-Sometime in the 1920s-

It was deep into winter, in the middle of a blizzard. A young couple, carrying a bundle was trying to make it home before they were hurt or killed by frost bite. They had no clue where the freak snowstorm had come from, or what it would soon cost them. However, to their dismay, they would learn soon enough.

The small bundle in the woman's arms let out a small cry. The baby tried to communicate with his parents, tell them that he sensed it was no natural blizzard, but his parents paid him no heed.

"Will we be all right?" Asked the father. He had a worried look in his eyes. The weather was supposed to be fine today, yet the town had become completely encased in white.

"I'm more worried about the baby." The mother replied. She took another nervous glance at her child. "Toshiro won't stop crying. I think even he is worried."

That was in reality, an understatement. Ever since the snowstorm began, he felt like someone was watching him, biding it's time before it would come out of hiding, waiting just out of sight. Oh if he could only warn mommy! Brought down by despair in the futility of his attempts to warn his parents, he began to cry.

Toshiro rarely cried. In fact he rarely made any sound at all. At first, this worried his parents, but the nice doctor had checked his throat and his vocal cords than explained it was simply he didn't want to make noise, rather than he couldn't. Toshiro was about eight months old. Ever since he had hair, his bright white hair which drew attention from everyone who saw him. His father predicted it would be considered cool by his classmates once he started going to school, and even more so once they learned it wasn't dyed.

His mother tried to sooth him gently, while his father, worried about the tears freezing to his son's face, wiped them away as quickly as possible. Suddenly, time seemed to stop. Fearfully, his parents gasped in shock. The relentless snow had come to a halt in mid air! Finally, they felt the presence of an otherworldly being.

"Honey, take Toshiro and go!" The father said, his body shaking "I don't think we're alone."

With no hesitation, his parents broke into a run, Toshiro no longer crying, but instead were petrified in fright. It was too late. His parents hadn't noticed whatever it was until it was right on top of them. He couldn't make out its appearance clearly, but he could see two blood red eyes and icy coils ready to crush anything that displeased it. But he hadn't even seen it before. What could he have done to it? Noticed only by him, the thing moved closer and closer until it was only inches from Toshiro's face. He could now see its reptilian snout and, was it made out of ice?

He grabbed his mother's shoulder, and tried to say it was right behind her, but she simply ignored his antics in her panic. Stealthily, the thing reached out as if he was going to reach out and swallow Toshiro whole. Then, it exhaled some sort of icy wind, chilling Toshiro to the bone. Suddenly, his whole body went numb. What was going on?

Seconds later, he was looking down at his body, carried by his mother, who hadn't the faintest idea what just happened. Toshiro cried out in surprise, but his mother didn't hear him. He looked around, but the thing that was responsible for this was gone, Confused and lonely, Toshiro wandered off into the distance.

Moments later, the snow resumed its natural course downwards. Relieved, the couple slowed down to a walk.

"Looks like whatever happened is over," The father commented. "I haven't been so scared in years." His wife nodded in agreement.

"I could have sworn something was breathing down my neck, besides Toshiro I .mean. Right Toshiro?" She hugged the boy close. Just then, she realized there was no warmth coming from her baby's body. Worried she opened the bundle to find Toshiro dead, permafrost coating his body.

"TOSHIRO!!" She cried. Sobbing, she hugged the body close. What had happened? Neither of them would ever know what had really happened that day.

-A Few Days Later-

Toshiro couldn't take it anymore. What had that thing done to him? He felt fine, he wasn't hungry any more, he could go through things and could float, but other than that he was perfectly normal, except no one could hear him. Toshiro was way too young to know what death was, so he kept wondering what had happened.

A few moments after whatever had happened to him occurred, he had noticed a broken chain attached to his chest also, it kept eating itself, which sent bolts of pain through Toshiro's, well whatever. However, as soon as that started, the chain froze solid, keeping it from continuing, to Toshiro's relief.

Toshiro was floating around the spot where he had died, hoping the thing would come again and put him back to normal. So far, he had tried the waiting game, crying, and yelling as loud as he could. (Which wasn't very loud, him being an infant) No matter what he did, the thing would not come back.

Suddenly, he heard a ferocious roar come from behind him. He whirled around eagerly, thinking it was the thing again, but it wasn't. It was something else. An entirely black colored creature with a whole in its chest, deadly-looking claws, and a white mask like the kind you see at costume stores. Toshiro, however, immediately knew this was no trick-or- treater. He instinctively knew he had to escape before it ate him.

Quickly, Toshiro floated upwards, about twenty feet off the ground. (I know most ghosts can't do that, but Toshiro has that large reservoir of spirit energy so that doesn't matter). However, the creature jumped, claws extended toward the infant. Nimbly, he dodged the attack. However, to Toshiro's surprise, the creature shot a beam out of its mouth, missing Toshiro by inches. In his panic, Toshiro floated up the side of a nearby building hoping to find safety in the roof's elevation. However, it just bound up the side of the building, sticking its claws into the side to prevent it from falling off. Realizing his mistake, Toshiro slid away from the building and hoped that stupid masked thing couldn't fly.

Lucky for him, it couldn't. The thing jumped after him, and narrowly missed him. The creature fell down back to the ground, (about fifteen stories down) and the only thing it could do was send another beam at Toshiro as he fell, which missed again, this time by several feet. Toshiro was still shaking in fear, but he was also exhilarated by the dangerous encounter. Outsmarting the creature was almost … fun. The sensible side of him said he could have gotten some serious boo-boos. (Don't give me that. He's a baby after all) Despite that, he still enjoyed his little victory. He let out a satisfied "Heh" as he floated off, away from where he saw the creature land.