Author's note: Hi! This is my first fanfiction on fanfiction, so I hope you like it! I've used a deleted scene from Frozen in this. I don't own Frozen, it's characters, storyline, etc.
"Queen Elsa!" Hans shouted.
Elsa tried her best to block him out, but she couldn't ignore what came next.
"Don't be the monster they fear you are!"
Suddenly, Elsa stopped and looked around. Was I really about to push that man off of the balcony? She thought in horror. I really am a monster. Only someone with a frozen heart would do that.
With a slight crackling sound, Elsa just barely noticed the chandelier crashing down from above her. With a gasp, Elsa pulled up her skirts and dashed out of the way. In her panic, she slipped and fell to the ground, hitting her head on the ice. She tried to get back up, but she barely pushed herself an inch off of the ground before stars flashed in front her and she dizzily fell back down, unconscious.
Elsa awoke to face full of snow. She lifted her face up, taking in her surroundings. As her vision cleared, she realized that she was somewhere on the North Mountain. "What am I doing down here?" She muttered, trying to get up. Holding onto the side of a cliff for support, Elsa slowly stood up, trying to remember what happened.
As she looked around at the snow-covered mountain, it all came crashing back at her.
I said, ENOUGH!
Monster!
Don't let them know…Well, now they know!
I belong here, alone, where I can be who I am… without hurting anyone.
You kind of set off an eternal winter…everywhere.
What power do you have to stop this winter?! To stop me?!
Please, just stay away from me!
Don't be the monster they fear you are!
"Oh no," She whispered, slipping back into the panic she felt before.
"Evening, gentlemen." Said a voice from somewhere nearby. The voice sounded really familiar to Elsa, almost like her own. Elsa decided to follow the voice, not wanting any more people on the mountain that she could harm.
"Why are you on my mountain?" The voice continued coolly.
This caught Elsa by surprise. Had this woman been on the mountain the whole time?
"We were sent," came a man's voice, sounding restrained. "To find Princess Anna."
Elsa gasped. Anna's not in Arendelle, She thought worriedly. Is she okay? Did I hurt her? She knew that she'd struck Anna, but she didn't seem hurt. She said she was fine. I was such a fool to think that was true! Elsa started running toward the voices.
"By whom?" The woman continued.
"Admiral Westerguard," The man answered, still sounding restrained.
Soon, Elsa saw why. The man- there were actually two men- were suspended in the air, wrapped in ice. Elsa stumbled backward when she saw that the woman was controlling them. Another person...who can… Elsa thought slowly, trying to process it all.
"Of course!" The woman laughed, looking sinister. "Well, why didn't Admiral Westerguard come himself? Since he loves her so!"
Who's Admiral Westerguard?! Elsa asked herself. And how does this woman know my sister?!
"H-he," One man stuttered.
"He's busy raising an army?" The woman questioned, raising an eyebrow.
The two men exchanged nervous glances and, with a clenching of her fists, the ice wrapped around them tightened.
"Yes, your majesty!" One gasped.
Your majesty? Elsa got a terrible feeling about this woman.
"What a coincidence!" The woman smirked as hundreds- no, thousands, of Elsa decided - of snow monsters gathered behind her.
"Never underestimate the power of snow and ice!" The woman warned as the snow monsters started heading toward the men.
"Stop!" Elsa cried.
To everyone's surprise, the monsters listened.
"What?" The woman looked confused and angry. She turned toward Elsa with a glare that could make grown men cower in fear. (Which, as those men proved, it did.) "Why did they obey you?"
"I-I don't know," Elsa stammered as snow started to fall.
"Yes, you do!" The woman accused. "Who are you?!"
"Um, Q-queen Elsa of A-arendelle." Elsa answered.
"That's a lie!" The woman shouted, shooting ice at Elsa. "I'm Queen Elsa!"
Elsa suddenly got a good look at her face. At first glance, you would say she bared no resemblance to Elsa, with black hair swept up on top of her head and slightly bluish skin. But, if when you looked at her face, really looked at her face, you could see the same pale pink lips, the same nose lightly dusted with freckles, and the same blue eyes filled with anger and fear.
It seemed the other woman had gotten a good look at Elsa, too. Her face that was originally contorted into a scowl, fell into a wide eyed look of confusion and anxiety. Snow swirled around the two as they examined each other, the truth dawning on them.
The two men, still trapped in ice, didn't seem as observant. "Let us go!" They shouted.
"No!" The black haired one shouted. Then, she turned toward the girl who claimed to be her. "Why are you here?"
"I don't know." She answered honestly.
"Do you know anything?" The other asked coldly.
"Yes," The platinum haired one replied defensively. When she saw the other girl's face get darker, Elsa lost all defense and explained nervously, "You see, the last thing I remember is being in my ice palace when these men came in and started shooting arrows at me. I,um, tried to stop them and ended up almost pushing one off of the balcony." Elsa shuddered and continued, "Before I could, though, Prince Hans-"
"You mean, Admiral Westerguard?" The other girl interrupted.
"I-I guess." She said. "He came in and, well, distracted me. Then, something shot my chandelier and I somehow lost consciousness. I woke up here."
The black-haired girl started pacing, deep in thought. "You're Queen Elsa?" She asked finally.
Elsa nodded. "Are you Queen Elsa?"
"Yes," She answered.
"This doesn't make any sense," The blonde ran her fingers through her hair as the snow that swirled around the the two queens became stronger.
"I have an idea," The calmer of the pair declared as the blonde continued panicking. "Hey, you!" She shouted, grabbing the other's attention. "I know where we have to go."
By the way, thank you Gravespawn and FFcrazy15 for pointing out my formatting mistake! I looked at it and thought, Oh, crud. That was embarrassing!