Pitch's new puppet

His captured soul

A/N: Sadly it is coming to an end... Only a few more chapters. It is reaching its final showdown....

"Jack Nightmare?" I asked.

He laughed loudly, holding one side of my face with my right bloodied hand. His wicked grin stretched across my own face. "Oh I've been dying to get free, Jackie!" He said. "And because you let your guard down and the anger that clouded your eyes, I finally am free!" His voice echoed of evil.

     "What do you mean free?" I shouted. My side, Jack Frost seemed to be only holding me down. I felt so sleepy and almost like... I was disappearing.

     "Oh Jackie! I doubt you understand how much destruction I have planned," he said, tilting my head to one side.

    "What do you mean?" I asked.

    "Oh, I will make you suffer by watching, this will be amazingly fun." With that Jack Nightmare bent down and grabbed Pitch by his hair.

    "Nightmare?" He asked. I felt my head start to ache and the same feeling I had from the time Pitch possessed me slithering through my veins. Oh great, another feeling I'm awfully to familiar with.

    "Yes Pitch?" He asked.

    Nightmare smiled at Pitch who looked distressed.

    "Is that really you? But how? I thought I made Jack a puppet out of Sand." He asked.

    "How do you know I'm not just Jack's true, murderous feelings?" Nightmare asked.

    What?! I'm not murderous.
    "Think about it Jack, you could be a murderous revenge sucking psychopath just waiting to tear everyone you know apart. I could be your true feelings." He said.

    No... I... I can't be. I'm not murderous! I can't crave that! All I care about are children.

   I'm the guardian of fun! Not a murderous monster! I shouted.

   Nightmare laughed. "Oh Jackie! I can't wait for this."

    Give me control of my body!

    He stood up with a wolfish grin. "Now why would I do that?" I felt my teeth extend into a fanged grin with my hair turning black again. I saw as Nightmare stared into Pitch's eyes with the same blood red eyes.

    Oh great, he has taken control but knowing him and this feeling, his reign of terror and destruction has only begun. Him taking over my entire body, could end in destruction. The only two people I know who can help, lie at the north palace. And I doubt he would be so kind as to go over and say 'heal me from this murderous creature.'

   "With your magnificent powers, I can do anything!" Nightmares head turned to Pitch again with a giant, wolfish grin. "Pitch?"

    "Yes? What?" He asked.

    "How would you like to rid the guardians?" He asked. "For good."