General Winter

  "Hey, kid, what are you doing here?"
  The child looked upon the ghostly person that flotes by his side. It's voice was cold like the snow that falls, and sounded like a thousand voices together. But the kid didn't seemed scared, and aswered to the person's question like it was something normal.
  "I live here"
  "By yourself?"
  "Yes."
  The ghost rummaged in the air, although the quick answers, he seemed to be interested in that child. He haven't seen one like that since a long time ago. He could use him at his own favor Since when?" He returned to ask
  The boy turned his eyes to the plain cold horizon "I don't know... Since I remember" He took a pause, starting to play with the snow around him "And you?"
  The ghost floated some levels down, until he was almost at the same size as the boy "I live in many different places, specially the cold ones... I also walk around here a lot. You can call me a wanderer. But, tell me, kid, are you not worried about people who come here?"
  "No one comes here"
  "No?" the figure floated aroud him for a moment "Has no one ever tried to take your house from you?"
  "Some people have appered here before" The boy aswered "But my home is too cold, and they can't stand here for so long... So they left before they can fight"
  "Hm..." The ghost muttered, going some levels above the boy again, curious "But winter won't last forever, right? I wonder if these people aren't waiting for it..."
  The boy turned to look at the figure again, now with surprise "I hadn't thought about that."
  A discreet smile appeared in the ghost's face, interest was growing up. He was perfect, so innocent, manipulate him will be easy "So you were lucky in find me, kid" He said "Because, well, I didn't came to took this land from you. No. On the contrary, I like it. I like to see this land in your hands. Even if you're just a kid, you seemed to be very... Focused about taking care of it. Am I right?
  "Yes... I like here..."
  "Very well. You want to lieve here forever, right? At least for some time."
  "Yes."
  "Because I've already traveled around a lot, and I know how people are. Perhaps I can help you to protect this place when people take advantage of spring and come to take your house from you".
  "You think they will do it?"
  "Of course! They're going to take advantage of your... Ingenuousness, and they'll take your house in seconds. - He circled the boy again, and the wind became stronger for some instants - No, I can't let this happen. Not with a beautiful house like that." Obvious, after all, he created that scene "You need to learn how to intimidate, how to scare... How to make people be afraid and respect you."
  The boy rummaged, looks like he was wandering about it "But, that way... I won't be able to have fr..." He started to talk, but that ghost interrupted him.
  "There are no friends in this world, boy." He said, in a serious tune, a little bit scary because of the multiple voices "No one cares about the others... You can only trust in a few people. But, even so, they'll never be trustworthy..."
  "What about you?"
  "I want to help you, right? You can call me a... "Support".
  The boy remain in silent. Playing with the snow or with your scarf, he was deeply thinking about that words.
  That figure smiled, while he wasn't watched, it was really easy to manipulate that boy. He will be his biggest weapon soon. The ghost supressed a victorious smile when the kid looked at him again and asked "And... How I'm going to do it?"
  Now the ghost floated until he was face-to-face with the boy. Ready to reach what he really wants. His body disappeared for a while when he floated down, almost going through the snow layers on the floor.
  "All you have to do is..." A gun materialized on his hands, it was bigger than the kid "Take this and hinder people who try to cross your house's borders. Isn't that simple?"
  The boy stared at the gun, his face showed a soft curiosity, It wasn't a bad idea. The ghost smiled again, discreetly.
  "Do I... Have to kill people?" That boy asked.
  "Just if is necessary" The figure aswered, in a persuasive tune "But this almost never happens" he took a pause, while observing the boy looking at the gun with a crescent curiosity and will "Come on, take it."
  It was tempting, something about that kid was different. He show himself disposed to have that gun in hands, like it was really necessary. The wind hitted trees, created snow mounts, scared animals... And it grows increasingly when the kid took the object with both hands. The gun was pretty heavy for that child, but, after almost loose his balance, he returned to his normal position.
  The ghost smiled again, he had succeeded "Very well, kid... Very well."
  "Now I'll protect my home? Are you sure about it?" the boy asked, his eyes moved from the gun to the ghost's cloudy eyes.
"I'm 100% sure about it. You don't have to worry about that"
  The boy got up, with some difficulty, he was still small, away from growing up yet. Was very disturber see him holding that big gun. But the ghost was loving it "Thank you!" said the boy "Now I'm more confident".
  He smiled and get ready to leave, dragging the gun for the soft snow. But that ghostly figure stopped him for some more time "Hey, boy..." He called " What's your name?"
  The boy turned to the ghost "My name is Ivan" he said, now noticing that he doesn't know who he was talking with "...Who are you?"
  The ghost's smile grown bigger "Very well, Ivan" He said "You can call me General Winter. And, from now on, I'll be your biggest ally..."