Miracle Winter Wish

Hope

Chapter Four: Take Me With You

My heart burns with determination and the wind was at my back, pushing me forward towards my goal; The North Pole. After a day and half of riding the north wind, the familiar unique roofs finally came into view. The winds slowly died down aiding my descend to the front entrance. As soon as my feet make contact with the snow I rush over to the doors—which, to my surprise was locked. I press my forehead to the glass and scan for any signs of life but it was dead inside. Not even the lights were on.

"What's going on here?"

I will the wind to take me to the top of the rooftop and then head to my room. Luckily, I left my window open just a crack the last time I was here. Once in my room I immediately went to the rest of the workshop. It was unnaturally quiet. The only sounds were those of my own footsteps as I slowly make my way down the empty halls.

"Where is everyone?"

The lack of familiar noises sent a wave of uneasiness down my spine and I sub consciously bring my staff up closer to my chest. As I make my way around the corner I could see one of Tooth's little forms. I drop my staff and run over to—it was then when I realized it was Baby Tooth.

"Baby Tooth, are you alright?" I asked as I gently scoop her up in my hands.

She looks at me and smiles weakly. Her fairy wings were a bit bent out of shape but other than that she seemed to be fine. I go retrieve my staff and gently put her in my hood before continuing down the hall. The further down the hall I went, the darker and heavier the atmosphere seem to get.

"Hahaha..."

I turn my head to Baby Tooth and she confirmed she heard the laugh too. I take a deep breath to swallow back my fear, knowing Pitch was probably watching me. Suddenly a shadow runs past me and I jump back from surprise.

"Pitch, come out and face me! I know you're here!"

"Such a brave request coming from someone so afraid."

I shivered. I could feel his hand resting on my shoulder. "I'm not afraid of you, Pitch!"

I quickly turn to face him but he wasn't there.

"Maybe so but you are afraid of not being able to beat me again. You're afraid you have been left alone in this world again. Look at this place, Jack. It's barren, empty, dead. You're afraid North and the others left you. They probably got tired of waiting up for you, Jack. No Yeits making toys. No elves causing mischief. It's all your fault, Jack."

His words hit me like a wrecking ball slamming against my skull. "S-Stop it!"

"I can hear the fear in your voice, Jack. Stop denying it and let it consume you. After all, you're still just a kid."

"SHUT UP!" Rage took over and I lost it.

I shot frost blasts at every shadow I saw move.

"Haha, you've gotten rusty, Jack."

Suddenly I was hit by a blast of Nightmare sand and my back slams against the wall. Before I could recover Pitch pins me against the wall.

He grins and a dark arrow forms in midair. "I told you not to deny fear, Jack."

The arrow plunges into my chest and he lets me drop to the floor. Within seconds I start to hyperventilate and then I throw up.

The last thing I remember seeing is Pitch disappearing into the darkness.

You have track of how long Jack has been gone and start to wonder if he'll return.

"What if he doesn't return?" You ask out loud.

"He's not going to, poor child."

"Who is that?!"

The man appears in front of you. "I'm Pitch Black but you can just call me Pitch. Jack Frost isn't coming back for you, I'm afraid."

"Why? And how do you know that?"

"He got tired of waiting for you to remember him. I know because I just ran into him not long ago." Pitch starts to disappear.

"Wait!"

Pitch looks at you curiously. "What? I only came here to tell you that."

"Take me with you. You know Jack so maybe you can help me."

Pitch smiles secretly and holds his hand out for you to grab. "I'll gladly help you out."

You smile and grab his hand, completely unaware of the danger before you. Both of you disappear into the darkness.