Love Predator

Chapter 6

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A/N: Just a reminder, the first part of this chapter will be in 1st person omniscient, meaning Jack's telling the story as he heard about it from someone else. It'll make more sense as I get the ball rollin'.

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As I got treated for my injuries in the infirmary, Bunny and the other Guardians waited in North's office. Bunny was the most worried; he paced the floor so many times in one hour he thought he'd make a rut. A yeti came into the office (without knocking) and said that I was in stable condition, but I still needed plenty of rest.

"Thank the Moon." Bunny finally stopped pacing. The yeti left the room. "I… I really did that to him, didn't I?"

"Bunny, it wasn't your fault." Tooth threaded her fingers together. "It's good that you don't remember anything."

"No." Bunny looked at them. "I need you to tell me everything that happened. Don't sugarcoat a damn thing." They all looked at each other.

"Well, we don't know everything ourselves." North explained. "Pitch made you scare a lot of children, but don't worry, they're all fine now."

"Right." He looked at Tooth and her missing patches of feathers. "I did that, huh?"

"We had to fight you many times." Tooth avoided answering that. "But we could never…"

"I know. I appreciate it, sheila. And I'm sorry." Bunny lowered his ears in guilt. She just nodded and smiled. "But, what about Jack?"

"That's the thing we don't know." North shook his head. "A little while after you became dark, we went to look for you, and you, well… you and Pitch kidnapped Jack."

"… I did what?" His eyes went wide.

"We tried to stop you, but we didn't make it in time." North continued. "Pitch left Jack's broken staff with us. You had him for a week until I was able to find Pitch's lair and rescue him. It was shortly after that when… you came to your senses." Bunny was looking increasingly worried. "We don't exactly know what happened to him in that time."

"All those bruises…" Bunny remembered seeing them. "There's only one reason why I would kidnap Jack in that state." He bolted out the door, running to the infirmary.

"Bunny, what are you doing?" North called out to him. Bunny ignored him and got to the entrance guarded by Phil.

"Please, just let me see him for a tick." Bunny gave a stern, pleading look. Phil sighed and put a finger over his mouth, telling Bunny to be quiet. He opened the door slowly and let Bunny in. His sad eyes looked over me as I lay sleeping in the bed, a light blanket covering my naked body. He saw some harsh bite marks and scratches on my neck and shoulders, some of them so bad they needed to be bandaged. Bunny tiptoed to the foot of the bed, taking the blanket in his shaking hands. Phil was still observing him. "Could you just… gimme a moment, mate?" Phil nodded and shut the door.

Bunny took a deep breath, trying to prepare himself for the worst. However, nothing could prepare him for that; he was just too sensitive. He lifted the blanket and looked between my legs, seeing the result of the days of abuse. My legs had multiple scratches and bruises, and my anus was red and purple, stretched and torn terribly.

"Oh god… what have I done?!" Bunny cried, pushing the blanket down to shield his puffy eyes from the sight. He couldn't take it anymore and bolted down a tunnel and back to the warren, hiding behind a rock and holding his head in his hands, crying angrily at himself. "Jack…"

Phil looked in the room and saw Bunny was gone. He had to explain to North, Sandy and Tooth what really happened to me while I was with dark Bunny.

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Bunny spent a few long hours crying, cursing at himself and punching walls. He didn't want to remember what happened, but at the same time he did, just so he could share the pain with me somehow. He was always so protective of me, especially with himself. He never wanted to hurt me, and now that he's done it, he couldn't deal with it very well. His senses became alert when he noticed another's presence in the Warren. He sighed in frustration, seeing that it was North. "What are you doing here?"

"I gave you enough alone time." He said firmly but still caring. Bunny just scoffed, knowing he wasn't going to get the guy out of his home.

"How is he?" Bunny asked.

"His wounds are healing quickly, just like ours do." North said. Spirits' injuries heal a lot faster than a mortal's. "He is still sleeping. Sandy is giving him good dreams."

"Good." Bunny sat on an egg-shaped rock. "I know his body will heal, but his heart…"

"Jack is strong." North assured him. "His love for you is strong. He will forgive you no matter what. And you must have faith in him." Bunny's ears twitched, thinking about that for a moment. He shook his head and snickered.

"Yeah, you're right, mate." He smiled at his friend. "Still, I'd like to ask ya a favor."

"What is it, old friend?"

"Just… keep Jack with you for a while." Bunny replied. "I think it's best if we had some space between us for a bit."

"Hmm…" North wondered if that was a good idea. "I understand. I will try."

"Yeah, it's gonna be tough!" Bunny said. They both laughed, thinking I wasn't going to like the idea.

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I woke up about a day later, feeling a lot better save for the hole still in my gut. Sitting up was pretty difficult. Phil waved his arms, telling me not to get up in his funny language. "Where's Bunny? Is he alright?" Was the first thing I thought about. Phil told me North would come and explain everything to me in a second.

"Jack!" The jolly man barged in, happy to see me awake. "How do you feel?"

"Better. Thanks." I saluted Phil. He brushed it off like it was nothing. "Where's Bunny?"

"Home." North pulled up a chair. "He is fine. We all are."

"And Pitch?"

"He's gone for now." He said. "Who knows when he will try something again."

"He's such a dumbass." I smirked. "Still, I never knew he was capable of turning us into his minions."

"It was quite frightening, but it's over." North smiled, albeit a little weary.

"I'm guessing Bunny's still feeling guilty." I surprised North with that guess, which I apparently guessed correctly. "Otherwise, he'd be here, or you would have at least called him by now."

"Hmph. Yes, he's still upset. I tried talking to him, but I believe you are the only one who can get through to him."

"And I will." I knew I was going to have to do this. I tried getting up, but the stitched-up gash still hurt.

"Jack, wait." North put his hands up. "You should at least wait until your wounds heal. Bunny shouldn't have to see them again, you know?" That was a good point. Seeing me like this wouldn't be good for him. "It won't take long. A few days, perhaps."

"… Alright." I smirked, also figuring that Bunny told North to keep me here for a while.

"Also, Jack…" North averted his eyes. "You're as naked as a yeti."

"Oh, shit!" I covered myself up. "Ugh, Bunny ripped up my clothes! I've had those pants forever and he tore them in half!"

"Actually, this would be a good time to address this matter of clothes." North rubbed his beard. "I was planning on giving you these for Christmas, but now is the best time, obviously." Phil gave North a box all tied up in ribbons, which he then handed to me. I looked at him quizzically, but opened it anyway.

"Wow…" I was actually pleasantly surprised. North had given me crap about my old clothes before, like how they're not iconic and that I just blend into a crowd. I was always worried that he'd give me something ridiculous to wear, like those ugly blue shoes the elves keep trying to force on me. But these, these were great, very symbolic and different but still… me. It actually looked a lot like my colonial outfit, with a cloak, and loose shirt, and those pants that I loved so much. I had told everyone that I loved blue jays, and this outfit was full blue jay motif. The cloak looked like a blue jay's wings and tail, and had a hood and pockets on the inside. The shirt was a pure, crisp white with a laced tie at the collar. The pants looked just like my old ones, except they were a gray-black color, and they tied in the front instead of with a belt. "I love it. I really do."

"Ha! I knew you would!" North sang, standing proudly. "Now, please get some more rest. Your wounds will heal in no time."

"Alright, thanks." I watched him dance out the door. I sighed, looking out the window and thinking of Bunny. I really needed to see him as soon as possible. I didn't want him to wallow in shame about something that wasn't his fault. Really, does he think I'll hate him for something like that? I could never; I love him too much.

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A/N: Another short one. I hope you like Jack's new outfit! I'd really like it if someone fanarted it (no one ever fanarts my stories wah). If you do, don't forget to credit me. I love Jack, you know that, but I hate his clothes. I always wanted him to change them, and I just thought a blue jay cloak would be awesome! Time to feel sad, cuz the next chapter will be the last. Why do a lot of my stories have seven chapters?

Taru-chan