The hole was boarded beneith the broken bed, Jack broke through it with his staff, though this time it was new wood, making the task quite difficult.

He looked around to make sure nobody was around, then jumped down and slid back into the darkness.

His eyes took a minute to adjust to the darkness, but eventually he could make out his surroundings, it was much darker this time,much lonelier and littered with broken cages. . Taking cautious steps, he procceeded, his heart was pounding and he expected something to pop out at him at any moment.

Pitch was nowhere in sight, but that only made Jack even more concerned, after all he was in enemy territory and most likely pitch had a thirst for vengeance after their last encounter.
After pausing for a minute to regain his composure, his heart nearly stopped. A tall silhouette sat on a pillar, hunched over, and arms stretched out before him, his face was cast downward and hidden by the shadows. Paralyzed, jack swallowed hard thinking of what to say or do. Why had he come here at all? His train of thought was quickly cut off as the figure's arms slid to his sides crackling.

"Jack.."Pitch bitterly rasped out as he straightened himself to greet his unexpected guest.

"Pitch.." Jack answered, trying to sound as calm as possible. Pitch's body evaporated and his shadow slid down the pillar like a snake.

Jack jumped back as Pitch reappeared inches away from Jack's face. Jack's eyes widened with horror as he saw three scars down Pitch's face and that his clothes were torn, revealing many more scars, his hair had also grown some.

A bony finger traced Jack's Jawline, as a wicked smile spread on his thin lips. "Are you alone?" He asked slightly tilting his head

"No..The others know I am here"

"You're lyyyyiiing"

"I'M NOT!"

"Tsktsk Jack. I can smell your fear, and I know when others lie."

"I am not afraid of you!" Jack yelled with a hard push to Pitch's shoulders, slightly freezing the black cloth.

All the hairs in the back of his neck were standing up and he was panting as he watched pitch dust off the ice.
Pitch was highly amused by Jack's lies, but his face turned serious as he took a step closer.

"Why are you here? Did you not have enough fun humiliating me last year?"
"I-I..."
There was no answer really, Jack came here without a true purpose and that un-nerved him. Pitch arched his eyebrow as he saw Jack's confusion as he stuggled to find any valid reason to be there.
"Ah.."
Jack yet again, was snapped out of his thoughts as the other's breath caressed his earlobe, sending chills up his spine.

"You... Don't have one?"

"I-I came here-" Pitch's long pale finger slid across Jack's lips not letting him finish.

"I will GIVE you a reason." Pitch whispered seductively, making Jack's pale cheeks flush.
Jack hadn't ever had this feeling, dead or alive.. It felt as if there were butterflies in his stomach..

Pitch's slender hands slid up Jack's hoodie, making his whole body shiver and his legs tremble. "N...No!" Jack panted, and pushed Pitch again sending him into a wall with a soft thud,.
An amused chuckle echoed as Pitch watched Jack fly out. This was going to be interesting.

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