Confessions
Chapter 8
STILL NOT MINE!
A/N: I just read a really sad but good fic called I'm broken without you by feastonthemind. My brother kept intrupting me with questions about his love life while I was reading and I almost punched him out. Go read it after this.
P.S. keep a box of tissues nearby. Bad things happen to Bunny and Jack, worse than what's happening to Jamie.
Jamie woke up again. This time he was in a well-lit, spacious room. He was wearing an outfit that was made to look like Pitch's clothes, only they were blue.
Jamie sat up and threw the blanket off of him. Standing and looking around the room, Jamie saw that he was alone except for a table in the corner with food on it.
Jamie quickly ate the food and tried the door. When it opened, he quietly entered the hall and followed it to a large room Jack had described to him many times before.
"Pitch's globe room," Jamie whispered, looking at the large, broken globe in awe.
"Ah, James, you're finally awake. I know I didn't sleep that long when I was infected," said a female voice from behind Jamie.
Jamie spun around to face the woman who had spoken.
She had pure white hair and a kind face.
"Who are you?" Jamie asked, wary of anyone in Pitch's lair.
"Why James, don't you recognize me?" the woman asked, "Look closely."
Jamie looked at the woman for a moment. Then he realized it, "Mrs. Claus?" he asked.
She smiled, "Yes James, but please call me Anya, I haven't been Mrs. Claus for over 300 years."
"Then stop calling me 'James.' I'm Jamie," Jamie said, "Where are we anyways?"
"We're under the bed. Pitch has finally found a place those pesky Guardians. Isn't it lovely?" Anya said.
"Wait a minute," Jamie said, a bit puzzled, "You said infected. Infected with what?"
"Why a Fearling dear. You are on your way to becoming a True Nightmare!"
Jamie's world went black again.