Mean Seasons 79 Heir to Nightmares 7

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Carrie looks at him sharply. "What do you mean he's gone?"

"He used the Fearlings to distract me. He escaped!"

Mother Nature leaped up and growled at him "You said you would lock him away!"

"Aparently being in the heart of his new element was not the best idea!" he snapped back.

Carrie frowned. "Ok where would he go?" She asked.

"I will give you three guesses." Pitch said sarcasticly. "Where is Jamie?"

Carrie darted for the stairs. "Upstairs with Hiccup."

"Is he really?" he narrowed his eyes.

"Yes."

"Um excuse me...but we have a problem."

Hiccup came over. In his arms was Jamie.

half of the boy was black sand.

"A decoy!" Pitch hissed

"Find him, Summer! Find him NOW!"

Dropping the decoy, the boy hopped on the waiting Night Fury and followed the scent of Jack's First Believer into Sophie's room.

Carrie bit down on a swear. "When did he replace Jamie!?"

"That is a very good question." Hiccup said, as Toothless gently dragged a limp, cold, and sweating Jamie out from under the small bed. "I was awake the whole time."

Pitch gulped

"You only THOUGHT you were watching them. You, boy, were in a Nightmare. Jack is more powerful than I thought." A touch of pride and excitement was in the tone, but got shot down as MN glared at him

Carrie hugged her son to her. "We're gonna need the other Guardians help aren't we?"

"As much as I don't want them meddling, we at least need Sanderson.." he stiffened

"Oh no."

MN grit her teeth "What is it?"

"Not only is he here...but three fearlings have latched onto him. If they gain control we will have an even bigger problem in our hands!"

Carrie growled. "Oh super." She said sarcastically. "Can you order the Fearlings to not obey Jack?"

Mother Nature sighed

"My father himself was corrupted by the Fearlings. If they find a new host, there is nothing he can do. If Jack gets corrupted by the creatures and they decide he is better for them than my father..."

"We will have the REAL Nightmare Prince on our hands!" Pitch finished

Carrie winced. "Ok yeah we need all the help we can get."

ROTG

Luckily Sandy was in the area, and came in furious, whipping Pitch around his ankle and slamming him down hard, his pictures demanding WHAT THE HECK HAVE YOU DONE!"

Carrie cleared her thought. "Excuse me but can you please not commit violence in my house, I don't want my kids to see it." She tells the Sandman in a bland tone of voice.

Sandy explained sheepishly that he was only doing his job, thern pointed out that Jamie alone had seen far worse.

Pitch snickered then "Boy has nightmares of people getting impailed by icicles and their own frozen blood. Me getting knocked around is tame by comparison."

Mother Nature glared at him "Sure, Father, paint a vivid picture of Winter's Dark Age personality flaws to his Prince's mother."

Carrie twitched. "Thank you for reminding me of that." She said with heavy sarcasm. "I'd like Sophie at least to not wake up screaming. And we have more urgent things to do like stop Jack before he does something he'll really regret when he returns to normal."

Mother cringed "My Winter is at his lake. Some children got lost in his woods, but...he isn't there for them. He's wrestling the Fearlings."

Carrie blinks at that. "Why is he wrestling the Fearlings?"

"Have you ever known him to willingly let anything control him?" Pitch asked pointedly. "He wrestles for control. I know he'll win."

Carrie nods combing a hand through Jamie's hair. "What will happen when Jack wins?" She ask.

"He will be that much closer to regaining his true self." MN explained

"So Pitch will be able to turn Jack back to normal faster?" Carrie asks hopefully.

"Precisely!"

Carrie sighs in relief. "Thank goodness." She says while looking down at her sick son.

Jamie coughed, shuddering as chills ran through his entire body.

"Mom..." he croaked, eyes barely open and voice hoarse, "Please...don't be mad at Jack. He doesn't know what he's doing. Please...don't hate him now!"

Carrie hugs her baby boy close. "I won't Jamie, I promise." She reassures him before grinning. "I may make him clean your room for awhile but I won't hate him."

He gave a weak smile and relaxed,

"Good. I'm so tired, but if I sleep...the sand he dusted me with will make me see things again."

Carrie looks at the Sandman. "Can you give him a goods night sleep?" She asks.

Sandy glares at Pitch and tries dusting Jamie with dreamsand. The boy falls asleep, but his dream is soon devoured by a frostmare, a creature made of tainted snow and black sand. Sandy grimaced and tried three more times, even with Pitch trying to wisk away the creatures, but nothing worked.

There was a dark chuckling behind them.

"You honestly believe I wouldn't count on dear Sanderson showing up to ruin my fun?"