Chapter 8: The death of Sandy

As soon as he sent Jeannie away he went to the globe, he was saddened by what he had to do. With Jack working with the Guardians, even though he said he wasn't, he couldn't risk Jeannie getting hurt. He had hoped that seeing the lights turn dark would make his mood rise but instead the lights looked brighter than ever! "The lights? Why aren't they going out?" Kōri whinnied at him, "They're collecting the teeth?" The fairies, what Tragedy had thought were humming birds, started tweeting joyfully and buzzing around the cages at Pitch's exclamation. "Pipe down or I'll stuff a pillow with you!" he shouted in frustration. He even growled at Kōri, making her wish she hadn't been so cruel to Tragedy. She sank to sand and tried to hide in the shadows like her master did when she was upset. Pitch got a dark look on his face as he spun some of Kōri's sand in his hand, Jeannie was gone, and he could do whatever he needed to get rid of the guardians! "Fine. Have your last hurrah. For tomorrow, all your pathetic scrambling will be for nothing," he created a small Sandman and crushed it in his palm. He would find a way to kill Sandy and his Nightmares could take over the dream world, "there is more than one way to make a light go out," he chuckled yelling for Kōri to gather the others and go fetch the Guardians. He then looked at his palm where Kōri's sand had been and he remembered Jeannie. Had he been too harsh? No, she was safer the farther she was from him and those goody-two-shoes Guardians. Pitch still had pain in his heart as he sat up his plans, to trap Sandy.