closed wound on her forearm and order the nightmare to give her sand all night.

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There's chapter 2. Who do you think will find them and when?

Tsalyah