Aster sat silently in the warren, painting eggs and sending them off in a line. He had a great idea for the little girls Easter: Glittered eggs! What little girl doesn't love glitter? He dipped his brush in the sky blue glitter paint and aimed it toward the brush when a freezing col wind knocked over his paint over and into his lap. he growled before looking around and sniffed for Jack.

"Dang it Frost Bite, I know that was you!" He sniffed the air once again but couldn't since him any were.

This isn't good. He looked to the sky's, finding the northern lights calling the guardians. Jack must be pulling pranks again. He was always sending heavy winds around the world or causing snow to appear in hot places like Egypt. But this time it seamed different. Jack's never made a wind that strong before.

- X -

Sandy and North stared at each other in silence. They waited for a long time with Tooth and the Easter Bunny, but after half an hour every became restless.

"Jack's wind blew ALL of my fairies away and most of them are still trying to find their way back home." Tooth chirped sadly, worried about her fairies and Jack himself.

"Somethings not right. Jack can summon his wind to fly faster than any air craft in the world, he should have been here by now." North seamed worried as well, even Bunny.

Tooth looked over at Sandy who was making pictures above his head with golden sand,

"Your right," Tooth whispered back to to the smaller man. "The wind it must have been a sign."

- X -

Jack rolled over on his side and groaned at the pain in his back.
He remember seeing Pitch, but that was it. His head hurt like hell and face was bruised.
He touched his cheek and winced.

"It's okay, Jack. Everything's going to be okay." He told himself, knowing that everything was not okay.

Jack turning in circles in hope to find away out or even a glimpse of light, but there was nothing. He couldn't even see his own hand in front if his face. He swallowed his fear and shook his head.

'I've never been afraid of Pitch before, so why start now?' He stepped forward just to find himself falling back down in pain. 'Oh yeah - that's why.'

In his first battle with Pitch he was never physically hurt, he's never even felt true pain before. Threw out all his years he's only experienced a few small cut's and bruises from falling out of a tree or something just as childish. But these - these were different. These were inflicted by someone else.

He pushed himself up and tried to find a wall to lean against, but found nothing. Just darkness and a floor. He opened his mouth and started yelling floor help, just to find that he couldn't hear. He couldn't even see. He was trapped! He forced himself to stand, to push threw the pain and get away from this Hell, but couldn't only managed to fall back down.

"Oh my, look at this. Can't get up?" Jack's head shot up, looking around and listening for that voice.

"Pitch?" he mouthed silently, trying to find the source.

"Oh Jack, poor - poor Jack. You must be so scared. All lone, always alone." Pitch appeared by his side and picked him up bridle style, holding him close and walking threw the shadows, appearing in a new room with just a little more light, a bed, and a dresser. He put Jack on the bed and lay him down, head on a pillow. Jack winced in pain from the movement but was still grateful for the bed. "Sorry about all the cuts and bruises, I accidentally dropped you down a whole." He chuckled darkly while sitting on the bed with Jack.

"Y-you - you wont g-get away with this!" Jack could speak and hear, but found him self stuttering in fear. Stuttering! He never stuttered, he never feared - what was happening to him?

"Be nice Jack, or I'll put you back in the quiet room. And trust me when I say: you don't want to be in there." He stood back up went over to the dresser. He opened the first drawer and pulled out a long blue dress with white lace and a ribbon that tied around the back. "Dinner will be starting soon and I want you to attend. Wear this and take your medicine. It should stop the pain."

Jack looked at the dress and growled. "Like i would ever were that you sadistic freak."

"Well you don't want to show up naked, do you?" Pitch grinned down at Jack who sudden;y realized he was naked.

His eye's widened as he curled into a ball and covered his most private area's. How could he not noticed something this big? "You sick perv!"

"Perv?" Pitch crossed his arms and began to think. "I never really thought of myself as a pervert, but I suppose in your case I would be a perv."

Jack gritted his teeth and glared. "Why are you doing this?"

"Why? Why not. You took everything from me, now I'm going to everything from you." Pitch turned towards the shadow and disappeared without another word, leaving Jack thinking about his current ordeal.

'This must be some kind of joke.' he thought. 'We're both men, after all, so he wouldn't rape me - would he?' Jack curled into his ball and began to shiver from the very thought. 'No, he can't do this to me - he won't.'

- X -

Pitch came back an hour later and saw Jack sleeping silently in the bed, wearing the light blue dress with no other accessories. He walked over to the vanity and grabbed nail polish, a blue head band, and was ready to finish what Jack didn't. He waved his hand, making black sand appear around Jack's wrists, forcing them tightly together and impossible to break. Pitch sat on top of Jack, waking him up and proceeding to put on the head band.

"Wh-no! Stop!" Jack hated it, but had no other choice. Pitch was differently bent on making him look like a girl.

"You have these accessories for a reason Jack, wear them and we won't have any problems."