KarkatVentas

Vincent held the tool, painting splatters everywhere as he slashed madly, a smile on his face. He stabbed down before slashing again. It was nearly done. He was just adding the final touches to his masterpiece. He stood back, taking it in before leaving the room, leaving it hanging to dry. He would give it to his love later. ----later---- Vincent led Phone Guy into the room in which his masterpiece resided and undid the blindfold. Phone Guy blinked once before staring at what was in front of him. "You... Did this?" he asked, pointing. The painting was a realistic portrait of him, capturing detail and lighting perfectly, as if a photograph

Chapter 30 Pitch was once again sitting on the couch. He took deep breaths, completely exhausted from absorbing the nightmaresand. The Guardians (except Jack and Bunny) also looked exhausted from trying to hold him back in his crazed state. There was a huge gust of wind, and Jack flew into the room. He wrapped his arms around Pitch. "What is wrong with you?! I was fine, you didn't need to do that to yourself!" "You weren't fine," Pitch countered. Jack sat up. "Yeah I was. There was no point doing that to yourself, if all that I was gonna have was a yellow eye. That's no big deal!" "It was a big deal. Although it was only a small amount o

Chapter 29 While Jack kept himself entertained waiting for Pitch to arrive, said Boogeyman made an example of the fearling that kidnapped Jack. Pitch kicked its head for the umpteenth time, and it finally blacked out. The Boogeyman inspected his work; the thing was severely bruised and had small cuts all over its body. He turned to the crowd of nightmares and fearlings that stood watching. "You don't touch Jack. Do I make myself clear?" His minions nodded. "Good," he turned into a shadow and disappeared. He appeared next to the fireplace at North's workshop. At that moment, Jack ran into him. Pitch managed to catch him before he fell. "Why

Chapter 28 Everything was happening very quickly for the Guardians. Jack jumping out the window had given them all quite the scare, and Pitch saving him and practically hugging him to death was a big shocker. They now stood outside the globe room talking and trying to wrap their heads around everything. They left two yetis in the room with the couple, to make sure nothing funny happened. "C'mon, do it!" They heard Jack ask. "Not now, Jack." Pitch answered in a tired voice. "Please? Please, please, please?!" He gave a well practiced pout. "Come on Pitch, it's fun!" The Boogeyman laughed. "Alright, but no more jumping out windows!" Jack cr

Chapter 27 SPOILER ALERT!(From the book series) North let Jack keep playing with the remote control car, despite Phil's protests. He hoped it would keep Jack distracted so the boy would stop interrupting his interrogation. Jack sat down on the floor, and drove the car and the elves around the globe room. He especially kept driving them into the wall. He claimed it was always an accident, but Pitch saw the mischievous smile on his face. The elves didn't seem to care though. North continued to ask Pitch many questions. The Nightmare King answered since he was obviously outnumbered, but he was growing really annoyed. He was about to ask anothe

Chapter 25 Jack landed with a small plop on his feet outside the workshop. He turned to Pitch, who was standing a few feet away from him. "You transport me outta there, just to come out here?!" The boy asked frantically. "I'm happy to see you too," he replied sarcastically. "And you're a snow spirit, I figured you'd like to be where it's cold." "You need to leave! They're gonna be out here any minute!" Jack looked back towards the workshop which seemed to be glaring at the boogeyman. Pitch shrugged and walked closer. "So?" A bit of nightmaresand appeared in the palm of his hand. "I have an army that I can summon in less than a second." He

Chapter 26 "Just be glad we didn't leave ya out there," Bunnymund replied. "I'm only glad when I'm making people miserable." Pitch pointed out. "That's not true," Jack said, thinking of all the times he and Pitch had fun. Pitch shrugged. "You're the exception, I suppose." He turned to look at the Guardians that scowled at him. "So then, are you going to interrogate me?" The boy looked back and fourth between them nervously. "Question," North clarified. He thought that it might be a more kid-friendly word for Jack. "Ah, 'question.'" He snickered. "If you wanted to 'question' me so badly, why didn't you pay me a visit?" Sandy glared as a

Thrax was currently in a secret room in a club located on one of Frank's moles discussing how to annihilate a new germ gang that thought they owned the bad parts of town. The meeting was taking longer than expected. He looked at the clock and sighed. I was supposed to be home ages ago. Thrax thought. I'll have to make it up to him somehow. The door opened slightly. "Boss?" One of the guards asked nervously. "I thought I made it clear I wanted no interruptions!" Thrax barked. "You said you wanted no interruptions unless it was Osmosis," the guard reminded. "Well, it's Osmosis." The virus nodded. "Let him in." He was organizing some of the

Chapter 24 Jack woke up the next morning completely confused. He wasn't sure where he was, what was going on, or even who he was. After a few seconds the dreamy haze disappeared, and his memories came flooding back. "Oh," he whimpered as he let the elves go. He stood up slowly and looked around. He had no idea what to do or what he should do. He ran his fingers through his hair, hating that things had gotten so complicated. He felt a small tug on his pants, and looked down to see a small group of elves surrounding his feet. They ran over to a table on the other side of the room where food was waiting for him. "Thanks," he managed to say. He

Ozzy was walking down the street, when he thought he heard someone call his name from an alleyway. He stopped and looked down it; he saw nothing. He was about to keep walking, when he heard it again. Not really thinking, he walked down the back street. No one was there. Ozzy turned to leave, when he suddenly felt himself pinned to the wall. He looked up to see Thrax smiling down at him. Ozzy glared and struggled to get away, but Thrax's grip tightened. The virus leaned in and kissed the cell. Ozzy felt Thrax's tongue slip past his lips; how did Thrax even get his lips apart?! Panic took over, when Ozzy realized if he didn't get away soon, h