In the dead of night a large and powerful thunderstorm had began to brew throughout the eastern states, uprooting trees and setting a select few ablaze with the occasional stray strike of lightning. Heavy rains poured down from the heavens causing sink holes and large puddles to form, and already full streams and rivers to overflow. But alas this wasn't the only storm that was brewing on this night. A far bigger one had just begun to form just below the surface of the ground in an underground cave, known by few and seen by none. Other than the inhabitant of said cave who was also relatively unknown in this day and time…

- No POV -

Pitch Black paced around his broken and crumbling globe, scowling at every single last one of the glowing golden lights. All of these children still believed in their precious Guardians, and all of them still refused to believe in him. Ever since that regretful day when the Man in the Moon chose Jack Frost to become a Guardian, everything had fallen apart. His plans, his world, and his life. At first he thought Jack could play a key role in his plan for the domination of fear, but in the end it was the exact opposite. "Curse that infernal Frost Sprite…" One of his Night Mares cautiously approached to nuzzle his nose against his masters black robe in hopes of comforting him, but this only earned a rough shove and a growl from the irritated Boogeyman. The Night Mare backed away in fear, knowing that it was pointless to try. "If it wasn't for him, my life would have been perfect. Damn those Guardians! Damn them all!" He growled through grit teeth as he slammed a hand down upon the globe in unison with a clap of thunder, causing the entire underground room to tremble with tremendous force. Every Night Mare in the room had scattered with fear, fading quickly away into the shadows as to not be caught in their masters fit of rage. Pitch allowed his hand to remain on the globe as he closed his eyes, his teeth still firmly bared. "Damn them…"

- Olivia's POV -

"Lost… out here… in the middle of a storm. Just perfect, Livie! Genius!" I gripped my jacket tighter around my body as I continued my long and miserable walk home, not even sure if I was going the right way. Nothing looked familiar. Then again, it was night time. Everything always looks different at night. My bare legs, which had already been beaten from a previous incident, were getting more tattered with every step I took as the wind blew rough branches against my pale white skin. I winced at the pain, and for once I was thankful for the cold. It numbed most of it for me. I shook my head and looked up at the angry black sky. "Please… I just want to go home!" Just then a dark cloud moved aside and the moon became visible, glowing brightly, almost brighter than usual. And moments later, I found myself losing balance as a clap of thunder roared through the sky, causing the ground to shake violently, and open up beneath my feet. The next thing I knew… I was plummeting down a dark hole… and with two sickening cracks as I hit the ground…. I screamed.

- Pitch POV -

The moment those words had left my lips, my eyes had snapped open to the sound of a scream. Or at least… what sounded like a scream. It could very well have been the sounds of the storm. No no no… that sound didn't belong to one of Mother Natures tantrums. It couldn't have. After all, I of all people know the sound of a child's scream… better than anyone. I quickly faded into the shadows, creeping along the darkness at high speeds and toward the sound I had heard. My senses were clouded over as I inhaled the intoxicating aroma of fear. Fear that was far stronger than any I had ever felt, and it only grew closer as I continued on. But soon I came to a halt as my suspicions were proven to be true. I materialized from the shadows and stepped towards the source of the fear… it was a girl. A moon beam shown upon her limp and drenched form from the hole that had appeared above. "She must have fallen through…" At first I thought nothing of it, but when I noticed the blood pooling around her small form, and the position of her legs.

"Great MIM…"

My eyes widened as I saw the shape of her sprawled out and bleeding legs, and I drew nearer to her body and examined further, only to see that indeed both of her legs had been broken. I couldn't simply leave an injured child alone like this, could I? I'm not /that/ heartless… although the Guardians would like to think that I am. I sneered at the thought of the big four… or five, rather, before leaning down and carefully lifting her limp form up into my gray slender arms. It was as soon as I had lifted her from the ground that a wave of fear hit me like one of Sandys whips. It nearly knocked me off my feet. I had to bite my lip and use every ounce of will power that I had to resist feeding from her.

"Gah.. the pain she must be in."

I shook my head as I began to carry her back to my chambers.

"There are some things that just have to be done…"

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