A wrinkled and worn hand grasped at the air, as if the old man was looking for something. His gray stormy eyes were clouded with age. The old man was constantly wheezing for air, his old lungs grasping for the life supporting gas that kept all of us alive.

I knew what he was looking for. With a faint smile, I floated nearer towards the man. His eyes lit up when he felt the air move across his hand. A rare smile lit up his face as he looked towards me, his eyes unseeing.

"Looks like this is the end for me, eh?" The man wheezed, and a tear dripped down my face. I didn't want him to go.

"Yeah." I breathed, and let the stinging tears travel down my face. If somebody had told me a year ago that General Winter was going to die soon, I would have laughed and then probably blow their heads off. "This is the end for both of us." My soul was tied to his. His power was connected to me, and vice versa.

We both had spent a long time on this world, longer than any being could ever stand. We were partners. He brought the winter to the world, while I traveled beside him in my winds. My long black hair brushed past my ear and fell into my face.

"Wind, I can't see you." Winter wheezed, and I looked down at him. My hand reached down and tried to catch his, but it phazed through his old hand like nothing. I was still invisible. That didn't stop me from sending a light wisp of air to caress his face. I could still care for him, even if I couldn't do anything.

Six months ago, General Winter started aging. At first I didn't notice because of his already gray hair, but soon enough I couldn't stop seeing the changes that were passing through him. I was unaffected, still in my youthful form. His eyesight went first, causing storms across the world to amass. I tried to limit my power into his, but it was difficult. Then went his hearing, making his power unstable. Then went the rest of his body functions until the last three weeks he had spent in his Winter Cavern.

There, I cared for him. I knew that we were both going to go soon, but that didn't stop me from caring about my friend. We both learned from the beginning, and I wouldn't abandon him.

"Wind." My attention was brought back to the present. I looked down at my friend- no. He was my sibling. I could easily call him my brother. I loved him so much, and I couldn't be without him. This was going to be the end for us, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Yes?" My voice chimed in the still air, though nobody heard me down here. It was just me and him, so I didn't care if anybody could hear me. Actually… I would care. But that's another story.

"Take me home." General's eyes closed and his breathing slowed. It was time.

His frail body began to fade out, I could see the patches of snow beneath his body through him. I glanced down at my hands, and saw that they were doing the same things. I could see right through my hands, as they began to slowly fade along with Winter. This was perfect, like a snowflake slowly falling through the air, knowing that it would meet it's end when it touched the ground. That still didn't stop the snowflake from dancing till it died.

"I will." I promised, tears springing to my eyes. I let myself go, prepared to go to the other world. There, hopefully General could finally see me. It felt beautiful to let myself go, to let all the worries that weighed on me slip off of my shoulders. The bond keeping us together, the bond that we had shared for the last million years. A peace filled me as I took my last breath of sweet air.

Then it broke.

Like a wire, my soul connection with General snapped in two. I gasped as my form suddenly returned to me, and I looked around wildly. What?

I wasn't dying anymore, I was back to normal. I wasn't faded, nor was I affected in anyway. Panic filled me, as I frantically tried to connect our bond again.

"General! Winter!" I cried as I dove down to check on the spirit. He was almost gone. My hands frantically tried to touch him, but all I could do was pass my hand's through his insubstantial body.

Like a miracle, Winter opened his eyes to look at me. To really look at me. A smile lit up his face as he looked me up and down. My blue and white winter skin dress and the ice necklace that he made for me, that his where his eyes lingered the most.

"Wind." He wheezed. "You- you are so beautiful."

"Now is not the time for flattery." I frantically told him, and tried to connect the severed bond. "You have to live. I can't be without you!"

"Wind." His voice was soft. I looked up to see tears in his eyes. "You are my home."

And he was gone.

General Winter was dead.

I was alone in the world again. A tear filled my left eye as it slowly spilled onto my cheek. My other eye was dry, for some strange reason.

"Well. That was dramatic." A brash voice behind me alerted me to whom was behind me.

"Southern." My voice broke as I stood up slowly. In my hand was the staff of Winter. I turned to look at my brother.

He wore the latest clothing of the south pole. His entire body was covered with cloth. It was a light looking robe, with a strange white cap on his head. It covered the bottom half of his face, and it didn't end until it touched the end of his shoulders. On his feet were a pair of silk slippers.

Ug. Shoes. I hated shoes. They were so overrated.

It was completely opposite of what I had on. I had a blue and white deer skin dress draped across my figure. One side covered my shoulders, while the other side was baren. Besides my long black hair and a necklace, that was all I had on.

"You broke the connection!" I yelled, my sadness and anger forming into one emotion. Rage. "How dare you! I was ready!" A blast of cold wind slammed against his figure.

South chuckled, not affected by the sudden wind, and strode into the chamber and stood before me. He was a head taller.

"North, please. How could I let my only sister die?" His hand reached up to pat my head. I gripped his wrist from him touching me.

"Don't touch me." I snarled. "You are on my side of the world. Go away."

"North, I come with an offer. Now that you aren't burdened with a spirit, you can come and live with me." South's voice was smooth like soft sand. "We should stick together, as siblings."

"You corrupt idiot!" I snarled, a new layer of ice curling across the cave. "You know I cannot be with you, or ever. You have your Summer spirit, as I have my Winter. I will never be with you, not now, not ever!" I slammed the end of the staff on the ground. Thick ice in spear like forms jutted from the ground. "I have-" I swallowed. "I have to go find another Winter. Now excuse me." I brushed past my brother.

"You'll regret it, trust me." South called after me.

I turned around and glared at him. "Go back to the south." I snapped, and flew off into the icy air.

..

Oh. My. Gosh. How could I have lost it?! I flew low to the ground, the moonlight giving me the light that I needed. Just how I managed to lose the staff of Winter, is a mystery that only the moon could provide the answer.

I began to whistle, and slap my leg. "Here staffy staffy staffy." I called out, but not really thinking that I'd get an answer.

But I did. A ring of a bell caught my ears as I quickly flew to the source. I couldn't believe that it had actually worked. It was on a pond covered on ice, probably really thin in the middle because Spring came early this year. It was odd, because winter usually stayed until mid April, annoying a favorite large rabbit.

My feet touched the ice as I began to walk over to the staff on the ice. I didn't care if I was going to fall through the ice, maybe I could stay in the pond for the rest of the year. I didn't have to choose another spirit to take Winter's spot. I could wait a year.

I was lost in my thoughts that I almost didn't notice the huge power surge under the ice. When I did notice it, I stumbled backwards and off the ice. I didn't dare mess with Man in the Moon's power, even if it involved my staff. Nobody would notice it, it was just a stick unless I gave permission to the spirit touching it. It was mostly my power that gave the a spirit power enough to become the spirit of Winter.

Slowly, as if in slow motion, I saw the ice on the pond push up as if something, or somebody, was coming up into the moonlight. It was. A boy in a brown winter cape, with tight hide pants gasped in his first breath as he looked up at the moon with wonder. He had snow white hair, and I couldn't see his eyes from where I was standing.

Gently, the moon's power set the boy on his feet, and released him. He probably would never feel the comforting feel of the moon again. The ice beneath his feet healed instantly, with the slightest wisp of his power. He was a winter spirit. His feet slid in two different directions but stopped. One of the many few of our kind, and a possible candidate.

He looked down at his hands, and then back up at the moon. I could see his eyes now, an icy blue standing out from his pale skin and white hair. A question filled the air, and I heard him whisper, and it was caught in the wind and brought to me to hear.

"Jack Frost?"

Ah. He was just named. I hadn't seen another spirit born since… a long time. I had missed the innocence. Then his stature relaxed and tried to take a step, but his feet slid a little bit more.

Then it struck me, was that he laughed. At first it was a breathy, sort of nervous laugh. But I could feel his unusual wonder about the world. Usually when spirits were first born they would be in withdrawn and for the first century they would become to know what immortal meant. Some of them would try to go back to the life that they had before.

His foot touched my staff, making it roll away from him. He looked down, his attention caught by my staff. I slowly moved forwards, sure that he was another person who couldn't see me. I saw his foot reach out and paint the staff with frost. His own power touched mine, and I knew. He was the one. I knew that Winter would be proud of me.

Jack picked up the staff, looking it over as suddenly it glowed a white blue that seemed to become it's own light. It partly slipped from his grasp, and tapped the ice, and frost painted the ice on the pond. I could feel a bond forming.

I looked away from him, focusing on the bond to tie us together. He was going to become the Spirit of Winter. A major, and possibly popular spirit. I looked back to Jack as he started to paint the trees with his power, enjoying to see the fern like water crystals forming. I saw the excitement building as he suddenly jumped a few times and ran across the pond, running the staff across the ice, his power exploding in the shape of beautiful white markings. He slipped a few times, but I just watched him with a smile. The bond was almost finished, as he ran across the pond and the white markings flourished.

With a snap, I felt him connect with me. A smile lit up my face as I suddenly dragged him up into air, unused to having his light weight. I joined him, happy that I had somebody again. It was a shaky flight, long enough for Jack and I to see the beautiful whiteness of his frost on the ground. As soon as it began, it stopped. I shouted as Jack plummeted towards the ground, I wasn't able to catch him. I winced as he hit a few trees, feeling my own side beginning to form bruises. I laughed as I saw Jack clutching the tree like it was his only hope.

A chuckle escaped his lips as he looked around, his eyes catching on something. An orange fire glow came from the village a few miles away. The sound of music touched his ears.

"Oh no." I breathed, unheard from Jack who suddenly drew on my power like it was his own. I caught him as he tried to fly, but I willingly let him go towards the village. It was better now to get the shock of being invisible done and over with.

Jack will never be the same once he knew that he was alone. But I was equally alone, and I could tell we were going to be the best of friends.

Lets hope this one will work. I am sorry, but this has been malfuntioning whenever I tried to post this chapter. It always had some weirdness going on, and only two sentences. I have been trying to fix this.

Anyways, this is my second fic, as the first is a oneshot series. So... This is going to have some dark themes, but it will turn out all right in the end. :))

Please review, I would like to know how this book shall turn into.