Cowritten by AyameKitsune, Thanks I owe you tons XD
His ears rang with mocking laughter. He collapsed as the brand on his back shot pain and nausea to the rest of his body. He crawled on his bed, gasping and feverish. Why was this happening to him? Why now?
"Boy!" Yellow eyes met his, making him shriek and dive under his bed.
Was that Pitch? Of all the times for the Boogeyman to get revenge on him, now was not the right time!
"Do you fear the shadows under your bed?"
Jamie now knew why his brand ached. He knew why he felt so sick.
That voice wasn't Pitch.
It was Jack.
"Scream for me, boy! AHAHAHAHA!"
Jamie did, and silently hoped that if this evil side of Jack was going to kill him while he was sick and in pain, that it would be quick.
Icy shadows reached for him, curling around and embracing him. They chilled and cut his flesh, lapping at the pale skin like fire.
"FROST!"
They retreated, and Jamie heard a growl and felt a whooshing wind as the dark figure retreated, galloping off into the night.
Jamie stared at Pitch and demanded an answer.
"It isn't my fault." The Nightmare king groaned
Jamie stared at him from his sickbed. "If it's not your fault then why is Jack a NIGHTMARE version of himself?"
"Because he got corrupted by my element." He growled "Now he's THAT. and he has a twisted view of Fun."
Jamie glared at Pitch before coughing. "Fix it." He was thrown into a coughing fit.
Pitch suddenly felt suprizingly concerned for the boy.
"That doesn't seem like a normal cough, boy."
A breeze blew past, and the Boogeyman sighed even as a soft voice echoed in the room.
"It isn't, Father. James, has Jack branded you?"
The child looked prideful as he gave an unashamed "Yes."
She looked saddened at him, and ran her hand over his damp-with-sweat hair.
"Poor Winter Prince. Jack's condition has done this, and if we don't cure him in time, you will die."
"What?!" a voice demanded from the doorway.