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CHAPTER I

Wake up…

Somebody told her

Wake up…

And she obeyed the voice; she opened her eyes. When she woke up, the first thing she saw was a beautiful dance of autumn leaves. They danced as if celebrated her awakened. She sat and realized that she was sleeping on a pile of autumn leaves. She stood up, and stared at the moon which was glowing brightly and beautifully.

Dry wind caressed her and brought a crown made of autumn leaves then landed it softly on her head. If you looked at her in the middle of wood full of autumn leaves, you will think that she's a fairy without wings. She touched it with her fingers tip, felt comfortable with the new crown. A glowing thing caught her attention. She looked down and found a staff with a hook at the tip and a crystal ball adorned it in the middle of the crook. As if understood what she thought, the wind picked it up to her hand. She received it and felt a new power as the controller of autumn overflowed in her.

She looked up to the moon again, and she just knew immediately who she is. Because the moon told her…

~xXx~

300 years later...

Emma was satisfied by her work, changing summer into autumn. She was sitting on a branch and closed her eyes, trying to relax, until...

Something cold hit her back, and she knew, that only one person who dared to do that kind of prank;

"JAAAAAAAAACK FROOOOOOOST!" She screamed at the particular winter spirit as she grasped her staff, and flew to him.

The boy just laughed and grinned at her, "Why hello there, Banshee…"

"Shut up you frosty boy! Do you have to throw a snowball to me every time you see me?" She swung her staff to hit him but he dodged it easily.

"Whoa, easy there... you can easily dry me into a mummy with your staff you know."

"I would happily dry you into a mummy if you call me Banshee again!" She yelled and swung her staff at Jack which was dodged easily by him again.

"What?" He gave a mischievous grin to her. "Are you really have the heart to dry a handsome guy like me into a mummy?" He shrugged, "Well, I don't mind. I will be the hottest mummy ever though..."

Emma rolled her eyes in disgust. She sent a gust of a dry wind, dry leaves trailing it, to Jack. The winter spirit froze and began to thrown by the wind onto a pile autumn leaves. Emma tried to hide her laughed, but she failed when she saw Jack's expression.

Jack popped his head out of the pile, and spit a few leaves out from his mouth. "Ha ha.." Jack said with sarcasm "That's not even funny, little Banshee..."

Emma's laughter stopped immediately and she glared at Jack. "If I'm a banshee, then what are you? A Snowman? who use autumn leaves as a coat?" She mocked him. She landed and took a step closer to Jack. "A Slenderman?" She taunted

Jack sighed, "Slenderman? That's not even closer to who I am-"

"You always crept me out every time I wanted to relax. It's just like Slenderman crept you out when you looked back!" Emma stomped the bottom of her staff onto the ground, sending a wave of dry leaves toward Jack's head. "And now you're more like a ball of leaves!" Emma clutched her stomach, laughed in glee because she has made the infamous Jack Frost looked so stupid.

Jack rolled his icy blue eyes. "Yeah... yeah... laugh when you can..." He secretly froze the ground so it became so slippery.

Emma laughter turned into a sharp gasped when she couldn't hold her balance, slipped and fell to the ground. "Uwah!"

Jack stormed out from the pile of autumn leaves and laughed in victory. "HA! Now who's on the ground?"

"AARGH YOU INSOLENT SNOWMAN!" Emma tried to get up but she can't. When she fell, she dropped her staff unconsciously, because of that, she can't fly. She rolled to her staff and grabbed it, grinned at Jack and swung her staff at him.

"Take this! Frost!" She summoned dry wind at him, but Jack Frost never fell twice to her trap, he dodged the gust of wind and sent a tiny blizzard to her. Emma thrown to the nearest tree, her whole body, including face, covered with snow.

"How's that? Snowgirl?!" He teased.

Okay, that was enough. Emma dried the snow into a cool steam and stood up. She patted her skirt, tidied her hair and smiled to Jack. Jack's glorious laughter slowly it stopped. He stared at her in confusion when she approached him; she won't continue this?

"Okay, this is enough." Emma sighed. "Well, I'm sorry for my rudeness earlier." She said and she stretched out her hand to him. "How about we shake hands together to end this 'war'?"

Jack gulped, he knew what will happen if he touched her hand. "Uhh... no, thanks." Seeing a hint of dissappointment in her eyes, he quickly changed the topic. "Hey, you don't have anything to do when winter came, right? How about we skate together at the pond when winter came?" He asked.

Emma stared at him, he never said something nice, when she was going to nod, she realize something. "Are you ridiculous? I'm an Autumn spirit, I dry everything every time I go, beside, I don't know how to skate." She confessed.

"Then, I'll teach you." He put his hand behind his neck, "…If you can control your power." He continued.

She fell quiet. 'If you can control your power, huh?' She laughed bitterly. She had been the autumn spirit for three hundred years and yet she couldn't control her power. Anything will dry if she touched them and dry wind which dried up life follows her wherever she was.

'Skating...' She tried to forget what she thought earlier. 'Is it fun?' Well, she saw Jack skating every winter and he always laughed madly in joy when he did that. Her cheeks flushed when she thought the fun of an activity named ice skating. She imagined if she could skate in the middle of winter to spend time.

"Well, I-" And she stopped. A bad feeling came to her. She shivered for unknown reason. A moving image flashed in her mind; someone, who she loves the most, drowned in a frozen pond. She didn't remember the person's face, she didn't remember who is it. But she could feel it deep in her heart; a sorrow, a deep sorrow feeling.

"I..." Tears almost fell from her eyes. "I don't think I can control my power." She said. "But, thank you.. For the invitation, Jack." She smiled. Maybe Jack Frost isn't so bad at all.

"Jack!"

Jack blinked. What was that? An image of a blurry little girl ran to him in the middle of a pond. But, who is she? His heart beat heavily and a feeling as if he forgot something crept over him. This kind of thing happened two or three times in a week and it really bothered him. Is it just a daydream or another thing? He shook his head.

"Jack?" He startled when Emma waved her hand in front of his face. "Are you okay? Why are you suddenly become silent?"

Somehow, a light feeling came to him again when he saw her bright brown eyes stared to him straightly. "Nothing." He shrugged and smirked.

And then, as usual, if they met each other, they spent the rest of the day together, arguing what season is the best, autumn or winter.

"Shut up, Slendy."

"Not again..."