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I felt the blood drain from my face; I hadn't expected to put on the spot like this. I had hoped that North would explain this.

I took a deep breath and let it out again, calming myself.

"Okay, to start, have all of you heard of the Human Order of Guardians?"

Bunnymund scoffed and turned away. "That lot? Of course we have, real bloody annoying sometimes."

"Oh come on, they're not so bad." Defended Toothiana, "their heart's in the right place." Sandman nodded in agreement.

"Doesn't make them any less annoying." Bunnymund turned back towards us. "Don't tell me you're from them?"

"Yeeeah."

Bunnymund groaned, "Oh that's just great! Why did you have to come here? Easter is right around the corner for crying out loud! Isn't this something you can handle on your own?"

"No." I replied, trying to keep my voice even as my temper rose, "there's no one else left."

"What?" All of the Guardians looked shocked, but I was still focusing on Bunnymund.

"Everyone else has been captured by the Descendants of Pitch."

"Well that's still your problem!"

"There's no one else to turn to! What were we supposed to do? It's just the two of us left!"

"Still your problem, we didn't ask for you lot."

I'd finally had enough with him and exploded.

"I don't remember asking for this either! Do you think I actually want a power that has caused me nothing but trouble? My brother could still be alive! I could be having a normal life right about now, but no, I'm hundreds of miles away from home, scared out of my mind because the only people who could even begin to understand have all gone and at the minute the only hope I have is being thrown back in my face!"

Bunnymund and I were standing nose to nose now, glaring at each other. At that point I couldn't help but notice how much taller Bunnymund was than me.

"Jackie, floor!"

I looked over at Jack and then looked at my feet. A small area of ice had formed around my feet and was still growing. My control still needed a lot of work it seemed, frosty fingers were an improvement, but I hadn't expected to actually form ice.

I closed my eyes, took a step back and breathed deeply, letting my anger go, the ice disappearing with it.

When I opened my eyes I saw that Bunnymund had moved away with look of annoyance.

"Aw great, you're Descended from him aren't you?!" He cried pointing at Jack.

"Yes."

"That's just great. Like we need two of you."

"If it helps the only thing we seem to share is ice powers." Said Jack.

"Great, now the two of you can blast me!"

I looked over at Jack, who looked a little sheepish.

"What did you do?" I asked him, to which he shrugged.

"Long story."

In an attempt to calm things Toothiana fluttered over to Penelope and asked, "What about you? Who are you Descended from?"

Penelope looked over at me, her eyes wide. I understood her fear, we could lose what favour we currently had, but if we hid it the consequences could be much worse.

I nodded to her and she looked back at Toothiana. She then said in a small voice "I'm a Descendant of Pitch."

"What was that sorry?"

She took a deep breath, "I'm a Descendant of Pitch."

Instantly Toothiana withdrew and Bunnymund and Sandman got into a defensive position.

"What were you thinking bringing her here!" yelled Bunnymund, glaring in my direction.

"If you let me explain-"

Sandman glared in her direction and formed whips of sand.

"Can you please...?"

Bunnymund pulled out a pair of boomerangs.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" I yelled, sending a small wall of ice between Penelope and the others with a sweep of my arms.

Bunnymund and Sandman stepped back in double surprise, even Jack looked at me in surprise, he'd never seen me like this. Penelope also looked surprised, as though she hadn't expected me to defend her in such a way.

"If you'd listen, Penelope is the reason why I got out. We'd met before and she was starting to get cold feet with what the Descendants of Pitch were doing. It was essentially our opportunity of escape, albeit in slightly different ways."

Bunnymund spluttered in disbelief, "You can't actually trust her do you?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well then, you can both get the heck out of here, this still doesn't concern us and you've just put us all in danger. If we were in trouble, would we expect you to drop everything to help?"

"Yes, we would! There's more of us anyway!"

Bunnymund scoffed, "Clearly you haven't been around them long enough. Why don't you just go back unless you have something that actually concerns us!"

I'd finally had enough of his attitude, but surprisingly Penelope was the one who snapped.

"Pitch himself is leading them! Trust us when we say, this concerns you as well!"

We all stopped and stared at her in disbelief.

"Why didn't you tell me that earlier!?" I said, trying to keep my temper and sudden fear under control. Although I could still feel the familiar feeling of frost gathering on my fingers.

"You were already freaked out after the attack; I didn't want to add to that."

"Something like that is more important than my wellbeing!" I cried in disbelief, in a higher pitch than I would have liked and feeling my hands shaking slightly from the revelation. I remembered all too well what happened when I last saw Pitch Black.

On that note, it felt weird to be arguing like this after having not said much to each other.

"That's enough you two." said North surprisingly calmly. "So, when was the attack?"

"Two days ago." I replied, attempting to get my voice under control and trying to discreetly brush off the frost on my jeans.

"It took you that long to get here?"

"No, Penelope has shadow travel powers, so we got here within 15 minutes, those two days were spent recovering."

"Recovering?"

"The initial attack was a wave of black sand. Myself and the other Descendants of Jack, all eight of us who can control ice, erected a barrier to keep it out, with about fifty Descendants of Bunnymund using earth to make another barrier in front of ours."

"They still got through that?" asked Bunnymund, having moved his arms down, he still hadn't put away the boomerangs though. The Sandman had gotten rid of his sand streams, but still eyed Penelope warily as I explained.

"Yes, it was gradual, with personal weaknesses making weaknesses in the earth wall, eventually it became too much and it got to our barrier. The person next to me was the first to go down; since she's so young and keeping the barrier up was a massive strain. I tried to keep her part of the barrier up as well as mine, but the sand got through anyway. Somebody else then went down I tried to keep their part of their barrier up as well. Then everyone went."

"We were told to not hold back." Said Penelope.

"I could tell; it felt like I was attempting to hold up the sky!"

"I saw you, you had your eyes closed, but you were holding up the whole barrier!"

"I know; my arms still haven't forgiven me for it." I said, rolling my shoulders, which still ached.

"But that room was huge! How did you manage it?"

"I don't know, adrenaline rush?" I shrugged and tried not to wince from the movement.

"And also, I thought your arms were okay now!" She had clearly noticed the suppressed wince.

"We agreed to move when I could move my arms again. We didn't say anything about them not hurting. It's just the shoulders anyway."

"You're unbelievable, you know that? We should have waited another day to make sure you're okay!"

"No, we shouldn't have! As long as I can move them, it's fine."

"No it's not!"

North coughed and I got on with the story.

"Anyway, I spent those two days flat on my back because my arms were too weak to actually do anything. If it wasn't for Penelope sticking around, then, well I wouldn't be here."

Toothiana looked between the two of us, then back at the others. "I think we should help them."

My hope began to rise as Jack spoke.

"I'm in."

Sandman nodded and gave a thumbs up to show that he was on board.

Bunnymund looked at the others, then sighed, sheathing his boomerangs on his back. "Well, Pitch is involved, might as well. But don't get used to it." He sent me a glare, but it was more relaxed now.

North grinned. "Excellent, now we just need to know where they are."

We all looked at Penelope.

"It's not that simple, each group of Descendants are being held in different places." She said.

"Okay, where?"

"The Descendants of Jack are underneath the Sahara desert."

I flinched, that was just cruel.

Toothiana had seen me flinch, "What is it?"

"People like me, we can't handle heat. We have a high tolerance for the cold, but the heat." I shuddered again, "just, no."

"How bad is it for you?" asked Toothiana, clearly curious.

"Let's put it this way, I was outside not too long ago, and I haven't willingly moved any closer to the fire than this." I replied, standing closer to the Globe than the fire.

Tooth suddenly winced, realising exactly what she had done when she put her fingers in my mouth.

"Sorry about, earlier."

"It's okay. You didn't know." I said, waving away her concern.

"If it helps, your teeth are as good as Jacks."

"Um, thanks?" I was unsure if that was a compliment or not.

"How bad would it be if they escaped there?" Asked North, getting the conversation back on track.

"Pretty bad, I don't know what the exact reaction would be, but they might not survive."

"Then how can we free them if we can't get them out?" asked Toothiana.

My gaze drifted to Bunnymund.

"We go underground." I thought aloud.

Bunnymund saw me looking at him, "Wait, you want me to use the Tunnels?"

"If that's not a problem."

"Well, yeah, it is!" The others looked at him and he seemed to sag, "Fine, but I'm not happy about this."

I looked back to Penelope, "Where're the others."

She began to count off her fingers.

"Descendants of Bunnymund are underneath Antarctica, Descendants of Toothiana are beneath Moscow, Descendants of North are underneath Sydney and the Descendants of Sandman are being held in a base in North America. I think its a few states north of you Jackie."

"You don't know for certain?" I asked.

"I don't have a perfect memory." She said with a shrug, her expression apologetic.

"Well then," said North, "sounds like we'll need the sleigh!"

Bunnymund's face paled beneath his fur and his ears went back, "Whoa whoa, I'll just head to the one beneath the Sahara by the Tunnels."

"Oh no you don't, we'll work it out on the way, come on."