Hello again! Here is the second chapter! The chapter that made a liar out of me! I had promised that I would only write this up after I had finished on the chapter of the novel I'm working on at the moment. But I hit a rough patch and wasn't getting anywhere an I felt bad that I hadn't worked on this because of that. So I broke my promise for the few people who have any interest in this. But yeah. I'll TRY to write the next chapter sooner. I promise!

Searching For the Truth- Balance Of Power

Jack landed on the small porch in a graceful tumble of lanky limbs. Glancing between the paper North had given him and the strange house before him a couple of times he frowned. "Who lives here?" Then with a shrug Jack knocked quietly on the front door and waited as the sound of something stumbling and crashing into things came steadily closer. Jack winced as a particularly loud bang resounded through the air and the door before him was ripped open.

"Good day to you young sir! Can I help you?!"

"Uhm..." The teen stared at the strange man standing before him. "I uh... North said..."

"North! How is the ol' chap?! Come in come in! Any friend of that old trouble maker is a friend of mine!"* With that the tall, rather gangly, man grabbed the young spirit's arm and towed him into the house and through to the living room. Jack looked around himself nervously as he was shoved into the chair. "Uhm... I don't think I caught your name...?"

"Yes! Yes how rude of me! Xenophilius Lovegood at your service! Though My friends call me Xeno! And what did you say your name was my boy?!"

"Uh Jack... Jack Frost." This seemed to give the energetic old man pause and he looked at the teen sitting in his home with interest. "Jack Frost you say?! North has told me much about you! Oh the things we could talk about!"

Jack shifted uncomfortably. "Uhm sir? North actually sent me here today... He said you had something that could make me visible to mortals?" Xeno blinked at him owlishly for a moment before finding his train of thought once more. "Oh! Yes! The band! Hold on it was just here..." The older man got up and started to dig around in a large chest behind the sofa.

Jack waited with as much patience as he possibly could. unfortunately that couldn't last long. And his curiosity was getting to him. "Mr. Lovegood? Exactly what kind of spirit are you?" He had to ask. He'd never heard of Lovegood before and that was practically unheard of, most spirits had met or at least knew about the others, but then again it did seem as though this man was a bit o a hermit...

"Spirit? What? I'm not immortal son! I'm a wizard! Xenophilius Lovegood, wizard, and editor and chief of the Quibbler!" Jack stared in dumbfounded confusion. "Wizard? As in a mortal wizard? As in mortal?"

"Gee You don't have to rub it in lad! Yes mortal, as in I will eventually lay down for the final trip to Vallhalla... Oppsie daisy!" Jack jumped as something in the chest apparently shattered. "Are you ok?"

"Yes! Don't mind that! Just a Galapagos looking glass. No big deal." The tinkling fo broken glass as it was pushed aside resounded clearly and the winter teen sitting in the chair watched uncertainly. "If you say so... Uh... How can you see me anyways?

"Hmmm? Oh I see lots of things lad. Lots of things others don't. Things that take a bit of belief to see." A pale hand ran through white hair as he huffed out a surprised breath. "A mortal adult who can see me..." There was a chuckle from the man who seemed to be digging into an impossibly deep chest. "Yes. You can thank all those legends and stuff for that. I always believe that what ever one can think up can exist."

Jack smiled. "Thanks... that... that means a lot." There was a gasp and the immortal flipped over the back of his chair as his new believer popped up like some sort of twisted Jack-in-the-box. "Ah hah! Here it is!" He turns towards his spirit visitor, ignoring the fact that e was still sort of in fight mode, "I found it!" In his hand was a thin metal band done up in silver and gold with one small lapis lazuli stone set among elaborate runes. "What is it?"

The excited grin from his host told him that this was indeed the correct question. "This, my lad, is what the Egyptians refer to as the 'Spirit band' It was a gift to one of their kings from a very powerful wizard. It's was said to aid activating the higher mind, and revealing the truth to clouded eyes. After I got my hands on it I did extensive research and found that there are unique magics threaded throughout each of the metals and the stone, all of them are separate, as is the magic that was put into it when the runes where added. I think that the person, or persons, who made this pretty was unaware of all the magics he was working with. I also think that if a spirit where to wear it he would be seen as truth... with or without belief."

Jack stared at the gleaming silver bracelet in awe. "They'll really see me?"

"Yes! If my hypothesis is correct they will! But be careful, if you go around telling them that you're the immortal spirit of winter and they believe you then they'll see you when you take it off too... and North gave off them impression that stealth might be needed for what ever it is you're doing..."

The immortal was only half listening by this point, riveted by all of the possibilities running through his over active imagination. "They'll see..." He mumbled to himself. "Yes, yes. But more importantly! Did you bring the biscuits North promised me? His little helpers do make such great biscuits!"

"Uh..." Blue eyes glanced at the small tin he had carried into the house with him and he gave Lovegoood a weird look as the man raced towards it. "Good man North!''

Foot steps where then heard on the rickety stairs. "Daddy? Do we have a guest?" A young lady appeared from the short hallway. "Oh look. It seems we do. It also seems that you have not offered him tea yet Daddy..." Xeno jumped as if he'd been shocked. "Oh! RIght! I'm sorry lad, forgive my rudeness!"

Jack coughed. "It's uh... It's fine, I'm not to keen on hot drinks anyways."

"Right! Of course!" The subject then changed with the grace of a leaping grass hopper. "Luna, dear girl, I would like you to meet Jack Frost. Jack, this is my daughter Luna." Luna nodded to the albino who jumped up to shake her hand. "Thank you Mr. Frost for the beautiful snow fall last September. It was my birthday that day, and what a wonderful present.**"

Jack grinned. he had caused that particularly early snowfall to piss off a rude fall imp that had irritated him beyond the point of reason. The punishment doled out by the other seasonal spirits was worth the look on the idiot's face when a tree branch full of snow was dumped on his head. "Glad to know someone appreciated my hard work."

"Oh yes, very much so."

He flashed the girl a surprisingly warm smile before glancing at strange clock on the wall. "Oh! Look at the time! I really should leave soon,I have a meeting to go to in London..."

"Right you are my boy! Just one more quick word, for the most part you will only be seen while you wear the band yes? So I wouldn't go taking it off or putting in on un public. Might cause a bit of a stir if you know that I mean."

A mischievous light came into his eyes. "Right, public places. Got ya."

After a few words more words an pleasentries where given Jack took off into the night sky, excitement slowly building in him at the new adventures he was facing. It wasn't until he was a good ways away from the strange house that he realized that Luna had seemed to know he was without any explanation. What an odd father and daughter...

*I'm SO SORRY! Mr. Lovegood is really hard to write!

**Luna's birthday is September 1st

Ok! So there it was! I know it's a bit short this time, and two of our favorite little cuties are missing, but I really just wanted to get Jack's little detour out of the way. And believe it or not Luna x Jack is actually a ship. I checked! It's probably not going to have a lot to do with this particular story... But may inspire a few one shots later on. Also due to this chapter Fanfiction's spell check probably thinks I'm an idiot. It really doesn't like the Name Lovegood. Anyways. Tell me what cha thinkin'.