Soo... Hi! I haven't updated in like half a year and I'm sorry for that. School sucks and I like to use Wattpad more than this website. I'll try and update if I have the time but you never know what could happen. I've been getting some followers and reviews on here recently which caused me to realize just how long ago I updated.
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The nightmare horse that carried me and Jack finally landed outside of North's workshop. As Jack hopped off he looked at me confused. Is he always so confused? Shaking it off we both head inside. First thing we both hear is yells in different languages, accents, and jingles. It was annoying! Taking deep breaths, so I don't freak out again, I start walking into the globe room. Standing there was the Big Four, all covered in bandages, bruises, everything really.
Tears weld in my eyes when I realized something, this is because of me. All of it! The children loosing belief, the Guardians getting week, and most likely, me getting pushed to the side by my father once more. Now that I think about it, I hate him. Never again will I help him, even if he's taking his dying breath. For all I know he's not my real dad, he could of just been there when I woke up.
Nodding at Jack he ran over to the Guardians, his family. I made him leave them when they needed him the most. I'm no better than my father. Making people live in fear, misery. Hurting because of some stupid mistake that should have never happened. All of this wouldn't have happened if I had just killed myself all those years ago when I wanted to. No, needed to. Everyone in the world would be better off, the only thing they'd have to worry about is fear and loosing belief.
Finally, Sandman took notice of my presence near the door. His eyes widened and he created whips out of dream sand. This made the others notice as well and they all lifted up a weapon, Tooth picking up some hammer she grabbed from a near by table. North lifted two twin swords but I can tell he was struggling to keep them up. Bunnymund had taken out two boomerangs, aiming both at me. Jack lifted his staff but not against me, against them.
All four of them had confusion written all over their faces as their youngest, newest member threatened to fight them. I could see frost spreading all over the floor around their feet as I saw something I didn't think would happen yet, his mark was glowing.
"Shit!" I screamed as Jack collapsed to the floor, loosing his grip on his staff. Curled up on the floor, panting in pain, Tooth bent down as I ran to him. Ignoring their warning looks I still lifted Jack's head into my lap, muttering as I did so. "It's all my fault. Should of just stayed in my room, or died there like I was supposed to."
Tears wouldn't stop running down my face as all the Guardians were throwing question after question at me. Soon, about a half hour latter, Jack fell asleep, his mark grew dim till it stopped glowing all together. I have to get it off him and soon. But how?
Bunnymund took him off my lap and into some other room as I stared at my hands. The other three stared at me, more like glaring as they tried not to fall over from pain and belief loss. It's all my fault, they're suffering because of me. Me. Misery Black, the Boogeyman, Pitch Black's, daughter. Or so I believe. Bunny soon returned and also glared daggers at me. All I did was curl in on myself.
"Kill me."
I didn't even realize it left my lips until I hear Tooth gasps. Did I really just ask that, and to the Guardians of Childhood nonetheless? What has happened in the last twenty-four hours to make this happen? Is this even real or just another nightmare my father is playing in my mind? Could he be this cruel?
A hand being placed on my shoulder, a big one at that, scared the shit out of me. "Ve don't kill, not children especially." North, his accent could be known anywhere. If you've heard him once, you'd know it's him from a mile away.
Shaking my head at him I whispered, "I'm no child. All I am is a monster. I ruin everything, mess everything up."
They seemed to not understand because Tooth is now fluttering in my face, asking, "Who are you exactly?"
Stiffening up, I thought of what to say. I can't just say, "Oh, well, I'm Pitch's daughter! Misery Black, how you do?" Hell no. They'd send me out, but they also might kill me, them Jack could be free, right? I believe that's what would happen. Finally, I sigh. Standing up my dad's nightmare horse comes to my side, nuzzling into my neck causing me to giggle. Ignore that, I'm only fourteen, well that's how old I was when I became immortal. Smiling slightly at the Guardians I tell them as bravely as I can muster, "Misery," They seem surprised at my first name. "My names Misery Black. I'm fourteen years old, in human ages, but became an immortal over a thousand years ago. My father is, well, Pitch..." I all but whisper out his name. They all have shocked expressions on their faces.
Bunnymund, being the first to recover from this new news said, "That's why you helped 'im?" Well, more like asked. I just nodded and he continued. "Pitch hurt ya at 'll Sheila?" That caused tears to cascade down my face as memory after memory went through my mind. Him attacking me, making me scared, everything.
"I hate him!" I all but shouted, "He never let me be a kid. All he ever did was hurt me, making me fear so he could become stronger. If I didn't know any better I'd say he's not my real dad, only said that so he could use me." I laugh at the end, letting all the pain out, finally.
Sandy comes up to me and does something I'd never thought he'd ever do to me. He hugged me as I cried into his shoulder. Soon the others started trying to comfort me but I knew the longer we stayed here, the weaker they'd get. Pulling away I smiled at them and said, "Lets get those believers back, aye?"
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