Arther's Note: Sorry about the delay. I got, busy. Let's put at that. ;) So here's chapter four!

The last few days were horrible! Pitch has bit me, he made his dogs bite me, he's whipped me, and has thrown me around like a rag doll! It was day four-or was it five? I had no

idea. Today, I wasn't going to take anymore!

"How am I-I suppose to help you i-if i'm hurt? You also broke my s-staff. That held my powers."

"Do you listen at all? You don't need that pathetic stick! You have powers you don't even understand...but I do. I'm mearly trying to get you to show me." Pitch made a throne of dark sand in front of me and

sat down. He whistled to his dogs. "You know what to do," he said wickedly. They crept twords me. I felt this rage grow inside me...except it wasn't exactly rage... it was power. the three wolves lunged at me

me. With a yell, I shot an orange light from my hands and hit all three mutts. . They instantly disintegrated. Pitch brightened up from his boredom.

"That's exactly what I wanted!" he screamed. He then bolted up, ran twords me, and grabbed my face. He looked me in the eyes, which was creepy because his face was about six inches away from mine.

"Do it again." Pitch whispered. Honestly, I didn't really know what I did. I felt the chains disappear.

"Are you l-letting me g-go?" I asked, confused.

"Of course, not! You're just not going to be chained up." Pitch had an evil look in his eyes. "You're going to learn how to use that power at your own will." Pitch was pacing back and forth, which made him

look like a general.

"Do it again. Use that wall as your target." I stared at the wall. I tried to get that feeling I had earlier. A spark formed in my hand, but it didn't last long.

"Here, let me help you." I instantly had all my fears rise to the top of my head. I saw horrible visions of my brother and mom dying in a huge fire.

"TARENCE!" I screamed. He couldn't hear me. The sense changed. This time it was - I didn't know who it was. I saw myself walk up to him.

"Edmund! I've been looking for you." I held a dagger behind my back.

"I've been here, waiting for you."

"Edmund, Run! Don't listen to her, er, me!" I was still not heard.

"I have a surprise for you." I told him.

"NO!" My eyes widened and with all my energy, I shot the wall. I kept seeing horrible visions. I held my head tightly, but that didn't help. I screamed and faces Pitch. "Stop! Please, just stop!" When he

did, I fell to the ground, feeling very weak.

"That will be your training... everyday." I shot him a look saying, 'No!' Pitch grinned, "Or... I can kill you." I was defeated. I dropped my head and fell asleep. All night I had nightmares of Edmund. I didn't

even know who he was, but he looked so familiar. Everyday I woke up with my heart pounding. I "trained" then fell asleep exhausted. I got to really rest. The weird thing was the nighmares...I began to

laugh at them. The training was easier. The weirdest thing of all, was that I actually was starting to like the Nightmare King! I wasn't afraid of him anymore, and he couldn't -no matter how hard he tryed- scare me!

"Well done! You are now... a fearling! Just as planned." Pitch said that so wickedly, I didn't think it was possible. That's when I finally realized what was going on.

"No! I can't be! I don't work for Pitch!"

"You do now! Do you see your 'friends', Leah? They don't care about you. Give up, you're mine." Pitch was right...was he?

"No, they care! At least Bunny does! He told me!" He narrowed his eyes at me.

"How dare you denie me!" He lifted his hand and slashed my arm! Blood dripped to the ground. He made a whip. You know the rest.