Lights

Chapter One

We will start off in the deep dark heart. Deep in an evil place was an evil man. His name was Pitch. Pitch Black to be exact. He was alone, banished, unwanted. He was also angry, hateful, and wicked. He stood in this place of darkness planning, plotting. "I cannot return, for I am weak. But you can, my wonderous creation. He swept his hands and a dark, human like figure formed from dark matter. He began shaping it. "Jack will love this. Maybe I should give you some of his features." He whipped his hand and the figure was complete. "Now, avenge me." He shot pure darkness from his hands at the figure and it glowed with dark power, until it burst in an explosion of dark matter, and a new man stood. He had rusty blond hair and dark blue eyes. He wore a red hoodie and had dark blue pants. He very much resembled Jack, minus they hair and a few other minor details,

FIGURES POV:

There I stood, in the dark. I had no memory, no identity. All I knew was darkness. A man stood before me, admiring me. "Who are you?! Who am I?!" The man smiled with a twist. "No need to fear. You are made of fear. You are Delusion." Delusion. So that's my name. "I am Pitch Black. Your creator and master." I asked softly, "Where are we?" Pitch looked up at this dark cavern. "We are banished by the guardians." "Guardians?" I asked. He looked at me sternly. "Yes the guardians, the protectors of the children. Workers if wonder. Our enemies." I took it in. "Well what do we do?" He looked at the ground. "I am too weak. But you.." He looked up at me. "You have enough power to return. Avenge me." I questioned him further. "But what can I do?" He grinned. "Like I said, you are made of fear. You control darkness. You see into people, into their worst fears. and, as an extra touch, you travel by shadow." I stepped back in shock. I held up my hand, and with a flick of my wrist, a burst of darkness shot into the air. I heard him laugh maniacally in the background. "Now enjoy your new powers, and avenge me." And with that I closed my eyes, and felt my body twist and turn and move in every which way till I returned to normal. I opened my eyes to see myself standing in the shadow of an old building. A cottage of some sort. I was out. Time to see what I was.