Moana vs ROTG

Darkness to Emptiness

Hallow had the resemblance of his younger brother Pitch. His hair was parted to the side but still styled in a vintage way. His attire reflects the years of the 1920s. He held a stylish cane with a golden finish.

His banishment to be the dark side of the moon concealed his powers from the world, until the new moon, but still Manny would over come him and stop his tyrants. But still, that didn't mean he wasn't screaming up a plan.

His castle was made of cold black fragments that easily fell apart. Every year he would have to rebuild and design with only using weak tools that floated away from Neverland.

The day had finally came when pitch appeared by his side. He was in high spirits, hoping he would join forces to bring down the guardians that humiliated him.

"You think I'm a fool little brother? I've spent an eternity up here, in the powdery fragments of the moon, only to come back to earth and take down merely the laughter of children? You want to be believed in little bother, I want to be worshiped! I want them all to breath and live me! I want to feel the thrills of life and make others suffer with out my name  being even mentioned. I am no longer that price of darkness, I want to be a god!"

Pitch had realized his mistake in bringing his brother back. Not giving the moment for Pitch to turn around and rethink this moment, Hallow walked down from his tall narrow throne, with his long tailored coat casting behind him, and used his weakened powers to attack pitch.

"You think mere parlor tricks are good enough to even touch me?! Big brother you have another thing coming to you!" Pitch sent his black sand at Hallow, knowing it was going to restrain him, but what he didn't see was grey feathered falcon fly towards Pitch and snatch the object that brought him to the moon.

Pitch started sending his sand to the falcon, while still restraining Hallow.

"Parlor tricks you said? I can do more than that. After all i didn't spend all my time here doing nothing..." then in a blink of and eye, Hallows body disappeared into pitches sand.

Pitch was sure he had him, but where did he go now? What was he going to do?

"I see you brought a heart of life. Not many are able to use it, however that should be of use to me. After all I wanted to experience life again."

The falcon dropped the object in mid air, allowing Hallow to reveal himself from behind a statue and catch it. Pitch looked upon his brother, like a child waiting for a magician to show his next trick, thinking he could easily figure out how he did it.

Hallow smirked, and showed a white sparking bracelet that glowed in the dark with no light source. Pitch was a bit confused of what a piece of jewelry could do.

"You may be wondering what this is dear little brother? Well I can't hide anything from a family member, so I'll tell you. This here is the most important thing in history of magic...fragments of the moon shines within this bracelet, Manny's magic to be more exact. Any magical being who wears it, will be powerless." Like that coin trick magicians use to impress others, Hallow made the bracket disappear in his hand.

Pitch scoffed "am I suppose to be impressed with how ridiculous you loo-"

He felt a student tightness around his wrist.

When pitch looked down, he saw Moana with her hand on his arm, clipping the closure of the spare brace around his relaxed wrist.
"Moana...you dare to betray me?"

"He kept whispering in my ear...and my chest started to hurt. Sorry Pitch, but he took the heart from you, and now he controls me..."

That's when everything was lost to Pitch. Hallow decided not to eliminate him because he could be of use. So Hallow took over the heart and took Pitch as hostage.

~~~Pitch was even more humiliated than ever. A pain in his chest and his pride crushed like a bug.

As he sat in solitary confinement for who knows how long, and in loneliness once again, the dark man started to re-think the way he went on about his immortal life.

Mostly because now someone was way stronger than him and treated him like nothing, he didn't know where he sat.

"So little brother? This is yet another dinner with me and you still don't know if you want to join me or not? I've easily taken down the guardians like you wanted, not that it was hard or anything..."

"I don't see the point anymore. It has only been a month and you've done so much in that time than I could ever do in a hundred years..."

"Are you really being pathetic and sulking right now? Please spare me on this behavior."

Pitch was feeling numb on the inside. He didn't want to talk anymore so he stayed silent.

"How pathetic...Moana take him back to his cell and let him rot there more. Maybe once you see how great I am you'll probably join me. For now just get out of my sight."

Moana then escorted Pitch back to where he rested, still in a stage that made him question everything.

There were night when Hallow summoned his brother to dinner and days when he completely forgot about him. Pitch was just something to talk to, like a pet fish you barely care about and feed.

"Hm...should I give you a companion? Maybe you'll be more talkative then? Alright little bother I'll do you a favor."

Still pitch didn't talk. He was fading from his dark color and looked more like a chipping statue.

That was until a white headed lady was thrown into the same cell as him.