A/N: I just wanted you guys to know that this is a test chapter. If enough people like (or review) I'll keep writing. Even if none of you read this, I'll still update. But, this is just to see if you readers like my idea. Enjoy!

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(Unknown)

I curled up in a ball trying to conserve what little heat I had left. My stepfather locked me outside for standing up to him and for protecting my younger brother. I constantly took the drunken abuse lent to my brother out of love.

I could still see the child-like wonder and fun in my brother's eyes. I prayed that my 'father' would let me inside so I could see that I could see that happiness again. I was afraid if I stayed out here much longer, I would freeze to death. I couldn't even remember my brother's name. This was a bad sign.

Suddenly, a glowing figure floated through the trees in my backyard. Frost started to form where the figure, I think he was a little older than me, sat on the Tree. Yes, the Tree. It was special to me, but I can't remember. I can barely do anything now.

I tried to get up. I needed to get blood flowing to my fingers and toes. Get up, I yelled at my frozen limbs. The wind started to spastically blow and the snow started to fall harder. I swore I heard someone yelling. "Why can't I save her!?" I distantly recognized that it probably belonged to the boy, and he sounded very distressed. I wonder what was bothering him.

"All I can do is make her colder!" The voice stated in defeat. "At least if I make her colder, she will be at peace sooner." Was he talking about me? The blizzard grew around me, and the temperature must have dropped twenty degrees. But then I was warm, so warm. I fell over onto my side. I felt so toasty, though I couldn't feel my arms or legs. Or my body for that matter. Do I even have a body? The last thing I saw was the moon cutting through the clouds before the blackness closed in.

(Jack)

I had seen the girl about twelve years ago. When I pasted the small town in North Carolina, the little blond girl paused to wave at me. I waved back, but I couldn't stick around. There was a large cold front heading toward Georgia, and someone had to give them a long overdue snow day.

I did stay long enough to hear what I can only assume was her father hit her, yell at her for making up imaginary friends, and for waving at nothing. I was upset by this, but I learned long before that trying to help in these situations only made things worse.

If you had told me that I would meet her again, I would have told you that something was wrong with your head.

But I did meet the same blond haired, green-eyed girl again. I would have never expected the situation I met her in, for went I met her again; she was slowly freezing to death.

I couldn't bear it. I got so enraged with MIM and myself. There was a blizzard scheduled for this area, and I had to bring the snow. I started yelling at MIM, letting him know my sorrow and anger. I couldn't see another person suffer because of my work. I left before the nameless girl did actually die. I had no idea that I would see her again, and in less than a week.

A/N: So what did you think for the first chapter? Review if you feel like it, PM me, whatever. Tell me if I should continue or dump this in the metaphorical fanfiction garbage can. Come at me bros!

I realized that I am typing this at 1:06 in the morning.

If you type or write 'was saw' or 'saw was' is really fun because it's the same forward and backwards. I can't remember the name for those.

I'm done now.

Seriously.