Well I guess we can all tell that this wasn't soon. Heheh... I just wasn't motitavted to write, and nobody even asked for another part! So, I took a longgggg break... BUT I AM BACK?
If you need a recap: Pitch came you!!! So, here we go.
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Pitch's Plan
~ Your POV ~
Pitch's smile quickly faded back to his casual angry frown. I kept the fake smile on my face as to not upset him further. My legs continue to swing, and I continued to sit on the bench. Pitch walked over and joined me. "I saw one of those loser guardians took you to the pole. What did they want?"
Don't get angry, do not get mad [Y/N}... I sighed lightly. "Oh! Them? They didn't want anything important. I got out of there as quick as I could. I rather just," I closed my eyes. Just do it! It's not that bad. I moved closer to Pitch and hugged his arm. "be with you."
In my mind, I was throwing up.
Ew ew ew ew ew!!! Come on, please go away. EW EW EW! I held the disgust back from my face and clung to his arm. I could feel the devilish smile sticking to his face, maybe even the burning glare on his eyes looking at my hair.
"Well, you do put on a good show. Don't you, [Y/N]?" Pitch began to rub my hair.
"Of course, they didn't even notice that I was faking everything." He continued to rub my hair, and I continued to talk. "I was wondering... What do you have planned? For the children, I mean."
The rubbing ceased, and Pitch got up and walked in front of me. I mentally had a victory party. Finally!! YAY! Stay awayyyyy!
"Seeing as you asked, love. My plan is to..." He looked around, making sure nobody was listening. "My plan is to turn the children into nightmares." My stomach jolted in pain. I tried to hide the pain, and I guess I did because Pitch didn't mention anything. I wanted to throw up, and if I did throw up, I would kill him after.
Alas, no one died.
I whisper a small spell to enhance my senses temporally. Right then, I heard rustling in the woods. Someone's out there! I thought to myself. "Well, this was fun, Pitch. But, I best be off to make another costume for Halloween. It is in 1 month, 5 days, and 4 hours, and 18 minutes after all!"
I began to run toward the woods, Pitch yelled back to me. "You never stop counting, do you, love?" My teeth clenched at the word 'love.' I went back to running toward the person in the woods.
Shortly after entering the woods, I saw was caused the noise.
"What is on the floor that warrant's us to lay on it? Huh, Frost?" I looked Jack in the eye and put my hands on my hips.
Jack chuckled and put out his hand, "Sorry, snowflake, care to help me up?" I rolled my eyes and put out my hand. I tilted my head when I noticed something strange. Jack grabbed my hand before realizing that... I quickly made Jack lose his grip on my hand. "Hey!" He winced in pain.
"You aren't Jack. You're a cheap imitation, nightmare."
I pulled out my wand and shot a beam of purple light at its Achilles heel. That is where a nightmare's heart is, funny how much humor a nightmare king can have. How did I know that wasn't the real Jack Frost, you might be asking yourself. Jack's staff wasn't in sight. Jack never leaves his staff anywhere.
The disgusting nightmare drifted off into the wind.
I decided that I would go on a run in the woods. I didn't really have anything else to do, and I had made enough costume ideas for 4 years.
*After 1 hour of running*
My body dropped dead on the floor. If I wasn't on the floor and I saw this, I would scream. Not because it was scary, but because it looked like I was just attacked. My legs were scratched up from the sticks in the forest, and my hair was a mess.
Once I propelled myself up to a standing position, I was greeted by a Jack Frost. I got into a fighting stance and sighed. "You better be the real Jack Frost because I am tired as fluff."
"Huh?" Jack tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows.
That's when I knew it was him, and I relaxed, "Thank god!" I ran over and gave him a hug. Clearly, he was confused. "Sorry, I just defeated a nightmare and then ran in the woods for an hour. I am really tir-" I collapsed in his arm.
He held me up. "Woah! What kind of battle did you have with the nightmare, snowflake?" I glared at him but then went back to a smile.
"None. I just used an extremely powerful spell." Jack helped me get back to my feet, and we began to walk.
When we arrived on the street (within a minute), I pulled out my wand and cast another spell on myself to make me presentable. Jack then looked at me seriously, "Why did you use such a powerful spell? You have been using too many spells, and as a result, I am scared for you."
I weakly smiled. "Relax, you frosted-over baby! I'm fine, but if you really need to know. Pitch has learned how to make the nightmares into people; who can walk, talk, and I am starting to think that they can think for themselves."
"What! [Y/n], you should have ran! You can't be fighting everything by yourself. I'm curious, though, who did the nightmare look like?" Jack looked over to me with baby-doll eyes.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Yeah, I would!"
"No, I am not gonna tell you."
Jack frowned, but I didn't care. The only problem was I knew something that he didn't, something I should tell him. But I refused to tell him. I was not only keeping him safe but the children too.
Even though I was putting myself in harm's way, that wasn't the important part. The important part was that everyone else was safe.
I knew that I had spaced out. So, I had said my goodbyes to Jack.
What was I going to do now? I was going to go find Pitch, and I was going to take him out.
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Sorry that it was so short but .O.
I'll try to write more soon :)
Thank you to the two people who voted for my story, it makes me very happy! Oh and I know that this wasn't exactly like Pitch in the movie, but I feel like if y/n was in the movie he would definitely act like this.
Alrighty then, I guess goodbye.
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