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I sat in a tree, staring at the dark clouds gathering around me. My back rested against the rough bark, while I sat lost in my thoughts. I thought about the recent battle with the Boogeyman, and how I turned into a spirit. Was I invisible to people now? Like Jack told me about? Was my whole regular life just tossed in the trash? No, it wasn't tossed in the trash. It was ripped apart, stomped on, and flushed down the toilet. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Would Danny and my sister be able to see me? Were they worried about me? It just occurred to me, that I had been gone for a week.

And who's fault was this? This was the fault of none other than our resident bastard, Pitch Black. My eyes narrowed in anger, as I remembered: He killed me. He freaking killed me, and I wasn't allowed to return the freaking favor. I was starting to get angry, and my fists clenched at my sides. I was on the verge of turning around and punching the tree I was sitting on, but I couldn't, or wouldn't really. Considering I was the spirit of Nature. That was still a very interesting yet slightly confusing concept. So, I was basically the Queen of Nature.. Did that make me Mother Nature? Ah hell naw, I am not that old. I think I'll just stick with Kristy, thank you very much.

With no warning, a voice came from close behind me, ripping me out of my thoughts. "Boo!" I jumped and stifled a scream. I whirled around on my branch, ready to launch myself at whoever it was. Ever since the battle with Pitch, I was pretty on edge. Earlier, I heard a branch snap and almost tackled a walking deer.

And who did I see? The confusing., teenage boy, Jack. He sat on a branch not two feet away, with a mischievous grin on his face. I settled back down on my branch. "Your lucky," I said after a second. "I almost smashed your face in."

"A little on edge, huh?" he asked. I gave a small nod. "And even if you knocked me out of the tree, I'm a big boy. I think I could handle it." I turned around with my eyes slightly narrowed.

"Are you saying, that I can't deliver a good punch?" I asked.

"Well, it's not that, just-" I cut him off, shoving him off his branch. Jack fell a couple feet, but caught himself before he went splat. He came flying up at me, and before I had time to think 'Oh, he wouldn't,' he barreled right into me, knocking me right off my branch. My arms windmilled as I fell back. I was about to summon the wind, but Jack caught me from under the arms. Before I could protest, he pulled me close and kissed me.

I gasped and my brain just- froze. It seemed like I couldn't think, or feel a single thing. He let go of me unexpectedly, and flew upwards. I forgot to summon the wind, and the ground came rising up to meet me. My tombstone would read 'Killed by love'.

That would be, if I actually died. Which I didn't. I caught myself of course. I summoned the wind, and my bare feet just brushed the ground as I rose back up into the air. I flew up to Jack, who was about fifty feet in the air, and was smiling cheekily at me. "Well, that was fun," he remarked.

I glared. "Fun? How's this for fun?" I waved my hand, and the support of the wind disappeared from under him. Jack's eyes widened before he started falling. He waved his staff around, trying to gain altitude again, but the wind remained gone. When he reached twenty feet, I took pity on him, and let the wind rush back underneath him. He wobbled a bit, trying to gain control again, before he flew back up to where I was.

"Not cool," he said. I rolled my eyes, before grinning.

"Free fall?" I asked. He grinned and nodded, seeming to forget that I could have killed him. The two of us, started flying as fast as we could upwards. I was getting the hang of these powers. I was able to fly just as well, if not better than Jack could. It felt like I was born to fly. We rushed upwards, until we were thousands of feet in the air, above the clouds, and where the atmosphere was thin. I took a deep breath, as we stopped, enjoying the feeling of the crisp air in my lungs. I looked at Jack, and grinned as he nodded. We both relinquished our hold on the wind, and started free falling, head first. I could feel my eyes starting to water slightly as the wind flew past us. We went zooming towards the ground, facing each other. We both had huge grins decorating our faces, and when we were halfway to the ground, we grabbed hands, and spun several times. We released, and went zooming off in different directions. I laughed, but it was ripped away by the wind. Jack and I started using the wind again, and angled ourselves forward. We went flying towards Burgess, and as we got closer to each other, we dropped back down. In between the buildings we flew, creating strong breezes while people pulled their jackets closer around them. I laughed, enjoying the feeling of the wind rushing through my dark hair.

It wasn't until I saw it, that I stopped moving, and landed to look at it. It was a small poster... of me. My eyes widened as I saw it was a missing persons poster. My hands flew to my mouth, as I gasped. Oh no. No, no, no, no, no... Who put the poster up? Was it Danny? Or did my Aunt notice I was gone, and call the police. "Kristy?" I faintly heard Jack land behind me, and call out. I looked around frantically, before taking off in the direction of the Gamestop Danny worked at. I was there in less than a minute. I flew through the open doors and saw Danny sitting at the desk, reading a comic book. He looked stressed. I could tell what most others couldn't. I could see the slight bags under his eyes, and the creases on the normally smooth forehead. I ran up to the counter, and shouted at him. "Danny? Danny!? Answer me, god dammit!" I shouted. I leapt over the counter, and shouted in his ear. He shifted slightly, but didn't even look up. "Come on, you selfish bastard!" I cried. I went to slap him upside the head, but my hand just went straight through him, as if I was a ghost. I gasped, and clutched my hand.

I suddenly felt so... empty inside. Like I didn't really exist. Was I really here? Or was I really a ghost of some kind. I backed up, away from my friend, until my back was pressed against the wall. My mouth hung open, as I tried to process exactly what just happened. I just went... through my best friend. I slowly slid down the wall, still clutching my hand, trying to prove to myself that I was still there.

I heard a slight movement, and looked up to see Jack walk into the room. He looked from the still-reading Danny, to me, sitting on the ground. I had tears in the corner of my eyes, and I struggled not to cry. This only made me feel like I had swallowed a lump of clay. I took in a deep breath, before letting it out in shuddering gasps. Jack came over and sat next to me, not saying a word. The laughs and fun we were having just minutes before were forgotten, as I struggled to keep my composure. I kept telling myself that I was strong.. That I wouldn't cry. But that just made me feel worse when the tears started slipping out. I buried my head in my arms, and started crying. I felt so weak. Like I couldn't take care of myself. I would've felt like that if I was alone, even. But the fact that I was crying in front of Jack, just made it worse.

After a minute of pointless crying, I felt an arm wrap around me. I leaned into the contact, once again letting myself know that I could touch other living, breathing beings. I leaned my head on Jack's shoulder, and he held me in a tight hug. Once I had finally gotten a hold of myself, I sniffed and looked up at Jack. He was looking at me with concerned, blue eyes. Normally, I would have been embarrassed for allowing myself to look this weak. But right now, at this moment, I could honestly care less. My best friend for years.. couldn't see me.

I sat up, and pulled away from Jack's comforting hug. I rubbed my eyes, to get rid of any stray tears, and tried to scrape up any shreds of dignity I might have left. I get that it's okay to cry every once in a while, and that it's bad to hold your emotions in, but.. I had an image to hold up. I was the tough girl who didn't give a shit about anything. I got through school by being one of the quieter girls. Despite my silence to the odd people around me, I guess I always gave off this dangerous vibe. Maybe that's why I only had one friend? But anyway, I had always kept up that facade to get by. I never really let my emotions show, so I always bottled them up. I guess it's just kind of second nature to me now. But when I walked through the open doors of the building, and found that my long time friend couldn't see me... I just couldn't hold it in. My life has gone from being ignored because people didn't want to get to know me, to being ignored because I was literally, invisible to them. I doubt that really anyone could face that without shedding a few tears.

I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Apparently in the time I spent crying, my powers had acted up, and there was now a blizzard raging outside. I didn't quite want to open my eyes and look to see how bad it was, but eventually I managed to crack my eyes open slightly to face what I had unintentionally created. I gasped as I saw the blindingly white landscape outside. "Well shit," I muttered. As I worked to tune down the force of the storm, I noticed that Danny had closed the doors, and was staring open mouthed at the storm raging outside. "What the hell?" he asked himself.

He shook his head and turned around to go back to his desk. As he did, his eyes skimmed right over Jack and I. Suddenly, I felt this burning anger inside of me. Who the hell did he think he was? He was just gonna ignore us? That bastard! Dimly, I knew it wasn't really his fault, but at the moment, my mind was too fucked up to listen to reason. I narrowed my eyes, and they turned gray. Snow started falling inside the small building, and the temperature rapidly dropped. Danny was staring open-mouthed at the snow falling on his head. He shook his head a couple times, as if maybe he was hallucinating, but the snow only fell on him harder. I felt movement to my side, and looked to see Jack creating one of his magical, fun snowflakes. He blew on it lightly, and it went flying across the room, only to land right on Danny's nose.

We both slowly stood up, as a bright grin lit up Danny's face. He laughed and looked back up at the falling snow with a new light in his eyes. My eyes softened, as I remembered how childish he could really be. They turned back to their regular color, but I kept the snow falling. I sighed slightly, and Jack seemed to read my mind: It was time to leave. We both started walking towards the door, when I heard a slight gasp come from Danny. I ignored it, figuring that maybe he slipped or something, but I stopped dead, when I heard him call out, "Kristy?" I stopped moving, and I think I stopped breathing, as I turned around to face him. My heart started beating faster, as I saw him looking, not through me, but right at me. "Kristy? Wh- what the hell is going on here?" he asked, bewildered. "Where were you? We couldn't find you anywhere!" I completely ignored his questions as I raced forward, and leapt into his arms. I squeezed him in a tight embrace, and didn't let go, even when I heard him gasping for breath. I only let go when Jack pulled me back.

He grinned at me, and said, "You know, he's able to see you now. You might not want to squeeze the life out of him." I laughed and looked back over at Danny. He had a huge grin on his face, and, to top it all off, he looked over at Jack, and said, "Who's this?" Jack gaped and started stuttering.

"Can- can you see me?" he asked. Danny looked confused as he nodded. "I- I'm Jack," Jack said, and Danny grinned in greeting. He held out his hand, and despite his shock, Jack shook it. I laughed at Jack's expression before turning back to Danny. Despite the grin on his face, I could tell that he was concerned. "Kristy.. What happened? You didn't answer my calls or my texts, and then I came over, and your house was abandoned. I called the police, and they have been searching for days! Here, come on, let's go and show them that you're ok." he said. He grabbed my arm and started pulling me towards the door.

I pulled my hand away, and looked at his confused face sadly. "I- I can't," I said.

"What do you mean, you can't?" Danny asked, looking more and more confused.

I sighed. "It's a long story," I said, looking over to Jack. He nodded, and I turned back to Danny. "But, there is a storm outside, so I guess we have time."

Half an hour later, a very confused Danny sat on the counter, staring at me open-mouthed. I shifted slightly in mid-air. "Wait, so you- you died?!" he practically yelled. I winced. I had never heard Danny shout before, and it was kind of odd.

"Um.. Yeah?" I said hesitantly. Before I knew what was happening, I was pulled into a tight embrace. I could tell it was Danny, because of the black shirt he was wearing. I buried myself in the hug, grateful that I could actually touch him now. I didn't go right through him, as if I was.. some sort of ghost. After a while, Danny pulled away and searched my face, as if looking for something. He seemed satisfied with what he saw, and he went to go sit down again.

He seemed to lose the concern now, and a childish grin lit up his face. "So, you said you have powers, right?" he asked. I nodded, and his grin widened. "What kind of powers do you have? Oh well duh, you made the storm right?" Before I had the chance to answer, he continued. "Woah, so you're like Storm from the X-Men! Ooh ooh, no wait, you're the Avatar! You can bend the elements! Or maybe you're like some kind of wierd weather wizard, and you have to go to Hogwarts to learn how to control your powers!" he continued to ramble, as Jack and I watched in amusement.

Jack leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Is he always like this?"

I looked at him and scoffed. "Are you kidding me? This is only the beginning," I said with a wide grin.

A/N Aaaaaaand done. Omg, I am sooooo sorry. I feel like it took me forever to update. Don't blame me, blame Jeremy Renner! I watched Mission Impossible Ghost Protocal, and ever since, I have been obsessed. I ended up watching him in several other movies, like Hansel and Gretel Witch Hunters, and the Bourne Legacy. Plus I watched the Avengers, like, 5 times. After I watched the movies, I have been hooked on Jeremy Renner fanfiction stories. I'm most likely going to end up writing several of those. If you haven't seen any of those movies, I highly recommend them. I also got hooked on people playing zombie games on Youtube. Hehe.. yeah..

Again I am soo sorry it took so long. Ok, anyways, a huge thanks to Ya I'm THAT chick, for making the cover art for the story. Thank you everyone who followed/favorited and reviewed. It really means a lot to me. I'm debating on whether or not I should do one last chapter about Kristy, Danny, and Jack getting Lucy to believe and see them. Ok, song for the chapter is:

C'mon By: Panic! At the Disco featuring Fun

I just heard the song the other day, and I really like it. Ok, thanks for reading, and please review! Peace out.

-Gothgal00