Okay, first one thing I forgot to mention was that Snow calls all of the Guardians (except Narain) special names. North is Grandpa North. Tooth and Song are Aunt Tooth and Aunt Song, and Bunny and Sandy are Uncle Bunny and Uncle Sandy. She doesn't call Narain "Aunt Narain" because she feels Narain abandoned her mother.

And I apologize for the absence. My computer was confiscated. Its been confiscated again but im at my grandmothers for a few days so I took the chance.

Chapter 4: Blaze Summer

Silence had a firm hold on everyone as we stared at the boy standing before us. In appearance, he looked like a teenager, except his hair was a mix of red and orange. He had tanned skin and fiery orange eyes. He was dressed in a red t-shirt over a yellow long sleeve shirt, brown pants, and orange shoes. In his right hand, he held a staff like Dad, Mom and me, but his had a flame shaped gem at the end. He was taller than Mom but shorter than Dad and he looked about sixteen years old.

"Long time no see, Aunt Casey." He said, smiling at Mom.

Mom looked at him, her sapphire eyes filled with confusion. "Who are you?" She asked.

The flaming haired boy smirked and looked down. "Of course you don't know me." He mumbled. Then he looked back up. "My name now is Blaze Summer, but I was once Ash Katherine, son of Matthew Katherine, your younger brother."

I looked at Mom. Her eyes were wide and I could've sworn I saw years building in them. I was we'll familiar on who Matthew Katherine was. Mom had told me stories about him. He was her little brother, the one she would do anything for and the one she cared for when their mother died. A few years after Mom had died, Matthew nearly drowned, but it was thanks to Mom that he lived.

Looking closer, I wasn't surprised that Mom hadn't recognized him. According to Mom, Matthew had had dark brown hair, like her own had been as a human, and amethyst purple eyes. Blaze's fiery hair and eyes were so different from that.

"So Matthew had a family, did he?" Mom questioned, a soft smile crossing her face. "Good for him."

Blaze nodded, smiling. "Yup."

Mom looked back at Narain. "You told me Matthew had children, a daughter he named after me specifically." Narain nodded. Mom continued speaking. "Did you know his son as well?"

Narain shook her head. "No I was only aware of the girl."

Dad put a comforting hand on Mom's shoulder then looked up at Blaze. I wasn't sure, but by the expression on his white face, it seemed as though Dad had met Blaze before. "Summer." he said, venom in every word.

"Frost." Blaze spat, almost as venomously.

Mom moved away from Dad and stood between him and Blaze. She looked at Blaze, who towered over her almost as much as Dad did. "Why haven't I ever seen you before now?"

Blaze sighed as his glare dropped, a look of sadness replacing it as his flaming eyes met the water-colored eyes of my mother. "Manny didn't allow it." He replied.

"Why not?" Aunt Song exclaimed, stepping closer.

"It wasn't time yet." Blaze answered simply.

"Not time yet?!" Dad yelled angrily. I saw his staff turn icier as his grip on it tightened. "How could it not be time!? Manny abandons Casey for over two hundred years and doesn't even bother telling her when her nephew becomes the summer spirit!"

"Frostbite…" Uncle Bunny said softly, walking closer to Dad and putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure Manny had his reasons for keeping Casey in the dark."

"I've watched." Blaze said smiling fondly at Mom. "I've watched you, Aunt Casey. Ever since I became the summer spirit, I've watched you grow more and more powerful."

"When did you become summer spirit?" Grandpa North asked.

"Summer, 1821." Blaze answered.

Mom's eyes widened and she looked at Dad. "That was the first time you stopped coming to see me at my pond."

Dad's eyes widened as well as a shameful blush filled his pale cheeks. "Oh, right."

Blaze nodded. "That winter, when you didn't come, I saw Aunt Casey. She looked so sad."

"How did you know Jack was the cause?" Aunt Tooth asked.

Blaze looked at her. "Easy." He said. "My father always told me that when they were growing up and winter came around, Aunt Casey would always thank Jack Frost. Father said that, up until her death, Aunt Casey had a, you could say, crush on Jack Frost, yet for some reason, she never saw him."

Mom looked the floor. "How could I have not seen him? I believed in him, yet I never saw him once. Why?"

Blaze shrugged. "That, my dear aunt, is something I don't know."

"How did you become the summer spirit?" Narain asked.

Blaze held up the index finger of his left hand. "Ah, ah, ah." He said, like he was scolding a child. "That's a story for another time."

An elf, all of a sudden, ran up and yanked repeatedly on North's pant leg.

"What?!" he yelled. The elf pointed behind them at the globe, more specifically the lights in burgess, Pennsylvania. The lights were flickering. Children's belief was weakening. Looking around, Aurora, Dusty, the twins and I could already see our parents strengths wavering. Aunt Tooth and Aunt Song's wings were fluttering weakly, Uncle Sandy could barely shape his sands, and Grandpa North, Uncle Bunny and Narain seemed to be having trouble standing. Even my parents were affected. Both Mom and Dad's grips on their staffs tightened and they were using the staffs more and more as means to remain standing straight.

"This isn't good." I said. The others nodded in agreement.

What'd you think of my bro's character? Except a few tiny things (like his relation to Casey) my bro came up with Blaze all on his own. He's very proud and that review from "blaze" was him. He doesn't have an account on this.

Review and let us know what you thought. (I always show him reviews becausehe loves my stories)