A cold chill is the first thing one feels in this world of ice and snow. Shadows moves in and out of the thin leafless branches causing anyone to feel like they are being watched. Two ice cold blue eyes appear in a bush and before a snowflake hits the ground they are gone. But the feeling of bitter sharp ice crunching around your heart remains. Making anyone terrified, in wonder, about the creatures that call this mountain home.

Welcome to Bob's Page.^^ Ok, just so you know I will be calling this character Bob until I get an UC fearie kougra to take this character, or a well named UC faerie kougra goes UFA. So I will be adding art and working on this character more while I wait. xD

Title: Bob God of Winter
Name: Bob
Nickname: Bobby Dear
Age: 12
Species: kougra
Height: 5ft
Weight: 110 pounds
Fur: Pale grayish blue
Markings: Dark blue with white on the muzzle
Eyes: Ice Blue
Home: The Ice Caves in Novela
Siblings: Alia

I don't know if they placed a tomb stone at my grave or if anyone mourned my disappearance from this world. I can only recall the image of a face. I little girl's face, smiling up at me. Snow drifting around her head and collecting in the crevasses of her small mitten hands. I don't know why that image means so much to me. It holds a memory of something, lost and warm. And then its gone. You are neither dead or alive, you are here and that is all that matters. Lo's cold condescending voice echoed through my ears as I was placed forcefully into a chair made of ice. My body neither quivered or felt the cold. I knew I was dead. I watched his ice covered tail swish back and forth as his paws pointed out things in the room around me. I could not understand why I was here. I was sure, I was suppose to go to the Underworld, why had I been brought to Novela, the home of the immortals the dwelling of the creatures unseen by man, the Gods.

Stay there Bob. Morrow fix our new god some tea. I am sure he would care for some.

Suddenly a small white fox appeared with a purple crystal buried deep into his forehead. The creature bowed to me, but I could hardly comprehend what such an act meant in my state. Lo… I thought I was… going to the Underworld? Lo paid no attention to me as he barked orders at Marrow. Where is that tea? And don't forget the special ingredient this time.

Special ingredient, what was he talking about? My head was spinning as I heard Marrow speak about how it was not his fault. A warm cinnamon smell entered my nose and traveled into my lungs, causing an endless stream of tears to run down my face. There was familiarity wrapped in that smell and made me yearn for something or someone. Then as if I was starting to feel again a word came carefully from my lips, Mother. Lo spun on his hind legs on hearing me speak and snapped his mouth over and over again at Marrow's tail.

Confound it boy he is becoming part of the living again! Will you hurry up! Lo's voice echoed around me but I could not understand him, the pain of loss was unbearable. I had never felt such a feeling of wanting, I had to escape.

Here master drink this. Marrow forced a cup into my hand and motioned for me to drink. The smell was alluring but the muscles in my arm would not tighten so I could not bring the cup to my lips. It was at this moment a strange smoke cloud appeared from the tea's steam. The round bulbous shape and hollowed out eyes told me right away it was a skull. I wanted to throw the cup away but Marrow forced me to drink. The liquid warmed my body all over yet something felt like it had died inside me. Then I blacked out, falling into a deep sleep.

When I awoke I turned to see Lo smiling as he held a reddish object in his paws. Yet once he saw me staring he barked more orders at Marrow. My chest started to hurt. I winced and closed my eyes as Marrow placed something in my hands, the weight was surprising.

Here master your sickle. My questioning look sent Lo into a speech I could hardly understand.

Every winter you will have the duty of granting the mortals with a pure white snow fall. You must spend hours making the snowflakes and here is where your sickle is needed. Each time you hold it a small amount of your life force is needed to activate it. This will make the sickle light and you will just have to spin it around your head to make the snowflakes, rather then having to take an ice brush and paint each little flake. Thank the Highness for realizing it was time for something more efficient Lo was laughing as I blinked and held my head in my hands.

Sir, I believe Master needs rest, we can continue these lessons another day. Lo looked at Marrow with disgust but nodded his head as he shuffled off near the fire pit and fell asleep. Yet, I could swear his eyes were open and he was constantly watching me.

Marrow took the sickle and placed it in a corner and motioned for me to follow him to my bed, but my feet would not work and I ended up collapsing back into the chair and going to sleep.

The Meeting

The more time I spent around Lo I noticed that his fur was matted entirely with ice crystals and if I laid a hand on him I would end up with puncture wounds. It actually became helpful when I wanted to activate the sickle. Lo seemed not to mind me placing a finger on his fur as a way to cut myself and released the life force. Yet, the part that confused me the most was that my life force which had once been red was now always blue and never red. When I asked Lo why he would just say, You are lucky you even bleed being dead! I asked no more questions about it any more, after that.

Will you stop pulling on your ears. Lo was grinding his teeth in annoyance. I began to realize Lo was always in a hurried anxious mood. It was like a clock was continuously ticking and he was running to keep up with appointments and such I knew nothing about.

Stand up straight. Marrow brush his hair. I cant believe what a mess you look like Bob. Honestly, of all days, you choose today to be a nuisance.

Good morning Lo. A sweet sing songy voice turned Lo's attention away from my disheveled hair and to a light golden collie. Her neck as adorn with flowers and bees seemed to be buzzing around her with delight.

Hello La. I heard Lo say through his teeth. La was a spirit like Lo, yet her power was in bring back the flowers after winters frost. I felt someone tapping on my shoulder and turned around to see June, a pinkish gold faced kougra with light tan spots on her coat. Her golden locks of hair fell loosely around her shoulders as an elegant pink dress flowed around her waist. Her emerald eyes sparkled as she pulled me close. I should have welcomed the touch but my body stiffened and I pulled away.

I told you not to do that. Every time she came around I could feel a cold wind blow through me. My mind would freeze and my eyes would glaze over. It was like someone had frozen me in time or placed me in a glass box. I was trapped and detached from the world, only Lo's words would enter my brain and reawaken me.

Awe Bob dear, is that any way to treat a friend? June twisted a lock of her hair around her finger. Honestly, you would think after your first winter you would have warmed up to me.

It was then that time started to come back to me. It had been a year since Novela had become my home and my life force had turned cold and blue. I tried to figure out how I should feel, sadness would have made sense, but emotions had left me ever since that tea had touched my lips.

Oh hello Father. June purred as Articoal, the God of the Sun and the King of us all walked by. He patted June on the head and glared at me. I hated the looks Articoal gave me, it was the one place where Lo and I agreed. Even Marrow disliked him.

On entering The Hall of Time I noticed other gods and even their helpers positioned in certain places around the great hall. Cuel was smiling at June and Vuk was doing cat calls. I hated the way they acted. Cuel was a kougra, with a purple coat and a very powerful demon, he was a helper for the God of the Underworld, Argoth. Vuk was Cuel's brother but he looked more like a snake and his evil grin would even make Articol uncomfortable.

Hey June, why are you hanging around with that kid? Cuel was looking down at me. He was tall, handsome and his white ghostly hair next to his bright blue eyes made all the girls flirt with him. While, I was just a little kid not worthy of much attention.

Stop it Cuel, Bob Dear is a powerful god even if he is a kid. June giggled as Cuel scoffed, Oh yeah, what are you going to do Bob Dear turn me to ice? Marrow growled and hissed causing Cuel to back away. Steady Marrow, I was just kidding. Gosh, pets of gods are always so serious.

Cuel and Vuk headed in the direction of their Father as my eyes trailed around seeing the others that were there. June had wondered off to talk with Goddess Hiazel, a zafara, with pale fox fire colored fur and silver hair, who was also the goddess of the moon. She smiled at me as she sat down on her throne of silver, while June took her seat next to her father. Articoal was deep in conversation with the Arth, the God of the Night and Time. He was a golden coated kougra, with brown spots on his coat and two bright blue eyes. He looked around 15 years of age. He glanced at me as I took a seat next to him.

It was custom for ice to sit next to time since ice could freeze time and life. But on the other side of me was Arth's twin brother Argoth, the God of the Underworld. He always made be uncomfortable but there was little I could do about it.

So how are you today Bob. Argoth said as he leaned forward resting his arm on his throne of skulls and bones. He was black panther, with golden eyes that seemed to look through a person straight into their soul. Answer him! Cuel ordered at me.

Easy son, there is no need for that. The God of Winter and the gods and creatures of the underworld have always been allies. Cuel sank down in his seat, embarrassed and angry at being reprimanded.

I am fine. There should be a large snowfall this year, plenty to fill your bank. I smiled and sent a cocky look in Cuel's direction.

Ahh wonderful news. Thanks to your last winter I was brought Cuel and Vuk so I am sure this year I will get some wonderful helpers. This upset Cuel even more, I just grinned a cocky smirk. Everyone knew that each servant of the Four great Gods, Articoal, Hiazel, Arth and Argoth were made through the process of using dead children's souls. And, since winter took most young lives it benefited the gods, so they always showed an interest in my abilities. One glance at Cuel told me he too knew this and was not pleased that his existence was caused by me.

Ken Ho stop that! Lo was sitting on the floor by my throne of ice. Yet, I could tell he was pleased to see Cuel put in his place.

I must say Lo, I am impressed at how quickly you have trained our new God of Winter. Considering you were more interested in your own benefits the last time we met. Arth eyed Lo who swallowed and shrugged his shoulders.

It is my duty, so I would only get the best for the job.

Yes, speaking of picking the best. Yet the Hawk King was unable to finish his sentence. Suddenly two fire birds entered the hall and began to fly around in circles as they perched on the two torches behind Articoal's throne. The meeting had begun.

My fellow Gods and Goddesses, as well as spirits and demons, today we are here to bring in the new year. Please Goddess Hiazel start us off. Articoal bellowed as Hiazel stood up and bowed her head.

Carefully June carried a pot of soil to the center of the room as Hiazel placed her hand in the dirt and began to pull out a glowing green root. It was slick to the touch but she was able to hold on to it and pull it out.

Articoal then stood up and placed his hand on hers as sun light poured on the plant and it began to stretch and crane its neck towards the heavens. Next, June began to sing. Her voice carried all over the hall, it was heavenly.

Dirt and soil, water and seed grow my child and be free.
From the moment I start let me hear your soft little heart beat so clear.
Whip and crane your neck to the sky and one day my child you will surely fly.
Work and toil feed the land so this year will be just as we planned.

The stem began to branch out and small buds appeared and started to blossom. June was very happy with her work as were the others. Then it was my turn.

Hurry up and get up there Ken Ho. Lo barked at me as he bit into my leg ordering me to move. I always got mesmerized by June's singing and it was never a good thing. My legs wobbled a little causing Cuel and Vuk to snicker. Taking a deep breath I closed my eyes. Small sharp thorns had appeared on the stem and carefully I put my hand out and let it cut into my flesh. Marrow bounded up to be with the sickle in his mouth. Taking it in my hands I let my life force activate it. The sickle hissed and then began to glow a light blue as I held it over head and started to chant.

Freeze young ling, flower of time
Freeze and quickly you will die.
Wither away till nothing is left and then you will meet your death.

The sickle spun wildly over my head as snow began to fall on the plants new supple leaves. The flowers that had blossomed shook and their petals fell to the ground and spun around me as a wind of snow and sleet pounded on the poor plant. Then it was done. Covered in ice and frozen cold it was dead or at least close to it.

Taking my seat, I heard June clap lightly for me as the gods nodded their heads. I knew I had done good, Marrow and Lo did not have to say anything.

Lastly, Arth stood up and looked at the petals. I watched as something zoomed by his side. She darted in an out of his cloak, hiding from the eyes of everyone. The news of Arth actually taking on a so called child or servant was hard to believe but sure enough there Kosma was. Her purple raccoon dog face smiled up at him as he waited for her to take out her paintbrush and paint a simple golden star. It lit up the hall like a beacon as Arth prepared to for tell the events that would happen this year.

My dear beings of power I see something that troubles me. I do believe it would be best for the children to leave and allow the four powers to discuses the treachery that maybe afoot.

This was my cue to leave, which was fine with me. I was happy to get out of there as soon as possible.

Yet. Not you Bob, you will remain with us. Just as I was getting ready to stand and leave I slumped back into my throne. Wonderful, what had I done now? I watched as Cuel, Vuk, and June left. Kosma quietly walked out with June who was giggling as Cuel tried to catch her tail as they ran out. This was clearly not fair. The only one who was thrilled by this was Lo, he was on all fours standing proudly, something had gotten his attention.

Tell us what you see my son. Articol said as he sat up and peered at all the flower petals.

I fear the Goddess of Summer is in danger. Likewise Cuel and Vuk are headed for a life of pain. Even my future seemed unclear, for from what this says I will not last another year. Gasps filled the hall as Hiazel covered her mouth in horror. But Arth seemed un phased by any of this, until his eyes narrowed on me. Yet, the one that shocks me the most is yours Bob, it says you will become king.

The room went silent as I felt stares burning into me. Me a King? I said questioningly.

That little boy is to be the king! Articoal snapped. He was outraged, he had been king since the beginning and now a youngster was going to take his place, not likely. I did not even want the position, so I did not understand why everyone was so nervous.

What do you mean my boys are in trouble? Argoth said, his words were full of worry.

I can't answer any of these questions, the petals only show so much. They just answer what will come not how it will be. Arth said a little annoyed that he had to explain himself, even more by the fact he did know what would make him meet his demise.

What kind of danger is June in? I said causing everyone to again give me searing looks, even Hiazel seems displeased.

All I can see is she is in danger and there is a chance she could die.

What? Articoal screamed as he stood up and shook his head. My baby is to die? Impossible she is a goddess, not a mortal, she will live forever as is custom.

Yet, you forget my King, that we have lost gods before. Loosta of the moon forfeited her powers to Princess Hiazel of Luni. Hiazel looked to the ground, she was in deep thought as Arth continued. Also, our last God of Winter met his end in an unexpected way. There are loop holes to the system and when one is discovered a god is killed.

My body froze, " the last god of winter" what did that mean? Had there been another? It would make sense but what had happened to him and could it happen to me? Surely these gods knew the loop holes they were the Four Greats. Moon, Sun, Death and Time. I was doomed if Articoal chose to kill me.

Enough! Articoal snapped. Death take your boys home and look after them. I will look after my daughter and you! Articoal said as he pointed a finger at me, Get out of my sight! No young ling will take my crown!

I gulped as I felt Marrow tense up in my lap as he bared his fangs at Articoal. He was a small little thing so he spent most his days there. Lo on the other hand was grinning as we walked out of the Hall of Time. Cuel and Vuk were showing off for June who was laughing as we walked by.

Keep your head down and don't speak. Articoal is one that will hurt you so just keep walking. Lo whispered to me. I followed his order even when June said hello and Cuel said some annoying remark.

For the rest of the day I played with Marrow, who barked and chased after snowflakes I made with my finger in the cold air. Very good Bob, you are already mastering creation from nothing. Well done. Lo said as he placed a book in my lap.

Now we need to talk.

What about? I said as I looked down at the book, it was brown and gold book was the face of a lion on the front.

This book tells the story of the last god of winter. I want you to read it and never tell anyone you have this book. Look through every page, don't skip a single thing, I had to do some hard time to get this. It will answer ever question you have asked me and it will explain why I came looking for you. After today, do not ask me any more questions and never tell anyone about the knowledge you are about to be given. Lo's words were frightening and I could tell me was nervous for he was shaking a little and he kept looking around the room, to make sure no one was watching. Then he was gone, he ran out of the room and out the door, it would be months before I saw him again. I still don't understand why he left, for the book did explain everything but it would have been helpful to have had him expound on some of the text. Marrow looked up at me with worry. You must do as he says. I watched him hop down off my lap and fix some tea.

I carefully turned the pages and what I read scares me to this day.

Moon, Sun, Death, and Time are the four great powers of Novela, yet there is a weakness within the four and that is there own greed. The day the goddess of spring, summer and gods of winter and fall were created was a joyous event.

Each was bound to a different god, Spring to the Moon, Summer to the Sun, Fall to Time, and Winter to Death, yet something went wrong. These children of the seasons were weak and quickly the Four greats devoured them. Some were thrown though the portal and turned mortal were they quickly died, for they were treated as outcasts and could not survive in the world of the living. All but two remained and they were the god of Winter and the goddess of Summer.

The two fell in love and became close friends yet when they wished to be together the four greats said no. Out raged Lo, the god of winter…

What? I re read that just to make sure, yes it said Lo and was it possible that maybe La was the goddess of Summer. As I tore into the book I found that this sadly was not the case.

Lo came up with a plan to dethrone the four greats. His sweet loving June, the goddess of summer, never found out. On a dark night he left his icy dwellings and ventured into the Library of Secrets, a forbidden place that only Time was allowed to see. Searching the shelves he found the Book of Stories, a black book with silver writing that would answer any question the holder had. Opening the book he found he only had one option and it was one he did not wish to follow.

The book told him to surrender his powers to another, but not just any other but a mortal. A mortal that would be willing to die and enter into a world of ice. For a mortal has a red living life force, like their soul that flows through them yet when they turn into a god this life force remains and keeps them alive in a completely different way. The life force turns blue and becomes full of ice crystals that contain constant healing and youth proteins. The gods don't have this ability so they age slowly and eventually die. It is the secrete they try to hide but they know their fate.

They fear death and constantly try to grab mortals so they can life forever, for the power they hold is actually the thing that ages them. By taking on more children servants they release some of their powers giving a break for their bodies, allowing their lives to be prolonged.

After reading this Lo snatched the book up and ran as fast as his legs could carry him to his home in the ice. No alarms went off and quickly he hid the book and jumped through the portal to the mortal world, another forbidden act. There he gave his powers away to a boy and the new god of winter was created. Yet when he did this June forgot all about him and this angered Lo. On noticing that June would most likely fall for the new god of winter he cut the boys beating heart from his chest and froze it in a vat of ice that would never melt. This way the new god would never feel anything towards Lo's love and when all the Four Greats were dead this boy would become the king of them all.

The book fell from my hands as I grabbed my chest. He cut my heart out, he stole my soul? I was feeling ill. Yet, it quickly passed as the small spout of anger that had been with me vanished. By taking my heart he had taken my emotions, my feelings and made it so I could never love. I sipped on the tea Marrow had brought me slowly.

Is it good Master? I nodded my head as Marrow smiled anxiously.

We did a bad thing, I know we did Master but by forfeiting you life your little sister was able to live and you even said you would do anything for that.

Suddenly the image of a young kougra girl came flying back to me. Yes, that's right, her name was Alia and she had been my little sister. But just as I tried to grasp the fact that I had once had a family it slipped from my fingers. Marrow.

Yes Master.

I want to go to the world of the living.

I knew that was the only place Lo would got o hid from me. The only place I could not get my hands on him. But it is forbidden Master. In the world of the living you will be vulnerable and Articoal and the others might find you. For only the four greats can travel freely in the mortal world.

My mind began to turn as things started to become clearer. I wanted my heart back and I would find a way to get it, even if it killed me or made me mortal, that was a price I was willing to pay to regain the soul taken from me.

The truth of the mater is I am unsure who I am. Small parts of my past haunt my dreams yet this reality I live in seems more like a story then my life. I guess, the truth is I am dead, and as much as I would like to think other wise it is not realistic of me.

I believe I am calm, or more frozen. I show no emotions yet smiles and such are part of my facade. My nature is hard to explain. I mostly focus on working on creating my snowflakes and sending the mortals a white winter. I find time for some fun. I enjoy sitting and talking and playing with Marrow for hours even June's company is welcomed in my home. I don't like leaving my ice den and I guess most would say I am a hermit because of that.

I have few friends and I like it that way. I look like a small 12 year old, only because that is what my appearance was when I died. Unlike the demons, like Cuel and Vuk I don't grow or change, I stay the same. Yet, my mind is constantly evolving. I learn things quickly and spend most of my days in front of the fire pit reading. I must thank Arth for sending his little bat carriers, to my den, leaving me books. It is a simple life and I have grown accustom to it and wish for nothing to change it. Yet, that is not always possible.

After discovering what Lo did to my heart it is all I think about and I will find a way to get it back, even if I have to die again to do so.

I have few friends but they are still an important part of my life.

June is the goddess of Summer is the daughter of Articol the Sun God and the lord of all the gods in Novela. She never has been alive or a mortal like myself. June was fashioned from the feathers of her father and so she knows nothing about the plight of once being human. She constantly wishes to be near me, which confuses me and often makes me uncomfortable. Lo dislikes her and most of the time I feel the same way.

Lo is an ice spirit who wants nothing more then to be a god again. It took me a little while to figure that out but it became clear over time. He is power hungry and constantly disappears for days at a time. When he first brought me to Novela he would never leave my side but as the years have pasted he vanishes more and more. I like him gone, he is always ordering me to do something.

Marrow is the only thing in this world I would truly call a friend. He is a small white arctic fox creature that is my pet. He sees himself as a servant but he is the only warm thing in my life that I don't mind showing weakness too.

Cuel died when he was born and his soul transformed into who he is now and his brother, Vuk. Cuel and Vuk are terrifying demons and soul wranglers. On one night Vuk kills a mortal and Cuel tries to cover the act. In doing so his father orders him to be the one to kill his bother. Yet, Vuk does not give Cuel the chance and runs to the mortal world an takes Cuel's left arm with him as a memento. Wounded and broken Cuel is sent to the mortal world to find his brother and do what must be done. Yet, when he finds out Vuk has taken up residence in the shadow of Lestia, his friend and love he does not know if he can bring himself to cut down the only thing he has truly had feelings for.

Lestia was born in Nor in a wealthy aristocratic family. She should have had a wonderful life, full of ball gowns, and parties, but that was not what happened. The moment she was born the evil demon Vuk took over her shadow and when ever she fell in love with an animal or something Vuk would choke it to death. Now, she lives in constant fear that one day she will fall in love with a boy and he too will die a slow painful death like the pets she loved as a child.

Tosea is the empress of a land called Tugan. But one day a revolt causing her family to all be murdered by an assasin, hired by the army. She rushes to find someone to take her to the underworld to retrieve the souls of her family and bring back the world she once lived in with them. Yet, her savior may turn out to be the demon that brought her world to an end.


Birzu is the prince of a land called Nor. On the day of his birth odd spots appeared on his light golden tan coat when he was placed in the sun. The priests knew at once he was the Chosen One from the prophecy: that a child of light shall be born and his coat will be dappled by the sun's rays. This child will be able to awaken to earth and allow Nor to always be bathed in sunshine and light. Wars will no longer harm her borders and winter shall never come. Yet, Birzu could care less about any of this since at night he is haunted by the faces of three nameless girls calling for him death, love, and protection.

Kosma is a small witch child. When she was only 7 years old she lost her family in a fire her brother started and ever since his arrest she has been living in Novela with Arth, the God of Time. She is now 10 and has made a name for herself at the youngest Start Caster in the council of the Gods. Yet, the only title she cares about is Arth's little sister.

Kitrenna was a 12 year old Duchess on a small island on the outskirts of Nor. But everything changed when she met Arth and Kosma. Yet, when he revealed to her that he was the God of Time and wished for her to come with him to his home her world was turned upside down. Thrown into a battle before Arth's brother and a bitter rival, Arth gave up his life to make Kitrenna immortal. However, now she will stay 12 years old forever. But to make matters worse she and Kosma are not is a game to see who can capture the heart of Arth's reincarnation, and who ever fails in will be forced to serve Cuel, The God of the Underworld's son.

Articoal Is the God of the Sun and the God of all the Gods as well as Arth and Argoth's father. He is seen as the holder of tales and wisdom and the loving father of June, the Goddess of Spring.

Zuzu is a young actress growing up in the crazy world of the 1920's. Along with her mob boss, honey and prohibition her life is pretty crazy. The last thing she needed was a power to see how old she would be when she died. Yes, she has death god eyes which allow her to see the age a person will die floating over their head. Now she is getting roped into a detectives twisted plot to catch her honey and maybe take over the town.