Im still here... { Jelsa }

Chap 23

Still in the dingy cell, Hans and Pitches conversation continued.

"Yes. I'll go with you," Hans said, with regret. He didn't want to go, but he had no choice.

At least he would escape this hell hole of a prison.

Pitch smiled, a smile which told every nerve of your body to run.

"Good boy." Pitch said, with a smirk.
As if Hans was a child, or a pet.

"But, lets shake on it." Pitch said, drawing up his hands.

Hans hesitantly took his hands, and shook. Pitch's nails, which where more like claws scratched into Hans hands, a little blood escaped. It hurt more then a paper cut.

"Ah, now it's written in stone my Boy," pitch said.
Hans fakes smiled at him.

"Before we leave, I just have to do a few more things, stand still my Boy." Pitch said, placing his scrawny hands on Hans shoulders.

Pitch closed his eyes, his face tense, and chanted a few words under his breath with such speed, that Hans could not here.
When he seemed to be done, taking his hands of Hans shoulders, Hans found it hard to balance, it was if a huge weight was on his shoulders.

"You'll get used to that." Pitch commented.

"It's our bond. You belong to me now, boy. And you can't ever escape me, the bond will not allow you to. And because you shook on the deal, you have to do as I say, other wise this pain will
Continually grow in you, until you do it. Trust me, you'll end up doing it, because of all the pain." pitch informed.

"But things won't come to that, will they Hans? You will do everything I say, won't you?" Pitch asked, all though the question was practically rhetorical.

"Yes pitch." Hans said, sounding like a slave.

Pitch smirked again.

"Come on adder, and all of my lovely shadows." Pitch called.

It seems the black stallion reacted first, he must be calmed Adder, Hans thought. But he did not like the fact that the black stallion came up close to Hans, with his heavy breathing.

Pitch snapped his fingers, and he and Hans washed away from the prison cell, and faded into a new location, black sand circling the two and the pitch's shadows, and 'Adder'.

They located to Pitch's hide out.

Pitch showed Hans his bed chamber, it was dark and dull, morbid like pitch,
but it was enough. His bed, was a real bed. And that was enough.
Hans had been Sleeping on the cold floor, or the metal panel what was meant for a bed, for months now.

"I'll let you sleep, you need it." pitch said, and walked out.

He locked Hans in.

"you must sleep." Pitch spoke threw the door.

Pitch didn't have a plan yet, he hadn't decided what he would do with his new slave. And that was what he was just going to do, so he sent Hans to sleep, because at the minute he had no use for him, and the more sleep he gets, more the strength he will have in the morning.

Plus pitch didn't want him wondering around, he didn't like peak's.

When pitch was afar way from Hans chamber, so he could not hear pitch,
pitch escalated with a high pitch voice of joy. He began to celebrate with his shadows his new 'weapon'.

'were going to destroy the world' the shadows would chant,
And pitch would sing,
'And there all going to burn, shrivel and die.'

The song continued like this;
pitch would sing, and they would act like back up singers, chanting each new sentence he sang, and reapted it.

There all going to burn, shrivel and die. Burn, shrivel and die. Burn shrivel and did. Burn shrivel and die.

And we Will rule the world!

ANd we will rule the world. Rule the world. Rule the world. rule the world.

We'll cast a shadow on every thing and every one.

We'll cast a shadow on every thing and every one. A shadow on everything and every one. Every thing and Every one.

We will have no mercy on their souls.

we will have no mercy on their souls.
No mercy for theirs souls. No mercy on their souls. No mercy. No mercyyy.

They will all perish in internal flames.

They will a perish In internal flames.
All perish, in internal flames.
Perish in internal flames.

The world will literally be smoking, when were done with it!

The world will be smoking. smoking, smoking, smoking.

there will be nothing left but ash and sot.

nothing left but ash and sot.
Ash and sot. Ash and sot.

They will be begging me,

Begging you, begging you, begging you.

My shadows will cover the lands like they used to,

the shadows will cover the lands, cover the lands, cover the lands,

With internal darkness.

internal darkness, internal darkness.

They will fear me again!

They will fear you again! Fear you, fear you, fear you.

I will rule the world with my nightmares once again!

Rule the world, rule the world, Rule the world.

They will die, and we will win, the guardians will cry and fall to my knees begging for mercy, but I won't give!

He won't give, he won't give!

And with the rest of the world guess what?

What pitch?

The guardians will perch in flames and darknessssssssssssss.