Don't own anything Disney so there.
Warnings: This contains, mature language, explicit sexual content, depictions of rape, and abuse, violence. If you're still there enjoy. ;)
So I changed the story a bit made the plot with a little bit more...depth and hope you like the new changes.
Tucked away in a bed of snow which prevented it from ever hatching lay the vessel containing a small sliver just barely alive waiting patiently for the opportunity to begin its transition to becoming the ruler of the great mountainous ranges who now acted as guardian spears pointing into the skies clouds draping them with their mist. Unable to tell time it didn't understand how long it had been waiting when the sound of thunder rang from the ground instead of the sky growing closer and closer as if the ice ground would split in two sending it down into the caverns of the earth forever. Then suddenly they halted. Silence and then something the vessel couldn't fathom it would ever feel. Warmth.
It wasn't big but large and pearl coated enough to catch the king of Arendelle's attentions who halted the royal caravan rousing curious peeks from his daughters to the carriage window to see their father step slowly towards the odd rock picking it up. He was drew back by the glow it gave off when placed in ungloved palm. His brows furrowed as he studied it closer seeing the small tube like being throb slowly similar to a heartbeat. Being a soul carrier himself he knew what was in this rock...this egg was alive. He turned his upper body back to his family who were still observing his odd actions, he then swaddled the egg in his clutches and went back. The egg reacted even more to the touch of curious hands that were small yet radiated heat…except for one. A certain pair of tiny fingers gave off the same chill it had dwelt in for so long yet they were much, much more gentle then the cold winds that would brush against it sometimes knocking it off a high edges.
If it could the tiny sliver would coo but for now gently swaying, glowing and humming would suffice.
As months grew warmer the golden egg grew larger and the sliver began to sprouts tiny nubs, five to be exact. It would wag and wiggle them if only to hear the sweet giggles that sang out from outside it's warm domain. The only reminder of cold was the touch of a particular which would make it shudder in the most pleasant of ways, it valued all the touch that it was given but those cold fingers burned their way into its forming heart it could feel beat shaking the entire capsule it called home.
The Egg became an important heirloom for the family keeping secret only to be exposed to staff and family like a treasure. Anna loved the heirloom it was the only one she was allowed to touch. Her sister adored the way it would wiggle and hum at her touch it responded in different ways for each of the family. They pet the egg whenever they passed by like a new tradition. Elsa however would sneak down with Anna and they would play games with it not worrying of breaking it for the egg was hard as steel. At some point the sisters decided to test the eldest magic. "Do the magic! Do the magic!" Anna cheered her sister on. They were delighted when Elsa made small flurries around the shell and for the first time ever it cooed! Such a happy noise muted by the barrier made the girls laugh uproariously who now allowed their oval adopted sibling to join them when playing with Elsa's magic. The King and queen however often pondered what strange and exotic bird or reptile would hatch out of the egg and if it would endanger their children.
As time went on the embryo settled down accustomed to the odd and loud noises that rang out. It enjoyed the cold sensations it took part in loving the warmth even more it was returned to. It soon learned certain behaviors earned it more attention and thus the small glimmer of a personality began to form but there was one small problem noted by the embryo.
It was getting cramped in here….