Santa's belly had been itching, mere days before Christmas.. Something was wrong, very wrong.. Even the workers felt it.

But it wasnt the same feeling with Pitch, it was much worse..

And not many things were worse than the Boogyman.

It was about to be Christmas, and nothing was going to stand in his way, no matter how big and bad.

At first, he wanted to summon the Guardians, but he still had so much work to do, and the Man on the moon didn't contact him, so perhaps it was just a mix exaustion and bad cookies.

Sighing with relief, he wiped his sweaty forehead. They seemed to be ahead of schedule this year.

Two yetis burst through the door at the same time with wide eyes, their mustashes flapping as they frantically spoke over one another.

"Calm down! Vat is zeh matter boys?"

"BRugrugrug!"

"WHAT?!"

Santa cut in between them and scanned the room, his eyes wide with horror. All the elves were crammed into two large black rib-like cages next to an enormus horned creature that's maw was dripping with the blood of two unfortunate elves that tried to fight.

"No.. Zis cannot be.."

The Giant Figure stood, its blood red eyes meeting Santa's, and its mouth twisted into a pleased smile, revealing rows of sharp teeth.. Santa backed away looking for his swords. The creatures spine snapped and popped into place as it turned. "Well, well, well, Ssssssssssanta Clausss..." The creature gurgled

"Krampus.." Santa replied with a mixture of disgust and fear

"You were banished.. How did you escape?"

"When you are locked away fffor countlessss decadesssssss, one tendsss to get creative, my old ffffriend.."

This was a disaster.. An absolute.. Disaster... Krampus had been a defective copy of Santa that was so evil, the boogyman looked like an angel next to him. He was originally created in order to be the old man's creative partner, but he came out with his own plans instead..

Countless childeren went missing every year, they were stuffed in his bag, that was made of skin, breathed, and it had sharp teeth and partally digested the childeren, and what was left of them was tossed into cages where hellhounds would snap at them through the bars, once they were returned home, their families would reject the mutilated childeren, saying that they were demons and toss them out for the wolves to devour.

Of course this was long, long ago.. Santa knew not of what Krampus would do to the children until the man on the moon banished him, and created the Gaurdians in case he should ever escape, but their first mission turned out to stop Pitch Black, and bring purity to the world of darkness he had created.

But now, here he was... Craving vengeance against them. And if Krampus were to win... All the childeren would be in great danger, REAL danger.

The switch to summon the guardians was too far and Krampus had kidnapped his elves, all he had were the two yetis, but Krampus could easily unhinge his Jaw and devour them if they got to close.

After a few russian curses, Santa put his big hands up. "Ve can settle dis like men.."

" I AM NO MAN." Krampus screeched, digging his hooves into the floor. His horns were long and black, threatning to rip though the old man, and his matted fur stood up like that of an angry cat.

The elderly bearded man gulped, continuing to slowly back away.

"I will tear apart all you have worked sssssssso hard to create.. And you sshall watch!"

With that promise the Ghastly creature lunged at Santa..

"Whats up?" Jack asked, hanging upside-down looking through Jamie's open windows. "JACK!" He called excitedly as he threw his nintendo ds aside to hug him. "Heyy kiddo!" he replied picking the twelve-year old up and hugging him back tightly.

"I've missed you! I never thought I'd see you again!"

"Psh, have you stopped believing in me already?"

"NO-NEVER I JUST MEANT-"

"Haha, I know, I know."

Jamies nose crinkled as he stuck his tounge out at the trickster.
"Careful, your face might get stuck like that!" Jack joked poking the boy's nose teasingly.

"Hey, can tomorrow be another snowday?" Jamie begged with his eyes full of hope the answer would be yes.

"Hmmmmmmmm.. And what exactly.." He replied, floating up in the air above Jamie.

"Is in it for me?"

"We can hang out! And go sledding like last year- Or-or I can make you a picture, OR how about I tell you a secret?"

Interested, Jack smirked and balenced on his staff. "Oooh, sounds tempting~"

Jamie laughed as he was attacked with tickles. "Jamie! Its dinner time"

"Awwh but moooooooom Jack frost is here!"

"Suure he is.. Hurry up now."

Pouting, he looked up at Jack who winked at him. "Bye kiddo~ I'll be visiting again so no need for pouting"

"Promise?"

"I promise~"

Reassured, Jamie happily smiled, which was rewarded with a quick hair ruffle before he shuffled off to have dinner.

Jack chuckled and turned to exit, only to be greeted by a towering, unamused boogyman. Before he could react, the man had hit him on the side of the head so hard Jack could see stars, falling into his arms.

(THANK YOU FOR ALL THE KIND REVIEWS. I LOVE YOU ALL. This story seems to be headed down a very dark path, sorry if it's a bit too scary. '^';; PLEASE REVIEW, and if you have any suggestions I'd be happy to hear them!:'D)