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Chapter 2

In the next years he learned a lot about his powers. What he could do with his mind and where his limits are. He learned to listen to his instincts and brought winter to the part of the world where it is needed before spring came.

He also learned to listen to the wind. He was always there for him and he told jack where he was needed. The wind was his only friend for many years.

He tried to not to see and meet humans as best as he could. Jack would try to spare himself the pain that came with being ignored and walked trough. He always tried to avoid being walked trough but it happened often enough.

So it came that the first 100 years of his second life, not that he knows that, he was completely alone. Except the wind of course.

But sometimes the wind behaves strange. It was like it was being pulled in two directions at the same time, like it wasn't sure where to go anymore. It doesn't happen often, but enough that jack realized something isn't right.

And jack sometimes gets the feeling on being spied on. He didn't see who it was, only that there was somebody looking at him.

It was frightening and exiting at the same time. Frightening because he couldn't find the person wherever he is. And exiting because someone can see him!

It broke something inside him when jack realized that even immortals can't see him and walk trough him.

-Flashback-

It was 20 years after he was reborn and Jack was feeling pretty lonely. He didn't have someone to talk to, even if he could swear that the wind sometimes tried to answer him.

Jack was busy with bringing a little snowstorm over Moscow when somebody flew pass him. Startled, he paused and searched for the person with his eyes. When he finally found him, Jack flew quickly after him.

He didn't know how but he knew immediately that this person was another immortal. It was like a feeling that told him that they are the same. With a big grin on his face he tried to catch up.

"Hey! Wait for me!" he called after him. No answer, not even a twitch. Maybe he didn't hear Jack.

Again he took a big breath to call again, only louder when the person suddenly changed his course und flew right trough Jack.
He chocked on his air and doubled over from the pain. How can this be? The other one was the same as jack, so how is it that he can't see him?

Again Jack flew after him and when he came near to touch he hesitated. What if really NOBODY can see him? He didn't know if he could live with this. If he could bear this loneliness. But he had to make sure, only to sate his curiosity.

So he raised his hand without his staff and tried to touch the other immortal on the shoulder. Nervous little Jack closed his eyes and began to hope. But no matter how far he stretched his hand out he never made contact. Frustrated and disappointed he opened his eyes again only to see his arm pushed trough the other till his elbow.

Before Jack could stop it streaked tears over his face. While he silently cried the wind took him away and he screamed his loneliness in this silent never hearing night.

-Flashback end-

Jack could quite clearly remember how he hid in a dark cave somewhere in the cold Siberia and cried the days away. Only after weeks did the wind manage to lure him out of his solitude and took him to the places where the winter with his snow was urgently needed.

Over time jack felt like an observer, he could see it all but he couldn't do a thing. Be it with the humans, especially the children, or the immortals.

Nobody even knows he exists.