Pitch's return ch.6Chapter 6Pitch walked over to his nightmares, readying them for the takeover he had so longed for. "Jack," the Nightmare King called. Jack Frost flew over to Pitch, a smile on his face. The Boogeyman grabbed the boy's chin and kissed him. "Jack, would you do me a favor?" Pitch said gesturing to the nightmares. Jack flew to the ground and covered the nightmares in a light layer of frost. The Nightmare King laughed viciously. "Excellent."The two headed for the town of Burgess, Pitch in desperate need to first take down the children that defeated him before. Once they arrived, the pair stood on a sand cloud high above the city. The black san
Rightfully Ours"Where are we going?" Phoebe asked, yawning from having just been woken up."To reclaim something that was stolen from the citizens of Bethmoora yesterday." Prince Nuada replied, trying to get his daughter to pick up the pace."Oh," the child said, taking in this information. She hopped over to Nuada, trying to keep up. "It's not nice to steal things," she stated. "What'd they take?""A precious book full of valuable war tactics," the prince informed. "Whoever reads it will learn our skills and techniques; it could lead to horrible things." Nuada stopped and knelt down so he was the little one's height. "These men are dangerous, you must b
Pitch's return ch.5Chapter 5Jamie woke up with slight surprise. He sat up, wondering what had happened last night. Originally Jamie had a good dream, which turned into a nightmare, then much later back to a dream. The child got out of bed and walked to the window, where out of the corner of his eyes he saw black sand. "What?"Jamie now very much confused, opened the window, and there on the windowsill was a small pile of black sand. "Uh oh." Thinking quick he grabbed an old mitten and scooped the sand into it. He then threw on some warm clothes and headed out the door. He ran outside to find that Monty, Cupcake, Pippa, Claude and Caleb were already waiting f
AlonePhoebe woke up, she was expecting to see her father training a few feet away but no one was there. The child rubbed her eyes, trying to find him. "Nuada?" The girl looked around, slight fear in her eyes.The little elf stood up and noticed a message written in the ash from their fire. It read: I'll be back soon. Wait here.A look of anger crossed the child's face. The twelve year old kicked away the ash and branches from the fire they made the night before. In a huff she sat back down, and hugged her knees to her chest. It was the unspoken truth that girl was afraid of being abandoned, and as of late Nuada continued to leave. Now normally a