idea I had floating around my head. Let me know what you think. Always a bit curious as to why no one tried this crossover yet.

Let me know what you guys think.


Louise de la Vallière slowly opened her eyes, her mind still clouded by sleep slowing the process considerably. Of course that wasn't the only hinderment to the process either.

Today was the familiar summoning ritual. Today mages like her would summon their lifelong companion. To prove once and for all they were truly a whimpered and closed her eyes, clutching a pillow in worry. Her trepidation was getting the best of her and she refused to move. If she failed today there was no hope. She would be expelled.

Eventually she did get out of bed. She took off her nightgown and proceeded to put on her school uniform. She started with the stocking pulling them up her legs. She then put on her black and white blouse buttoning it up until it was tight enough. After donning a skirt and her cloak that was customary of all mages she made to grab her wand but stopped.

She closed her hand reaching for it pulling it back with uncertainty. Then she clasped her hands, bowed her head and closed her eyes.

"Oh holy founder Brimir, Please, please, please. Let me summon something beautiful and magnificent. Something to prove to everyone that I am capable of being a mage." She prayed.

Before she left she caught sight of something. Unopened letters. Coming closer she realized who it was from. It was from her big sis Cattleya. In an insant she felt guilt settle like ice in her stomach. She had sent quite a few and Louise had never even bothered to open them let alone read them. Cattleya deserved better than that. She had just been so caught up for the upcoming ritual that she had forgotten. They had always been full of nothing but kind words. Her sister had always been there for that and for an occosanial snuggle when things just got too much for her when she was younger.

She felt determination swell inside her, her purpose clear.

I will summon something Cattleya. I will prove that you were right to have faith in me.

Yet despite all her self determination she left without opening the letters. If she failed, she didn't want to have knowledge of how many of her sister's kind words had been for naught.


In another world, a woman was churning in her sleep, her memories assaulting her dreams.

Anna? Anna! Wake up!

Elsa opened her eyes quickly, her heart racing. It lasted for only a second before she began chanting inside her head. Already she could feel the pull of her magic as it raced along her arm using her turbulence as fuel as it lashed out along her hands and threatened to break completely free. Already there was ice around her, but she forced herself to begin chanting.

Conceal , don't feel, conceal don't feel , conceal don't feel …

She repeated them until her heart slowed down and her senses returned to her. Her leash that was her control was in full force and her powers, no matter how much they wanted out, were called back into submission. It returned to its natural state, well as natural as it could be, as a constant weight on her being.

Elsa opened her eyes. They were of ice as she methodically and efficiently got out of bed. She took a spare glance back at her bed and turned back. The ice that had formed was not at all great, and would melt quickly enough. Though it would still be a pain to clean up the water that would pool soon after…

She would get to that when it arose. She walked to her dresser she got out her attire for the day.

All of her life in this room? Well even her parents knew that was impossible. She needed to eat, needed to exercise and do un-lady like things. but isolation could mean more than physically. Her emotional isolation was the lynchpin more than anything. She only had business relations with people, and people were mostly servants, the one's privy to her secret. They were personal friends of her parents and the only ones they trusted. Everyone else they told her could be more trouble, which is why the fired most of their previous castle staff.

They told her that people would fear her, judge her, think that she was a dangerous abnormality. What she was would get in the way of who she was meant to be: A queen.

The burned images of her sister refusing to wake up and her bleached strand of hair were more than enough proof. And more than once did ther thoughts drift to those who lost their jobs because of her…

She closed her eyes. Conceal, don't feel. She opened them.

As for Anna, her sister… it was for her own good. She doubted she would ever be forgiven by her sister. How could she? Elsa hadn't even forgiven herself.

With one more steeling breath she walked out of the one room she could feel true safety. For her and everyone else. At least she had grown past having to announce when she was opening the door to her servants…


Louise sat in the Alviss dining hall of the Tristain Magical Academy. She was alone, her half eaten breakfast consisting of an apple and a glass of water. She took another bite, her underlying worry making her a bit more aggressive with her food as she tore away a piece before swallowing, which she was beginning to feel was a bad idea. The apprehension today was the dominate force in her gut this morning not allowing much food to share its place. Try as she might she could not force herself to eat anymore or she feared she would throw up.

Her hands wrung themselves repeatedly. All around her students were busy chattering away wondering what familiar they would get. Some she heard were talking about her. She shifted uncomfortably.

As they talked a person entered the dining hall. One who did not audibly call for attention for it was unneeded. Her looks did that for her.

Kirche von Zerbst. She was a tanned skinned redheaded foreign exchange student from the country of Germania.

She made straight for Louise sitting all by her lonesome.

"Well good morning Louise." The harpy sing songed out, as she sauntered over.

"Good morning Kirche." She replied evenly, though the redhead could sense the venom just wanting to burst forth. She smirked. This was always a fun a morning activity.

"Are you ready for the summoning rite today?"

"Yes." Louise said. She was chanting a saying in her head. Something her mother told her. Be as strong and unyielding as steel.

"I only wonder what your familiar will be. tell me, what magical element do you have an affinity for again? It keeps slipping my mind. It just seems like nothing really just sticks with you... oh wait, that's exactly the problem isn't it?"

Be as strong an unyielding as steel.

"Absolutely Zero has stuck with you hasn't it? A little Zero in everything. Zero magic, zero height, zero bust…" She said, leaning forward to emphasize said bust.

Be as strong an unyielding as steel.

"Really I bet you'd be lucky to summon a rock… and I think even it would be insulted."

Be as strong an unyielding as steel be as… oh damn this charade! She slammed her hands on the table causing the assorted tableware to rattle and stood on her seat as she yelled. "Just you wait von Zerbst! I will summon a familiar! I will summon something so grand it will put you and your damn oversized, bouncing, grotesque udders!"

Kirche placed a hand on her hip in dominance. "I'm sure you will dear Zero… and thanks for the compliments by the way." She said with a wink.

With that the redhead left the pinkette alone. She felt the barest of tears around her eyes. She opted to slam her head in her arms on the table to hide them.


Elsa never really ate all that much food in hey years in the castle. Her meals were quite lacking, at least to the servants who prepared them. It suited her just fine. Combined with her getting up early, it practically guaranteed she wouldn't run into her sister. She knew she wasn't a morning person.

Elsa stalked the halls of Arendell castle. She was heading to a home away from home: The study. Out of all the rooms she found this one to be the most enjoyable, if only it held the only source of entertainment she could bring with her to her sanctuary. She traveled her gloved hand across a line of books, stopping until she came upon the one she wanted.

Pulling it out it was revealed to be a architecture book. All things considered it was an odd subject for one of royalty to be interested in, yet it appealed to the princess.

She pulled out a few more, they being on the subject of geometry, stuffing them under her arm. Then she heard the sound of a particular set of footsteps approaching her. Over the years she had learned just who those belonged to. The one she dreaded. She seemed o have gotten up a bit earlier than usual.

"Hey Elsa." Was the unbelievably cheery tone of her sister. She could already see the bright smile on her face without even looking at her. It sent some shivers up her spine but she held her composure.

She turned to face her. "Hello Anna." She replied with nothing but formality.

Anna's eyes, much like her smile, where bright and optimistic. Her body language on the other hand was uncertain. Her hands were behind her back and she shifted on her feet.

"So… watcha reading?"

"A book on architecture and geometry." She replied simply eyeing he exit.

Anna's face briefly contorted in annoyance "Again really? Oh, I mean how interesting!"

"Yes well, I would like to read these types of books in peace." She replied. Anna's face slightly reddened when she realized her mistake. Elsa turned to leave, but Anna was having none of it.

"Wait before you go, I wanted to talk to you about something." She rushed forward blocking Elsa's route and continued to do so each time she tried to move past her.

"Your coronation is coming up Elsa. You are going to be queen soon. Your entire life is going to get so busy from then on out I think that maybe we could have a little I just thought that maybe we could have a before coronation party!"

Elsa stopped moving when heard the idea, though her hearbeat was contining to beat faster, and her hands started sweating in the gloves. She held her composure."…what."

"Yeah! Just the two of us! No other people, no servants, just us sisters!" She explained rapidly, bouncing a little as she did. "I mean think about it, being queen is a big responsibility. It's all about growing up, and taking responsibility. So maybe we can have a grand send off to being irresponsible!"

Anna… Anna wake up! Her breath threatened to hitch, she could feel the wight starting to expand outward, but she maintained her composure, "Anna…no."

In an instant Anna's bright face darkened, her posture becoming subdued. "Why Elsa? Why don't you-" She tried, but Elsa quickly cut her off,

"Anna please... I am not interested in your party." She said. The look of hurt on her face as she uttered those words made Elsa whip her head around as fast as she could and walk away, leaving her sister alone. She couldn't stand to see that look on her face.

She felt her control slipping she had to get out of there. She could handle being around everyone else… except for her.

It's for her own good. She told herself. No matter how many times she tried it had to be done.

Anna was nothing if not determined. All these years later, after all the brush offs, all the excuses, all the neglect, all the conversations that repeated themselves word for word ad nauseam at this point, Anna persisted in trying to strike up conversation with Elsa.

The question that drove her nearly mad was why? By all accounts she should have given up long ago but she seemed to shrug off every failure as though it were nothing, though her attempts were getting shorter with each one.

Why? Elsa couldn't comprehend in the slightest.

Who could ever want to know someone as her?


It was time. The moment she had been dreading since her eyes first opened was upon her. Professor Colbert called all the second year students out to just outside the academy, along with the academy nurses who would be there in case a familiar got hurt during the ritual. The students were gathered nearby, just beside the Academy's gate. They were nearly ready to move out, not one noticing and likely not caring, that Louise was absent.

She was behind a wall watching them gather.

She tried, oh founder above she tried to remember her mother's saying.

Be as strong an unyielding as steel.

She tried. She tried to make her face the epitome of steel.. but she couldn't. There was a redness forming around her eyes, her breathing increased. She collapsed to the ground, her legs buckling beneath her as the fear got the better of her. Her hands were sweaty, her breathing coming in short shallow breaths.

Suddenly, a pair of footsteps came through to her, increasing in volume and pace until the stopped right next to her. "Are you all right milady?" A voice called out to her. It was soft and comforting, yet tinged with audible worry.

Turning towards the source she found a raven haired maid with blue eyes. Her face was etched in concern as she stared down at the pink haired noble.

"Are you in need of any assistance? Shall I call a teacher?" She asked.

Louise shook her head and standing up to stop embarrassing herself. "I am fine. I was just a little light headed, that is all."

The maid wasn't sure. About her claims and reaching to help her, for as a magic less commoner it might be seen as an insult.

"You may help me up though" Louise said, sensing the maid's unease."Quickly taking heed the maid grabbed her outstretched hand and pulled the girl up.

"What is your name?"

"Siesta milady." The maid replied, her nervousness starting to become apparent to Louise. Even though she was a full head taller than her, Siesta was in the presence of a noble. Louise didn't even have the muscles she felt in the maid as she lifted her but the authority she radiated as she puffed out her chest was enough to make the maid gulp.

"Right… well thank you." She said. Her schoolmates were almost gone so she quickly took off. She knew there was no avoiding this.

The maid watched her go with a feeling of relief wash over her.


Elsa closed the door behind her as she reentered her room, letting the feeling of safety flow over her in bliss. She looked to her bed and found that the ice had melted but there was indeed a large puddle of water around it. She shook her head. She had gotten far better about that since she was younger, but even infrequent episodes like this were unacceptable. Imperfect.

Poor Gertrude always worked slavishly to make sure her room was as free as it could be from any lingering water damage, constantly wiping up her messes, tossing out furniture that got too soaked, making sure no mold started growing, and yet Elsa always made her job more difficult at the worst of times.

She breathed. Conceal don't feel. And exhaled. Everyone was safe now.

She walked over to a chair and, although it was unbecoming of a princess soon to be queen, simply plopped down, and letting the events of the encounter cascade of her. Not literally though, she stopped things from going that far.

This room had been nothing but safety for a majority of her life. She knew with her becoming queen soon she would have to leave it more often but she felt, as flawed as she was, she was ready.

In three weeks she would be queen of the kingdom. All her lessons, all her self control, everything… for this moment.

Yet in the recess of her mind, she felt doubt. She had been isolated from everyone for nearly thirteen years. The people had never even laid eyes on their to be queen, only having a reagent to run things until she became of age. Her parents must have commanded an enormous amount of respect if people still wanted her to lead them.

If anything, the reagent that was in her place until she became of age had more of a rapport with the people. it felt like she was taking away leadership from someone who had been doing a fine job as far as she could tell from what the servants have told her. The kingdom was still running and the people seemed happy. What if she just made things worse? Her parents and tutors had taught her best they could in leading a country, but was that really a good substitute for actual experience?

She shook her head. Whatever the risk, the reward for her was still too tempting to dismiss. It was most likely that would be when Anna would give up trying to reconnect with her. She knew her determination couldn't last forever. She just had to wait until the coronation, when even Anna would give up. If Elsa didn't want to spend time with her with all this free time on her hands, why would she when she had the weight of leading a kingdom on her shoulders? She just had to wait, and Anna would leave her alone forever. She would be out of danger forever. She just had to wait. Despite her doubts she had resigned herself to this long ago.

After all, Anna's attempts were decreasing in length with each one so it was already doing some good.

For now she opened a book and began to read.


Louise watched as her rival Zerbst performed the rite. In the lightshow that followed she received a fire red salamander with actual fire at the tip of its tail. After her, the blue haired friend Tabitha went next. Reciting the incantation and after the blinding flash she received a glorious blue dragon.

That was it. The last. Now it was her turn.

She was called up.

"Don't kill yourself Zero. or any of us for that matter." Kirche said with jest. Though as she did, the gathered crowd took a very noticeable step back, Kirche giggling as they did. The gathered Academy water mages that served as healers in any chase their animal was injured were standing at attention as well.

Grinding her teeth but beside the audible enamel degradation she was silent.

She stepped up the summoning area, in the shape of a pentagram representing the five elements of magic. She began motioning with her wand while beginning the chant in a desperate but powerful tone.


Elsa was reading her book when suddenly she sat bolt upright. She began quickly scanning the room. She swore she heard someone talking as if they were right next to her, but that should have been impossible. Her room was modified over the years to, while not be completely soundproof, at least reduce a good portion of it to keep her powers secret in the instances they got out of control.

I beg you… my servant that lives somewhere in the universe…

Elsa gasped, thin lines of ice forming on the ground as she did due, to her moment of surprise. There it was again!


The magic that had been gathering at the young Valliere's wand reached its climax, springing forth into the circle… and promptly exploded with a thunderous outburst.

No… NO...NO!

She refused. She refused to let everything go out with a damn whimper! She began chanting again. After another bout of magical display and received the same result. And even though her failures continued to mount with each attempt she refused to give in even with the jeers of her classmates which she drowned out.

Until finally it paid off.


Elsa was having trouble standing; the voice in her head was becoming clearer and clearer. It sounded desperate, pleading, wanting a response.

Elsa wished she could pinpoint where exactly it was coming from, but the amount of turns she had taken it was distressingly obvious it really was inside her own head!

And then she was startled by the most bizarre sight she had ever come across.

A giant green floating oval had appeared in her room. She didn't mover, her breath was becoming labored. Despite the oddity of this situation she still chanted away in her head.

Conceal don't feel, conceal don't feel. There was still ice forming around her but it was slowing and would soon stop if she kept it up.

She began multitasking, examining the circle while she still kept her mental chant. It didn't appear to be doing anything besides adding a green glow to her room and it seemed so… peaceful, inviting even. Just as suddenly as it appeared, Elsa found that she was staring into it without chanting, her entire body having a encompassing serenity she had never felt before.

The weight of her magic was gone… her worries were gone… she felt so… good.

I beg of you! My servant! Come to me! The voice reverberating inside her head was crystal clear now. It sounded female. Desperate.

She blinked. Then she looked at what she was doing, noticing that the oval was getting closer by her own volition. Even more troubling was that she was still heading towards it without it. Two instincts were warring in her head. One to start blasting the green menace or to keep them subdued. She continued moving foward depite her efforts not to.

She had no choice.

"Gerda!? Gerda Help!' She yelled as she unleashed her powers into the oval.


There it was… the summoning portal, its green magnificent radiance giving the young pinkette a sense of hope so powerful she threatened to choke on it. She felt herself connected to it, her own being attached to it. Her own magic! She had finally done it! Whatever came forth would be hers!

And then hell came forth… and it was frozen over.

Suddenly a powerful gust of wind followed soon by biting snow burst from the oval quickly crossing the distance and hitting the gathered students and their familiars with the unforgiving cold. The snow was blinding at this speed and the snow was so biting that Louise was sure she was going to get frostbite in the beginning of spring.

She was so close… she felt actual magic for the first time in forever… and founder damn this entire continent if she was going to let it be blasted away!

She began trudging forward, her cloak having been blown off her back, her stockings not covering her legs entirely as her upper thighs had some soreness to them already… but she pushed forward, the magic in the tip of her wand glowing brighter.

Throughout it all she still chanted, her voice matching the storm in power. "I BEG OF YOU! MY SERVANT THT LIES SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE! ANSWER MY CALL!"

She was at the epicenter now, her wand being a beacon in the constant storm. She pressed forward, and in her desperation she stabbed the wand forward, hoping to overpower the resistance. And then it happened.


Elsa, despite the terror in the situation was paradoxically also in the most bliss she had even been in, even managing to rival the similar, but with hindsight now inferior, feeling of the oval. She felt liberated in way that… well, unleashing one's powers into a suddenly existing green oval could manage. The constant weight of her magic was no longer a ball around her neck but a mighty war hammer that she was swinging with all her might.

Alas, it also appeared to be not doing anything. No matter how much of her powers and ice she had put into it, the oval swallowed them up, unheeding of her wishes to not enter it.

"Gerda where you!?" She yelled.

She attempted to form ice around her feet to stop her… which was the precisely wrong move to make. For as she did the momentum made her trip over her creation and fall headfirst into the oval. As soon as she made contact there was a sudden burst of energy.

Elsa felt pain erupt from her head cascading all over her body. All she could make out before darkness overcame her was the sensation of falling… and another voice going past her, screaming as loud as she was.

Gerda opened the door in a panic, just two seconds too late to have the green oval a part of her memory.


Professor Jean Colbert could barely make out what was going on, and that wasn't even taking into account his fogged over glasses.

He was only aware that a snowstorm seemed to emanate from the summoning portal that Miss Vallière had created.

And then suddenly it was over. He could barely make out a sudden green flash from where Miss Vallière had wandered to and like clogging a bleeding wound the assaulting snowstorm was ebbed in an instant.

As soon it was over he had to take off his glasses and wipe them down, and even in his impared vision states he could tell the gathered students were still alive and thankfully uninjured for the most part.

Their faces were red form the cold, most of them were shivering. The familiars were also subdued from the cold for which he was thankful. The last thing they needed was loose animals. The dragon Miss Tabitha had summoned looked unfazed however. In fact it had used its wings to cover at least some of the students. If anything the beast's bright green eyes were alight with amusement.

As he finished wiping he suddenly remembered: What had happened to Miss Vallière?

She was lying face up in the snow. In an instant he ran forward. He quickly approached the down girl and knelt by her form. He breathed a sigh of relief as he noticed her breathing was normal. No arms or legs were out of place or bent, but she might have suffered a concussion or other internal injuries. He quickly called for the gathered healers to help him.


The first thing Elsa felt as she woke was not pain, although it was still there. No, she felt something that, although she had dreamed of her entire life experiencing. Something which was such a constant worry and a dangerous burden how could she not?

She felt so… light. Like she had never felt before. Then again maybe she had just exhausted herself of her immediate energy. She opened her eyes… and once again was thrown for a loop.

She was laying face up in wrapped up in blankets, but she didn't recognize the room she was in. It wasn't her, that was for sure because there were far too many beds and not nearly enough of own personal furniture made that abundantly obvious. Tha and the arcticture of the room was far different from Arendell castle. It's masonry looked a bit sleeker and the bricks were of a completely different shade.

She continued looking around, hoping to find something and as did she realized something that made her panic. She felt the cloth of the blanket touching her bare hands. She wasn't wearing gloves!

Conceal don't feel, conceal don't feel She chanted internally. Perhaps her room was simply iced over too much and she brought here. It was certainly a plausible thought. The first days after the incident with Anna were noteworthy for the fact that she occasionally iced herself in her room. But that didn't explain why the masonry of the room was completely and utterly different to the rest of the castle.

Then the door opened and in strode a man whom she had never met before, and sent a bolt of fear coursing through her. He was wearing a strange assortment of robes looking like a nobleman, though it was lacking Arendell's snowflake symbol anywhere on it. The man himself had a bald head and glasses and was carrying a staff.

Her whole body froze as she felt a bolt of fear shoot through her body. She tried so desperately to not lose control. As depleted as she felt, skin contact was still completely out of the question.

Conceal don't feel. She still chanted away internally, almost automatically her fear riddle insticns screaming at her to get some gloves for now she had to play along and find out what was going on here.

"Ah Miss Vallière, words cannot express how relived I am to see you are awake. I was assured it was not serious, but until you woke up I took that with a grain of salt. How are you feeling?"

She blinked onc cofusion. What? What was this man talking to her? She wasn't 'Miss Vallière'. She looked at him with a bewildred expression.

"Miss Valliere? Are you sure everything is all right?" He asked.

The man seemed pretty sure she was Miss valliere, whoever that was.

"Can I get a mirror?" She spoke for the first time, and already she felt the difference in her voice. It was softer, though it still had a natural bite to it, not sounding fully developed. The foreign internal and external vibrations unnerved her.

The man though a bit confused at the request he obliged fetching one on a nearby table. He held it out, but Elsa was reluctant to grab it. Despite the oddity of this situation, she refused to take the chance.

"Could you set it down please?" The man once again complied, but his confusion mounted as he did.

She had long free pink hair and matching eyes, soft white skin though it was slightly darker than hers. The facial strucure of it seemed off as well, not like anything she had seen, it seemed like a forigners. It finally clicked in her brain, but it was questionable if it was a good thing.

"Oh" She drawled out, her internal thought process officially would no longer be working for the next minute or so.

And in the kingdom of Arendell a certain mage to be queen had yet to wake up. As well as the failure of a mage that was in her body.


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