I do not own Frozen, it belongs to the Disney Franchise. I do not own Unenchanted or any of its characters, they're property of Chanda Hahn.

"Teague! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" Jared whispered in his little 5 year old voice while jumping on his brother.

"Jared..." Teague groaned, shooing his brother. "Go back to sleep."

"I can't." Jared rolled on his back and lay on Teague. "The Grimoire's awake. So I'm awake. So we have to play!" Jared made exaggerated hand gestures while speaking.

"Go play by yourself." Teague smirked and pushed Jared into the floor. He was three years older, making it easier to push him. Jared sat for a moment before his face brightened with an idea. He climbed up onto Teague's exceptionally expensive black gothic bed. He sat on Teague and forcefully opened up one eye. "Do you want to write a tale?" Jared smirked.

Teague opened his eyes and chuckled. "Oh fine. Let's go." He jumped up and the two boys ran downstairs into their parent's ballroom.

"Do the magic! Do the magic!" Jared giggled.

Teague chuckled. Such a simple and easy thing to him, but to his baby brother, magic opened a new world. One that created a shield from reality. Teague waved his hand and the boys found themselves in a forest where a little brunette girl im a red cloak was being chased by a wolf. Teague and Jared hid behind a tree as they watched the take unfold.

The girl ran past them and the wolf chased after her. They ran around and around until the wolf finally caught her and tackled her to the ground. He bit into her neck and Teague went to cover Jared's eyes, only to find him nowhere. Teague worriedly looked around and saw Jared peeking out from another tree.

"Find me!" He chuckled.

Teague looked relieved and began pointing to each tree Jared ran behind and marked it with a golden T.

Jared's pace quickened and soon Teague lost track of him. "Jared? You're going too fast!

Jared ran from behind a tree, straight into the wolf. He stared at Jared, his mind fogged by instinct and hunger. Teague jumped out and blasted the would with a shimmer of powerful dark Fae magic. The wolf dropped dead, and Jared fell to the ground.

"Jared!" Teague shouted while running over to him. Jared's eye's hue changed to a stormy grey until they gently closed. Teague clutched him to his chest. "It's okay Jared...I've got you."

But Teague's emotions were clouding his thoughts and soon the rich forest turned a dark grey and the plants wilted.

The king and queen raced into the ballroom, panic apparent on their faces. Their eyes immediately found their two sons in the marble flooring. Queen Maeve ran over and picked up Jared.

"Teague! This is getting out of hand!" The king scolded.

"It was an accident. I'm sorry, Jared." Teague rubbed a tear from his cheek and stood up to face his father.

His father scoweled with disappointment and anger at his son. "We will discuss this later, Teague." He looked at his wife, cradling their damaged son. "Come. I know where to go." He pulled a dusty book from the shelf with a wrinkled map.

"Come, Teague. Let's go fix your mistake."

Jared's POV

I gazed up in fear at the wolf above me. His eyes were wild with a monstrous look. I turned my face to behind the creature to see Teague, frozen with fear. Why wasn't he coming to help me?

Before I know what was happening, the wolf bit down on me, hard. I tried to scream but everything hurt too much. Suddenly, the wolf fell down and I looked thankfully at Teague. But then my head began pounding.

"Ow..." I moaned.

Suddenly I heard a voice in my head. It was a hoarse cruel whisper. "Jaaaaared..." It moaned.

"Oh Jaaaared...what have you done?"

What have I done?

"I'll tell you. Did you see how angry your daddy was? You know what he's going to do after this..." It threatened huskily.

No...He wouldn't. He'd never!

"Oh, but he would."

Who are you?

"Does it matter? What matters is, I'm here. Here to stay." It chuckled, but then quieted down. I was lifted onto a horse with My mother and Teague.

"Jared? Jared, I'm so sorry." Teague sniffled.

I wanted to tell him it wasn't his fault. I did! But the voice kept me quiet.

Soon we arrived in a dark meadow with spherical rocks surrounding us. They rolled down the hill and popped open to reveal trolls, magical creatures. The largest stone revealed the troll king, with a worried expression on his face. He grasped Teague's hand and examined it before looking up at my father.

"Your majesty, born with the powers or cursed?"

"Born." My father did look angry at Teague... "And they're getting stronger."

Teague played with his hands and looked down, clearly ashamed.

The Troll King gingerly placed a hand on my forehead, extracting the dark magic. The black wisp dissipated in his hand with a scream, taking that awful voice from my head. "You're lucky it wasn't his heart. That could've left permanent damage. Leaving him without the power to love."

Then everything changed.

A/N So just wanted to say, first of all, I recently created a Pinterest and started taking with a hardcore Jarina shipper. So I wanted to put out there: I may be a hardcore Meague shipper, but I am NOT closed off to other ships. In all honesty, I don't have a lot of people on my life who've ever had anything nice to say about me. I actually have OCD and they tease me about it. They say I'm a stupid and terrible writer and should never publish anything. I wanted to prove them wrong, so I started posting. I started getting all these positive reviews and, even if you don't feel the same about me, I consider this fandom like a little family. Whenever I'm feeling down, I can read any of your guy's fics or reviews to mine. But back to my point, I will support you guys in whatever sship you like writing, because you guys have always been there for me.

Honestly, I love you all.

~Fluffy