Arthur Watts was a man of tanned skin and black hair. He held a gun I had only seen in those history books I was lent to learn about humanity. Yet, this glowed, I suppose its something made in this dimension. I glared at him, floating over the ground as I heard his plan to shoot us. As he was lowering his weapon I shot my star-bolts. I used my magic to boost Altair's capabilities. Arthur used some kind of shield to avoid my bolts but wasn't able to dodge Altair's kick from behind. I punched Arthur in the face, he tried to shoot. My eyes widened as I realized what he was going to use.

"Altair! He is going to magnetize the place!"

Altair braced himself, feeling his hand stick to one of the surfaces. I kept fighting Arthur with all my might. Altair, once free, threw his knives at him. But the magnetism made them fail. I turned the knives into obsidian instead, allowing Altair to be able to be much more precise in his attacks. I never touched Arthur, but maybe, just maybe, it was time to use the ways of my people. I concentrated, grabbing his arms and twisting them behind him, Arthur tried to escape by shooting, but it went downwards. My magic concentrated in my hands, I heated them, and I started to put pressure. His screaming couldn't be heard by me, wriggling like a blabbergorsch, as I burned his skin and broke his wrists the skin fusing from one wrist to the other. He tried to use his platforms to stop me, but he couldn't his concentration was gone, and Altair came by his¿tting pressure points to paralyze the man.

"Amyrti, its time to let him go," he said calmly I felt myself relax, not before breaking Arthur's legs and arms. I carried him like a sack of potatoes.

"I'm sorry you had to see that...it-"

"There is no need to apologize, I know we had to do what was necessary. Our majesty will need to place a verdict, even if we wished to murder him, we cannot without the permission of the winter." He said calmly as we both walked back to headquarters. The military was a mess, everyone running around to eliminate Grimm. I wonder if our friends were alright, Damian, he needed to be there, or this would be more complicated. I placed Arthur inside the truck that would take him away.

"It is time to use the tower."

What!? But-

"There is no better moment than now, to unite the world once and for all"

"We waited till the time was right. And now, it is."

I bit my lip, said nothing to everyone. And flew as fast as I could towards the communications tower. I noticed something, two bodies, two human bodies that I recognized immediately, it was Ozma and Salem, as they looked when they first met. My eyes widened looking back at Jason and Tim both standing up and glancing back at me. They had gotten the message as well, Damian was the last to arrive with the tower now active everyone in the world would see us. Each one of us handed a relic, and ready to tell the world the truth.

"We are the seasons." We said in unison. "We are the new guardians of Remnant."

On the screen, we placed our hands together, and all the screens transmitted the story.

"Long ago, two people fell in love, but love was their same downfall."

Salem's predicament with destruction and creation, Ozma's revival and mission,e everyone saw it.

"They had four beautiful children, each one representing a season. Their father made them escape with him one night from their mother"

As we told the story, the same images we had seen appeared. Four girls running away with Ozma. He looked at his daughters concerned, kissing their foreheads.

"Terrified that his daughters would end up being found and used against him, or that the gods would harm them he used an old spell. He prohibited them from leaving until it was safe in the real world. But the girls cried that they would be lonely, so, as the loving father he was, he gave them four countries taking many people towards each. Thus his girls turned into queens at a young age, protected by the people. And for some time, they felt happy, but their father didn't return, instead, creatures that were made of shadows got in"

Grim started to surround the four girls who looked uncomfortable.

"But instead of being hurt, or fearful of these creatures, they received them as old friends"

I watched the girls giggle, petting the Grimm that easily allowed themselves to be tamed.

"This was how their mother came to say hello. The world underneath was no longer in danger from her. But, the curiosity started to eat their minds, what was their original world like? The dimension where magic existed, the one that their parents conquered, and non-magic potential humans were separated from?"

The four sisters seemed to be looking at the door, and soon one of them took the handle and opened it. There at the top of the mountain was Ras, inside his home. I recalled this part, one of my favorites.

"A hermit who lived alone at the top of the mountains of the other world was the one the first daughter decided to visit" Damian was the one who said this. It was his story, as he was winter.

She wore a blue kimono, and her hair was black, an enigmatic smile on her face just like the one seen on the Monalisa. Her eyes were a beautiful blue.

"Who are you? he asked her"

The girl looked up at young Ras and calmly smiled as the snow kept on falling as if it didn't affect her. I noticed Damian also had snow falling like her, serene and calm. He looked like a legendary angel.

"My name is Sienna Winter, she said, and I am on a journey to see the world I left. I await my sister's for them to come and share this voyage with me"

Ras seemed confused in the memory, albeit a bit cranky at the girl. I did my best not to giggle at how it looked, I wonder if people are really listening to this.

"Confused, and somehow feeling he knew her from somewhere, he invited her in, allowing her to rest on one of his softest places to rest"

The snow outside of his home started to vanish, and I saw how a girl in a green sundress and a flower crown of colorful flowers came skipping. Her hands holding basket and animals followed her every step, like snow white and the sleeping beauty from the Disney movies I watched on earth. Sienna opened the door and walked out, hugging the girl.

"The man woke up when he heard a happy giggle," said Tim, it was his turn. For once, Damian wasn't mad, as if compelled to allow him to speak. "The hermit was befuddled when he saw a second girl appear under his tree. Her smile bright and warm, and thus he walked out asking about her name"

The girls looked at Ras and spring lifted herself. Her pretty black hair in a ponytail. Now I realized, she looked so alike Tim, just as Sienna did Damian.

"My name is Rowena Spring!, she said, I'm on a journey to discover the world with my sisters! They will come soon! Of course, he wasn't that keen on that, but she still stayed." flowers and butterflies surrounded Tim, his flower crown blooming in colorful flowers his aura shining through, just Like Damian. His outfit was now that of a prince of a storybook."The familiarity was getting more prominent, those features the hermit had seen them before. Sienna helped him get in touch with his clan, known as the league of shadows, showing them how to focus and meditate, while Rowena showed them how to plant crops and tame animals for food. Hunting, and plating, soon they had started to flourish in one day."

I could see the three laughing as they were accompanied by the league of shadows. I noticed they had the smiles I had seen in pictures Tim had with Bruce and Damian with Ras. Now I felt it, it was my time to speak. My turn as I watched myself tap on Sienna's and Rowena's shoulders. I grinned feeling safe and relieved to find them. But I knew, this wasn't me, it was the last I never knew existed.

"My name is Gisselle Summer! And I came to explore the world with my sisters, to meet him here and find our family," I looked at Ras who nodded his head. How silly he is, he doesn't seem to know much about having fun. I walked around the assassins, happily training them in how to work thigs out. Like my people, to feel the glee and strength from within. To play along with things and see them in a brighter light! I couldn't believe my eyes, the world seemed too bright and happy. It felt like some kind of harmony was on the rise.

I knew I was speaking, but my voice felt distant. I danced around, tagging the assassins as I went. I grabbed some rubber arrows I had just made with magic and shot them around to tag people. They loved it!

Suddenly I came back to my senses, I was at the communications tower again, no longer at the cave or the crops the league had. I was back at cold Atlas. On the screen, a girl in a Japanese uniform of faded greens and reds that could be seen on leaves that had begun to dry came next. Ras and her sisters received her with a smile. Jason, she was Jason's ancestor.

"Who are you? he asked," Jason spoke, as his aura started to manifest just like ours, dried autumn leaves and pumpkin flowers started to appear around him. "my name is Helga Fall was her answer. And now he understood who they were, and filled himself with courage"

I watched how younger Ras reached out to all of them enveloping them in a group hug with tears in his eyes. I could feel his arms around me, I felt loved, the father I missed...But he wasn't present, that was all on the screen, yet I could feel it. In reality, we all were dressed like kings and queens, surrounded by our seasonal representation and aura.

"This he said:" all of us spoke again "Daughters of Salem and Ozma! I thought you died! Your old tutors are long gone, and you vanished from the kingdom. I didn't wish to believe the letters from your mother of finding you! Now I know its true! Thank you all for coming, my dearest goddaughters."

The girls laughed and cried with him, later on making a banquet. Their hair turned white and their skin tanned showing their true selves at last. But in our case, our eyes turned the color of our season, as did our Aura. We watched as our other selves opened their door and went back to their dimension.

"They revealed learned there were three dimensions, one for the normal humans, one only wizards, as well as magical creatures, had to access to, and another where only those with connection to Ozma and Salem could go."

Images of Ras and his people having fun with the queens made me smile. It was just like each team and friend I've had made in my lifetime, my journey as well...we were so similar, and that made me happy. Wizards and witches danced around along with assassins, living life at its fullest.

"Each one then found a husband, Helga fell for Henry Hufflepuff..." Jason had a small smile on his face. "Both of them wishing for the happiness of the world. A place where everyone was equal in value no matter what. Kind-hearted they were, helping everyone to get ready for the arrival of winter."

The first wedding, all the autumn leaves, seeds, magical creatures filled the place. They were dressed in those colors as well, laughing gleefully as they linked pretty porcelain cups they had made for each other.

"Gisselle and Godric Griffindor were quite the pair, loving to travel and prove their bravery, heroic at all times," I said. I was once again, somewhere else, we were in reds and golds, summer fruits on the cakes. I was amazed as he handed me a beautiful bow and arrow made by his own hands. It was from an orange tree, enchanted to never break. I kissed my beloved and then gave him a sword. Goblins and elves cheered and tree tropical flowers everywhere. The smell of citrus vanished as fast as it came because once I opened m eyes, I was in the tower once again.

"Rowena found Ranald Ravenclaw. Both were creative and calm, loving to read and write, music, everything that had to do with culture and arts."Tim seemed lost in a daydream as his counterpart received a silver diadem from Ranald. White and blue flowers decorated everywhere, silver accents on their pretty sky blue dress, and he dressed in dark blue robes.

"Sienna fell in love with Salazar Slytherin, he was cunning and she could achieve her goals, calm but stubborn, willing to find a way for others." Added Damian "But even so, they were capable of going to extremes if necessary"

The last wedding was made in pretty silvers and greens, representing them both. He put a locket on her and kissed her lips, people cheering under the snow and icicle snakes.

"But one day...Tragedy struck." all of us spoke, I could feel pain and sorrow amongst us. "Ozma had decided they were dangerous, anyone who held that much magic, even more than he did were corruptable. He needed to make changes, that no one person held that forever. Thus he started to rip the magic of each one by one."

Sienna was in bed, while Salazar cried. I noticed Damian looking pained, and I realized, he was feeling the emotional and physical pain of both of them.

"First was Sienna," said Damian, Sienna was placing the locket on Salazar" begging Salazar to take over her duties if needed, to stay in the magical world since she was locked in Remnant for his safety. He didn't wish to, but she expelled him."

Then I felt myself cough blood. I closed my eyes in pain, feeling myself gasping for air, I watched my bloodied hands and looked up. Terror invaded my body.

"Call them" I whispered to him. "Godrick! Please!"

"But you need a healer"

"I want to talk to them. Please please my love!"

And he did, later on appearing with Rowena, Salazar, Ranald, Helga, and Henry.

"My father is doing this," I informed them weakly as I coughed again. I felt so betrayed, why was this happening? "He will kill me soon."

All of them were terrified but Rowena and Helga seemed troubled.

"The only way to save my sisters," I added looking back at their husbands "is absorbing their power, for his spell sill only affects all of us who have this much power."

Salazar and Godric growled, even in their rivalry they both refused to let me, well Gisselle, die. The sisters were frozen, but the two remaining husbands grasped their hands and switched their amount of power. Their wives holding theirs and the husbands with the maiden's powers. And as soon as that happened, they grew sick.

I watched Ranald, and Henry come down with different illnesses, the desperation in the rest's eyes made my heart hurt, and all I could do was allow my tears to fall.

"Sisters, my love...I have a proposal" I whispered painfully.

"Anything!" I heard Helga, Jason, say.

"Make a school," said her husband. "One where children of magic can unite"

"They will be our children" added Ranald with a small smile. "I'm sorry Rowena, I really am. I know you wished for offspring"

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry! It should have been me!" Cried Rowena, Tim.

"Train them out of remnant..."I begged Godric holding his hand. "In our memory...Do it.

They did, and as they faded, with the last of their power they locked all the evils they could into remnant and sealed it.

I blinked we wee back.

"I am Damian Wayne Al Ghul, the winter king of Atlas and Mistral."

"I am Timothy Jackson Drake the spring king of Mistral"

"I am Koriandr, the summer queen of Vacuo"

"I am Jason Peter Todd, the autumn King of Vale"

"We are your protectors, you are our people, we will care for you. We will help you against the evil the parents of the first seasons made. As indicated by the gods of creating and destruction, who came back for justice."

A light emanated from all of us, I could hear my people cheering, I could feel the world fighting against their fears. We made it. We made it at last. I do not know what the future holds, but, now we have changed the history of this place, we have won. And though the world will not be perfect, now they can count on us.

But something still sits in the back of my mind:

Hogwarts.