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Pitch's return ch 3.5Chapter 3.5
Despite what Pitch said, Jack ran as fast his feet would take him. It seemed as if he would escape, but without warning his path became a dead end. Frustrated Jack quickly turned around and once more started to run.
"Jack? Oh jack?" Pitch called. "Please stop running, it will get you nowhere." All at once the stairs Jack was running down disappeared, and he found himself in the middle of the lair, with no place to hide. "Hello Jack," a sly voice came from behind. The guardian turned around and before he could do anything, Pitch pushed him up against a wall, a gray hand wrapped around his throat.
"Let-Go!" Jack yelled.
"Oh," Pitch cooed, looking at the boy lovingly, "but if I do than you'll run away. And what would be the fun in that?" The boy latched his hands onto Pitch's wrists and covered them in as much ice as possible, without his staff. The boogeyman let out a cry and dropped Jack. Although he hit the stone hard, the guardian got up and sprinted away.
Pitch's return ch.2Chapter 2
"Jack? Jack? Wake up Jack." Jack's white eyes opened with a slight surprise. He quickly jumped up from his place on the bed, and wrapped his arms around Pitch's neck. The Boogeyman unprepared for the boy's hug immediately lost his balance and fell off the bed. Seeing Jack still clung to him, Pitch laughed. "I can see you're affectionate."
"Yeah." The Nightmare King stood up, but the frost elf refused to let go. Not minding Jack's sentiment, he simply held the guardian as he headed out of the lair. The two headed out into the cold night, where a small army of nightmares awaited for them.
Although it pained him to do so, Pitch removed the boy from his person and placed him upon a nightmare. The Boogeyman placed himself behind jack, just in case worse came to worse, he'd easily be able to grab the frost elf's neck and return him to an obedient state. "Jack be prepared to hold on."
"Okay." The nightmares took to the sky and they headed towards the nearest neighbo
Pitch's return ch.3Chapter 3
Jack struggled to break out, but when one is tossed in a sac there is often much confusion, not to mention the fact he couldn't see anything. Suddenly he hit the ground and before he could even think of escaping, the yetis' grabbed him and tied him to a tree in the warren.
"LET ME GO!! LET ME GO!" Jack screamed. A thick layer of ice traveled up the tree and onto the ropes, but was of no help in freeing the boy. The frost elf's breathing became heavier as he glared angrily at the ground.
"What did Pitch do to him?" Tooth asked, horrified by Jack's obvious hatred for them.
"Some sort of spell," Bunnymund stated stepping closer. He grabbed the guardian's chin, lifting up his head, despite Jack's cold stare. "There's strange markings all over his neck." Without warning Bunny's paw was frozen over. "Cranky!" He said jumping back. A sly smirk appeared on Jack's face. "Oh just wait 'till I get my hands on Pitch, I'll-"
"DON'T TOUCH HIM," the boy shouted.
Pitch's return ch.6Chapter 6
Pitch walked over to his nightmares, readying them for the takeover he had so longed for. "Jack," the Nightmare King called. Jack Frost flew over to Pitch, a smile on his face. The Boogeyman grabbed the boy's chin and kissed him. "Jack, would you do me a favor?" Pitch said gesturing to the nightmares. Jack flew to the ground and covered the nightmares in a light layer of frost. The Nightmare King laughed viciously. "Excellent."
The two headed for the town of Burgess, Pitch in desperate need to first take down the children that defeated him before. Once they arrived, the pair stood on a sand cloud high above the city. The black sand and frost went out in all directions, turning all the children's dreams to nightmares. Jack smiled up at Pitch, glad to see the Boogeyman was so pleased with how everything was going.
"Jack," Pitch began, "I need you to fly towards the other side of town. There isn't enough ice on the nightmares." Jack nodded his head and flew in t
Pitch's return ch.4Chapter 4
Walking towards the bed Pitch pried the boy away and placed him upon it. The Nightmare King sat down behind Jack, and tilted the guardian's head to the side. He pulled down the collar of Jack's sweatshirt and repeatedly kissed the frost elf's neck. A slight blush appeared on Jack's face, and a small gasp slipped out of his mouth.
"You're surprised Jack?" The boogeyman laughed slightly. "You're more innocent then I thought." Pitch reached his hand under Jack's shirt, and began caressing his chest, while still kissing the boy's neck. A slight moan escaped the boy's mouth. Pitch then rubbed Jack's thigh, causing the snow spirit to cringe. Despite Jack's age, he really was a kid at heart, and very unaccustomed to these sorts of sensations, so Pitch stopped, for he didn't want to overwhelm the frost elf.
The Nightmare King placed the boy on his lap, and held him like a small child. It was obvious that in their relationship Pitch was overprotective. It stayed that
Pitch's return ch.7Chapter 7
Once they reached the North Pole Jack was poked and prodded to make sure that he was free from Pitch's control. "Okay! Enough," Jack commanded. "Stop playing doctor, I'm fine!"
"No." North stated. "Not until Sandy confirms it. Sandy, no more black sand?" Sandy shook his head with a smile. "Now you're fine! Music!" Russian music began to fill every corner of the pole. North grabbed Bunnymund's paw. "Dance with me Bunny-man!"
"Crikey!" Bunny screamed as the guardian of wonder forced him to dance. Sandy leaned against the fireplace, sipping his hot chocolate, and grinning at what a fool North was making of Bunnymund.
Jack laughed, wishing he had a camcorder. Tooth flew towards him, a smile on her face. "It's great to have you back Jack."
"It's really good to be back." Jack smiled, but grew nervous when he saw Tooth eying his throat.
"Jack, what happened to your neck?" The half human, half hummingbird asked. She pointed to the slightly brown and red marks scatter
Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 1
Chapter 1: Cabin Fever
Jack Frost stood atop the highest dome of the North Pole. It was early morning and the Summer sun already shone brightly over the frozen landscape. The days would be growing shorter now, as Fall began to edge its way into the northern hemisphere. Soon night would overtake day, and the auroras would light the Arctic sky. Life had returned to normal, or what Jack figured passed as normal for a Guardian. He'd only had the title for a few months, and was still trying to adjust to it. The memories of three hundred years' worth of invisibility didn't vanish that swiftly.
He'd spent centuries wandering this world on his own. He'd encountered other spirits, but made few lasting acquaintances. Until that fateful night when he'd been stuffed in a sack by a pair of Yetis and transported to the North Pole, no one had bothered to care about a single wayward Winter sprite. It was as if a spotlight had suddenly been shown on him, and now everyone knew the name Jack Frost. He st
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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