ROTG Fanfic #1: Family is Forever Ch. 1

Chapter 1

Jack.

Drowning. I felt like I was drowning. My eyes opened and my fear was confirmed. I was under water and dinking fast. I willed myself to swim to the surface, to breathe, but my arms and legs wouldn't move. I felt the panic, the fear, the cold...Wait. Cold? I never felt cold. C'mon, I'm Jack Frost AKA the coldest guy on the planet. But it was freezing under this water! A movement caught my eye and I looked toward it. Then I heard a dark, evil chuckle and there he was. Pitch Black was right there. Can't be, though. It's only been two months since we beat him. But he rushed foreward and grabbed me by the throat.

I woke up with a start. Looking around, I was still next to my lake where I had fallen asleep that night. I wiped my brow and found myself sweating. Another first. I never got hot during the winter.

"Okay, no more jalepino poppers just before sleep." I murmered to myself, sitting up.

Then I saw a movement in the shadows. Every single fiber in my body was screaming "Don't do it, stupid! Run!" But of course, being me, I ignored all of it and grabbed my staff. I followed the sound and kept my guard up. That dream had to mean something. Finally, the sound led me to a clearing that would've been beautiful if I wasn't already on edge. Then, the voice.

"Very good, Jack. You followed like a puppy. Too bad for you, it was to your doom."

I turned and there he was. Pitch Black. But he wasn't as solid as in my dream. He seemed to be having a hard time keeping his form. Didn't make him any less scary.

"What d'you want, Pitch?" I said, raising my staff. My voice sounded kinda small.

Pitch smirked.

"My dear boy, isn't it obvious?"

Just then, I noticed the tentacles of nightmare sand rushing at me. I raised my staff for an ice-blast. Too late. The black stuff whipped my staff from my hands and bound them together. Before I could even yell, more of it wrapped around my neck and I was lifted off the ground. Pitch was no more than a foot in front of my now.

"Oh, we are going to have so much fun, Jackie-boy."

My mind was going through hyper-drive as Pitch floated me away to who-knows-where. What could I do? I needed help now! Click. Memory reboot. Toothiana gave me something just after the fight. She said that if I ever needed help, all I had to do was think of it and think the name of whoever I needed help from. I had no time to think about who to call, I just thought of the little thing and mentally shouted the first name that came into my head.

Bunnymund!

I blacked out after that because of that stupid nightmare sand.