Scared Jack? (Jack frost X OC fan fic)

(Chapter three) Memories of Blackness

"Moondust." I said as I stepped out into the cold.

I stood for a few minutes before realizing he wasn't coming. Great. I'm walking home. I sighed and walked into the cold winds of the north pole happy that halloween was over and that I would never have to see thoese guardians again. Only downside to my current situation was I had to walk home in a skimpy outfit and the freezing cold. I looked ahead and walked off into the snowy terrain.

"Need a lift?" Someone asked me.

I spun around expecting to find the annoying snow boy or one of his friends. I was wrong. Dead wrong.

"Pitch?" I gasped.

"Yeah Princess. It only takes one to believe but I guess you wouldnt know what that feels like. To be believed in." He smirked.

"Who believed?" I asked snappily.

"My daughter." he replied.

Damit.

"Oh now don't look so sad princess. I still have time for you." He said faking sad.

"Stop calling me princess! I hate you." I screamed and stalked off.

Apparently my outbrust wasn't going to throw him off me. He grabbed my arm and violently spun me back to face him.

"You still believe in me." He said his smirk growing.

""Pitch don't go there." I hissed.

"Go where. Your childhood? I was there too princess. Daddy looked after me too until my old friend decided to save your pathetic soul!" Pitch hissed.

"Did I strike a nerve Pitch?"I asked innocently as i ripped my arm away from his shadowy grip.

"It's hard for you to forget who raised you isn't it?" He countered.

"Raised me? I'm over this Get out of my life Pitch." i yelled and stormed off.

"You can run but I will always have your nightmares" he called back.

I ran. He was right. He had complete control over my dreams and nightmares and there was not a thing I could do about it. He owned me.

"Moondust!"I yelled depserately!

Still no one came.

"Moondust?" The five year old red haired girl called.

"Princess your precious pony isn't coming. come and play with my nightmares. We'll show you a good time." the fourteen year old said beside her.

She searched his golden yellow eyes to find any signs of him lying.

"No! Pitch they scare me." She wimpered quietly.

The boy covered in black shadows stood up. He looked so much like his father.

"Princess. Would I ever let anything hurt you?" he asked with mocking sweetness.

"You always let things hurt me!" she yelled in protest.

He smirked at the five year old girl who had so much power that she didn't know about. so much power over him.

"Misty! You don't understand. Deah is your father right?" He asked still smirking

The little girl nodded as fear filled her eyes.

"And death brings on pain right?" Pitch continued.

"Yes but.." she stopped herself slowly.