"JACK"! Jack heard a loud Russian voice shouting his name.
"JACK"! He heard it again but this time it was feminine, and maybe more frantic.
"MATE, WHERE ARE YOU"? An Australian voice then echoed through the hallways.
Jack opened his eyes slightly, but enough to see his surroundings. He was in the same place, as far as he could tell, still in the dungeon. Or somewhere at least. He was in Pitch's lair still. He was in pain, a lot of pain, plus he was pretty sure Pitch broke his arm, and maybe his hip. But then he heard the voices again; calling his name.
"JACK! WHERE ARE YOU? MAKE A NOISE, ANYTHING! JUST LET US KNOW YOU'RE HERE!" The Australian voice again.
He squirmed a bit trying to wriggle to what he thought was a door. He was tied up with his hands pulled tightly to his back. He was also gagged. And his ankles bound tightly together. After a few moments he was tired. He had to stop but he had to keep going as well. His wriggling soon stopped though, when he suddenly felt uneasy as though someone was watching him. He knew who it was who was watching him; pitch. His breathing quickened as he heard footsteps approach him from behind, now trying to wriggle to see Pitch face to face earned him a painful kick in the stomach. The gag muffled his shriek of pain when he then heard fast approaching footsteps coming from behind the door. Pitch must have also heard as his head swivelled towards the sound then back again to Jack.
"You know Jack, they weren't meant to have come yet, and you had to be broken by the time that they came".
Jack's eyes widened as he realised what Pitch meant as he watched Pitch's staff's end turn to a long pointed blade, most probably intended for Jack's body, but before the blade could be plunged into Jack's body, The doors burst open and the silhouettes of a large bearded man, a 7 foot rabbit, a glowing golden, small man and a fairy stood in the doorway. Their eyes fell to Jack's pitiful body as he lay below a blade that was being held high above his body, ready to be plunged into his body. An angry gasp escaped the pooka as he took in the sight before him.
"PITCH, YOU FUCKING BASTURD! I AM GOING TO RIP YOUR BLOODY HEAD FOR THIS, YOU PILLOCK!"
"Really, is aggression really here the answer, at a time like this"? Pitch smirked at his comment obviously thinking about the pain filled, petrified boy at his feet, and what pain he had caused him.
"Pitch, let Jack go, he did nothing to you!" The normally jolly Russian man pleaded.
"How about… NO!" He laughed as he drove his staff down towards Jack's body.
Time seemed to slow down as Jack watched the blade come down towards him. He tried to wriggle out of the way but it was too late. The blade pierced his shoulder, and Jack let out a shriek of pain as the blade kept going down. Jack felt thankful that the black sand blocked most sound from coming out as the cry of pain was deeply muffled from the gag of black sand.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Pitch let out a manic laugh before saying "That was good, oh Jack I can smell you fear, it's so strong!"
But then a wooden boomerang hit the evil man in the side of the head, making him fall over.
"Oh good shot, Bunny!" The Russian man exclaimed as the boomerang returned to the pooka.
"You will pay for that, Rabbit!" He hesitated and listened the muffled crying coming from Jack and then said "No you won't, Jack will!"
He twisted the blade that was still inside of Jack's body. The black sand gag fell to the floor making Jack's cries of pain heard to everyone in the room. The Pooka instantly regretted his actions and let a shocked sort of noise out from his throat.
"Now then Rabbit, will you behave? Because anything you do will just affect Jack more then you!" Once again he laughed crazily as if no one was there to hear him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Jack's most recent cry caught everyone's attention including Pitch who was rapidly sniffing the air.
"Oooooh, Jack your fear is the best I have ever smelt!" He gasped out.
Jack was breathing heavily, obviously breathing was getting difficult for him and he needed help and fast. He was now trying to sit up as his binds around his ankles and wrists had disappeared the first time Pitch laughed. It had appeared only Bunny noticed Jack trying to sit up and bent down to help him up but instead of pulling him to his feet he picked him up and held him bridal style. Pitch hadn't noticed this yet as he was once again laughing his head off and on the floor rolling around from laughter. The rest of the Guardians saw this and took this as there chance to escape with Jack. They looked at each other and left without a word, leaving the madman laughing to himself. Jack was scared, an over grown rabbit was carrying him down hallways and to who knows where. But he couldn't do anything about it and passed out in the rabbit's arms.