Sorry I haven't updated in a month, I just keep leaving you hanging. Anyway, you can probably guess where she goes. Enjoy.


I was zooming as fast as I could to-dare I say it-the Sahara. What? I really didn't want to go there, but I had to look like I was going there. Good thing no one said anything about staying.

There it was, the Sahara. The wretched place was in my sight. You know I hate the place because it was boring. When I first arrived there I thought I could make anything with the sand, so I made a castle.

The castle was huge, every detail was precise. It had a throne room, kitchen, bedroom, windows, attics, dungeons, towers, pictures; I even had rugs and flowers in vases. As soon as I let it stand outside the mold my powers made, it fell apart, and I got buried in sand. It would have stood by itself if I could add water, but that would make Mother Nature cranky. You messed with my desert, seriously, that woman is impossible to please.

So, as soon as I landed in the desert, I jumped back up again with a quick "NOPE!" and headed somewhere else.


The ice cold winds of the south, Antarctica. Jack used to like to come here, so this is the closest I can get to spending time with him. Sure, it was cold, but all I have to do is make my clothes insulated.


There were many reasons why I ditched the Sahara for the Antarctic; for starters it was still dark in the Sahara while there was daylight here. Secondly, the Sahara is very empty; it wouldn't be hard to find me. Third, the Antarctic is one of the last places I said I would go to on my calendar. Fourth, snow was water and I needed it. Lastly, there are some things I want to figure out.


I landed on the cold snow of the south. As I thought "SAFE" like an umpire, I heard another voice in my head. "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" Just then, my pants burst into flames. It didn't hurt, but I rolled in the snow for good measure.

"Really, Mini-me, did you really need to set that illusion off?"

"Of course I did, you LIED to me!" she said, appearing on my shoulder.

"First of all, I can't believe it's surprising to you that I lie, and you didn't expect that. Second of all, if I told you the truth, would you have been scared enough to make them follow you?"

"To answer your second question, no, you do have a point. To reply to your first statement, I'm your conscience! I can't believe you lied to your own conscience."

"Again, I had to do it. Now go back inside my head!" With that, I threw her against an ice wall.


Gla-Gla-Gla-Gla~PEW, and repeat. I was scrubbing out my mouth with snow for 2 reasons. 1. I had dry mouth from what I said about the Sahara. 2. I can't believe I even thought about joining Pitch's side, I mean… its low and the thought leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

Enough about that, I had to think about what I was going to do. Pitch was back, and I had valuable knowledge on him. Well, at least I know he's returned. I had to tell the guardians. I decided I'd find Jack, he's a guardian and he can help me. If not, I'll just go back to being on the run. Before I left though, there was something I had to know.


I think it took me an hour to find what I was looking for. I was looking for the place where Jack and Pitch had a little sparing. After what happened 25 years ago, Mother Nature and Sandy worked together to get rid of the ice sculpture they made. Mother Nature dealt with the ice, while Sandy dealt with the sand. I wondered if there was still some of the ice sculpture leftover.


After another hour, digging, I came across something, a few tiny specs of black sand. I gathered all the black sand I could find and made a tiny pile. Mini-me, knowing what I was thinking, appeared on my shoulder.

"This is a bad idea."

"I can guess what might happen, but I have to face the odds."

"Why? Why is so important that you touch the sand?

"I have to know what would happen."

"Why?"

"I DON'T KNOW! Maybe because I want to know what Pitch was talking about?"

"What do you hope to find out?"

"If I could really do bad things, or do good."

"Ema…" said Mini-me, a little choked up.

"Yes, Mini-me?"

"Don't do anything stupid." She snapped.

"Okay." I replied a little confused. I thought she was going to say something heartfelt. She dissipated, probably going back into my head for safety.

I braced myself for what might happen, and then I went for it, and touched the sand.

The sand levitated, started gathering itself, then forming itself into shapes. I saw horrible tormenting pictures, torture, horrible images, too nightmarish to describe. When its eyes started to glow, it looked straight at me. Maybe it wouldn't hurt me, I did create it. As I thought that, it let out an ear piercing shriek.

As I covered my ears I realized what it was doing, it was calling Pitch. I quickly pulled an arrow and stabbed it. It dissolved. I might have given it form, but Pitch created the sand and was its master. The only reason it didn't attack me itself was because I gave it life, so it would let someone else do the job.

Pitch would be there any moment; I had to get out of there. What would Jack do?

"Wind, take me to Jack!" I extended my arms and jumped off the cliff, but then started to fall to water below. I screamed, but then flew back up like a bird.

"Okay, that didn't work. Plus I need to keep out of sight. I know just the thing!" I created a giant invisible tube, long enough to take me from the Antarctic to New Jersey with the length and width to let me fly around in there. I threw that tube under the water, and it made a giant wall of water on each side.

With my eyes wide, I simply said "I hope that nobody noticed that." Of course the grown-ups were probably going to put that on their news.

I made an opening for myself above water, then without wasting time I jumped in and closed it behind me. I was now under water and in the tube, but I couldn't stay down there forever. I had to get to Jack.


So, How was that? Tell me what you think in reveiws, and maybe if i update all my others, I'll update this again.