A tight grip landed on Autumns shoulder, “where do you think your going?” A rough voice said harshly. She turned around, seeing Charlie with an expression she had ought to figure out.

“I need to find her.” Autumn replied, trying to find her way out of Charlie’s grasp.

He shook his head, “and risk your life?!”

“She’s my mother!” Autumn snapped, her hands closed to fists, “you would do the same if your mom was alive!”

Charlie backed away, stunned as fury proceeded to be in Autumns eyes— soon turning into guilt. “You don’t get it, do you.” Charlie eyed her as if she was a complete stranger, “your risking your own life for someone you don’t know if she’s even alive. The world has gotten more dangerous, the dark holders, I don’t want you to- I can’t afford them to find you.”

Soft wind blew again Charlie’s face, as the two paused. Cool, graceful, **_He’s protecting you. _**A thought began in Autumns mind, “I still need to find her.” She finally said. Charlie sighed, looking down as he kicked the ground, “my powers are strong enough, okay? Don’t doubt me.”

Alas, Autumn was a light holder, confident and stunning. Charlie finally nodded, understanding as he mumbled, “be careful out there.”