Mean Seasons 80 Heir to Nightmares 8

Carrie stared at the nightmare Prince surprised that he was here so soon and ready to lose her temper. "Fun?" She asks mildly.

He sneered at her, leaning on his staff "Yes. FUN! Well feast really but eh..food and fun often go hand in hand."

Sandy whipped at him, and to everyone's suprize, he shreiked in pain as the golden whip struck his leg. He screamed like a wraith before disapearing.

He reapeard, and Sandy whipped him again, causing him to scream and retreat.

"Interesting." Pitch said thoughtfully. "It seems Sandman found his weakness. Jack must be like any other Fearling now. Light and them are not friends."

Carrie looks thoughtful before pulling a flashlight from under Sophie's bed. "How much light?" She asks looking at the very bright flashlight.

"In the old days, sunlight."

Sandy shook his head at the flashlight, his sandpictures clearly saying 'Not enough.' He brightened and covered Sophie's bed with dreamsand, motioning for Carrie to put the child inside.

Carrie tucks Jamie into the dreamsand covered bed and looks at the Sandman. "Would a High Power Flashlight work?" She asks before freezing. "And I'm gonna go get Sophie." She darts out of the room to get her daughter.

Again a shake of the head, and he smiled at Sophie, who cooed at him and clapped her hands as he dusted her with Dreamsand.

Pitch was getting full off the fear pouring out from other children as Jack continued his terror game, riding Sleet to house after house and scaring children half dead.

"He will return. He's biding his time, much like I would do. Fortunatly, looks like Sanderson has found a key ingrediant that should haver been obvious for the cure."

Carrie looks at Pitch. "What's the key ingredient?" She asks.

"Dreamsand."

Carrie nods. "So how are gonna trap him this time?" She asks.

"Again we use bait. This time when he tries to flee out the window, shut it. The Viking will restrain him, and Sanderson shall join the Dreamsand with the other ingrediants and i shall shove the serum down his throat."

Carrie nods. "Ok, when will he be back?" She ask shifting closer to the window.

"Tonight. It's almost dawn. No way he will risk an attack during the day."

Carrie frowns. "I wish we had a way to track him." She says off hardly going to stand by the window.

Pitch snorted.

"Oh, I know where he is, dear lady."

Jamie screamed in pain as a new wave of agiony wqs sent through his brand

"Something happened! Something hurt him!"

Carrie stared at her son in worry. "What happened?" She asks.

"Spring happened, the fool! She is going to end up one of his fearlings!"

MN snarled, creating vine whipws "No. Not if I have anything to say about it!"

Carrie raised her hands and began to message her temples trying to stave off the headache she felt coming. "Spring attacked Jack?" She asked. "Why?"

"She hate him still, but this was probably for a child. My Spriing has been kind to Winter since I disciplined her."

Carrie nods. "Ok, how do we save her?"

"Leave her to me." MN said solemnly. "Jack is your main priority."

Carrie nods. "Will Jack get here before sunrise?" She ask looking out at the lightening sky.

"No." Pitch said, searching with his Nightmares for the Prince. "He was headed here, hoping to arrive before light hit. That idiotic Spring delayed his visit. Jack will be foreced into the shadows of my lair soon."

"So tonight, like we thought?"

"Yes. He will come. Jamie's fear draws him like a magnet. I can hardly blame him. Terror from the Last Light is rather deliscious."

Carrie eyed Pitch. "And you know that how?"

"You forget who I am. I have felt his fear more than once, my dear. I know how sweet it tastes."

Carrie nods then surprises everyone by yawning. "I think I need some sleep." She says blinking tiredly.

MN laughs softly

"Go on, Carrie. Get some rest. We will watch over your children."

Carrie nods and goes into her room and crawls under the covers falling asleep as soon as her head hits her pillow.