Jack woke up with Pitch holding a whip and looking angry.
"You shouldn't have killed a fearling, Jack, you're gonna pay now." Pitch warned. Jack remembered the incident, he didn't think he was going to kill him but said nothing nor made a noise as Pitch whipped him. After it was over, Jack spat to him, "If your trying to get a rise out of me, nice try." Jack said, smiling sweetly.
"You're not eating for the next 4 days, nor drinking anything." Pitch growled, backhanding the boy for not learning his lesson. Jack just glared at Pitch.
Jack hadn't eaten nor drank anything for the last 3 days. His mouth was parched and dry. He saw Pitch coming in with a needle and tensed. He saw Jack tense on instinct.
"Oh, calm down, Jack. This will help you." Pitch said, taking one of Jack's arms and cleaning it with rubbing alcohol, and slide the needle in slowly, emptying the drug into Jack's body. It would deliver the necessary nutrients to Jack's body that he had been deprived of the last few days. As soon as the needle was put away Jack relaxed slightly. He didn't feel full, but he wasn't thirsty anymore.
"Better?" Pitch asked. Jack nodded. Pitch left Jack to do whatever he did when he was alone. Pitch assumed sleep or complain in his head.
The Guardians had found where Pitch and Jack were, they just needed to go there. North wished he'd realized sooner, or Jack wouldn't be being torture as he spoke. When the Guardians got there, they saw Jack in chains and looking miserable. Pitch was standing up in front of Jack, who was sitting, telling him something.
"Hello, Pitch." North said. Pitch turned around.
"Oh, hullo, North, Bunnymund, Tooth, Sandy, how are you?" Pitch smiled. Jack coughed.
"Don't play games with us, Pitch. Give us back Jack." Tooth said, angry.
"Oh, rhyming I see? Hmmm. Any who, North, if you want Jack back, you have to become one of my Fearlings. " Pitch said.
"I agree." North said. He didn't want Jack to stay here.
"Please no, North, no! Pitch, please, let me take his place, North, please, leave! Just let me take your place, please, Pitch don't keep him here in my place!" Jack begged. North was surprised Jack would stay with Pitch, but he seemed desperate not to let him get hurt.
"Jack, please, don't do this." North begged.
"Please, North, leave! I'll be fine just go!" Jack didn't want North to become Pitch's fearling.
"The deal is settled. Jack will stay here as my new fearling, and you have to leave, now." Pitch said. North hung his head in defeat and disappeared with the Guardians. Pitch turned around to face Jack, who looked much too nervous.
"Does being a fearling mean doing everything you want?" Jack asked.
"Pretty much, but I would never hurt you unless I had to." Pitch answered. It was a partial lie. He realized Jack had asked that because when he was prisoner he had been hurt and probably thought if he was a fearling he wouldn't be hurt like that anymore. He knew Jack would be much more cooperative as a fearling, and would probably be less stressed as not so nervous with the fear of being hurt.
"Rest. We'll start tomorrow." Pitch said, bending down in front of the boy and touching his forehead gently to put him to sleep and have nightmares.
Okay so maybe not my best chapter but I've been distracted lately. Sorry I'll try to get back on track soon. Please review I will make this clear once again: NO FLAMERS I've said it a million times and I've gotten it on other stories! Also, Jack will eventually become a guardian again in a later chapter. I would never make him stay as a fearling, I'm not that cruel.