I know this is short, but it's the first chapter. It's supposed to hook you into waiting for more. I just started this story, and I don't know if you want to hear more, so I need your input on it all.

Chapter two is up on Truth Uncovered! (Not that you didn't already know that). Next chapter of Truth Uncovered will most likely be up Wednesday!

Love you all,

Mini

Chapter One

The Winds spoke an ancient language, one that no one, save for the Seasonal Spirits, knew how to speak fluently. Amelia Autumn was pained to hear that one of them, North, had become lonely. Her and her brothers were most often too busy to talk to the Winds, having duties to fulfil and no time talking to air.

Amelia sat and wondered, staring at the sky as snow began to form. Mother had said she had a new brother—Jack, that was his name-and that she wasn't allowed to go anywhere near him.

"But why?" she had asked.

Mother had answered her: "Manny's orders. Don't you dare disobey them, child."

Sasha and Samuel were curious. Autumn was the oldest of them all, being 9,723 years old, the wisest and most powerful. She rarely showed any emotions, her pale, slightly tanned hand seeming to answer every question they had.

Later.

Shut up.

Leave me alone.

So, when they found her staring out her balcony at Transcendent Cove, tears streaming down her face, they confronted her.

"Sister?" they could hear her gasp, and her slender fingers popping up to wipe her face clean.

"Y-yes?"

"Why are you crying?" Sasha furrowed her brows.

"No reason."

"There is a reason."

Silence.

"I'm just… sad. East won't talk to me… and North hasn't arrived for quite some time." South ruffled her long, auburn hair, deciding to kindly pay her a visit. West and East spoke in harmony, arguing.

"And South isn't screaming?" Spring said, incredulous. "Amelia, please tell us what's happened."

"Nothing's happened…."

"Hold up." Summer held his hands up. "You said North left?"

"Well, yeah."

"Isn't it winter?"

"Yes—down near Burgess and those small towns."

"Oh, my Moon!" Sasha squealed. "There's a new winter sprite?"

"Yes, sister, now calm down." Amelia turned to them, laughter filling her yellow eyes. "But you can't go to him…."

"What?"

"Mother said that Manny won't let any spirit near him. For quite a while, too."

"How long?"

"Three-hundred years." The black-haired beauty walked in, leaves cascading off her dress. "You may not interact with him. North is his only friend, so you won't be seeing her for a long time. Manny has plans for him, but you must continue your own duties."

"Why?"

"Spring, don't question me." Her voice was eerily calm. "He is young and needs to learn his own. His recklessness could put us all in danger."

"But you don't believe that, do you?"

"Autumn!"

"No!" she shouted back, her dark, camo green silk gown twirling around her. "We didn't have to learn on our own—we had your help! You took us into our care, why can't we do the same to Jack?"

"Because Manny said so!"

Her hands flew up as she let out an exasperated breath. "He is one of us, Mother! Just because you didn't have a part in making him doesn't mean that he needs to be left out like an outcast."

"You wouldn't dare go against Manny's words, and neither would I." Mother Nature shot back, her dark side coming through. "Do you want to lose your spirituality?"

"No, Mother, I don't." Amelia growled. "But what good will this do for him? Centuries of isolation? He may go insane from the loneliness."

"Don't think I don't know that."

"But you're always kissing Manny's feet! He controls all our lives, tells us our destinies, and this is what he's decided to do with Jack's? The poor boy is sixteen, Mother, and he's only got the Wind and stars to speak to!"

Sasha had her hands over her mouth. Samuel was gaping. Mother Nature was staring at the ground between her feet, knowing she'd just been hit with the truth harder than she'd ever imagined.

"I'm giving him one-hundred years," Amelia growled. "And if he hasn't gone insane by then, then I'll leave him alone for the next two-hundred."

With that, her shimmering red cloak and the cascading leaves were the last thing they saw before the door was shut.