"And I'll cry until the candles burn down this place...I'll cry until my pity party's in flames..."
She was lying on a burning pyre, smoke invading her nostrils and filling her lungs. Flames leaped across her body. So hot, so hot, her dress as well as her skin peeled away, revealing her bare body and bubbling, blistered flesh. The smell of burnt meat wafted through the embers. Through the chaos, she could hear screams of rage and furniture being torn apart.
She wanted to cry, but found that her eyelids were scorched off, rendering her eyes useless. Her room of lovely ice was being melted to nothing, but the flames still roared, unfazed by the abundance of water. It sizzled and dripped…dripped…dripped…
Elsa opened her eyes and was met with liquid dripping on her nose. Icicles had formed on the ceiling and were now melting slowly, wetting the carpet and the sheets. Afraid to move in fear of freezing her entire bed, she closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. The taste of smoke lingered on her tongue like a bad smell.
Once her heartbeat returned to normal, Elsa propped herself upright against her pillows. Dim morning light poured in through the curtains, cloaking the princess' chambers in a pale glow. She rubbed her eyes, trying to chase away the remnants of her nightmare. She had been having them ever since the ambassador from Corona had arrived to announce King Adgar and Queen Idun's disappearances. Their ship had capsized in the middle of an awful winter storm, killing everyone on board and putting Elsa in charge of Arendelle.
Her parents hadn't even been gone for a week before the court scrambled to organize Princess Elsa's coronation. The woman in question had barricaded herself in her study, crying her heart out in an igloo. But now, her expected time of mourning had passed, and she had no choice but to give audiences and run court meetings in place of the king. The funeral, memorial, was kept short and private, and Elsa guided Arendelle through their grief and saw them out to the end of winter.
This was not the first time that she stood in the cemetery, crying over the loss of family. Her parents said that it wasn't anyone's fault. The beasts roaming the mountains had been particularly vicious that year, and no one could expect a weak little girl to defend herself against such creatures. They had found over ten bodies littered around the crown-sanctioned fort, the lost princess and the caretakers and soldiers that had been sent to check up on her. Now, the gloomy stone building stood empty, filthy with blood and ash, the walls burnt a horrible shade of black, and countless trinkets once belonging to the young Princess Anna.
The king and queen had cried, asking themselves where they had gone wrong, why they had to have been cursed with powerful children. Elsa didn't really know how to feel about her younger sister's death. It was because of her that she walked through life with a horrible burn scar on the left side of her face, and it was because of her that she couldn't escape the nightmare that had been plaguing her for far too many years now.
She imagined that if the roles were reversed, if Elsa had somehow frozen Anna's brain or whatnot, the younger princess would hate her forever. Elsa had often teased her for being the cute little runt, always setting curtains on fire and making the maids go mad. Anna would laugh and throw insults in return, but Elsa could always tell when Anna truly was angry. The teal in her eye would ripple like the ocean and her hands would tremble at her sides. Her face, smeared with hatred, had always been the object of countless nightmares.
By the time Elsa had the time to scream, it had already been too late.
Wow, it's been a while since this has been down...since I first wrote this fic two years ago, I've taken it down, pondered it, and finally decided to rewrite it into something better. I hope that you all enjoy this improved version of Blitz, and if you want more, please review, favourite and follow!
~Banana Kisses
(NOTE: To the reviewer who has been harassing me since I took down said fic two years ago...(Blitz Lover, Elsa Lover, whatever), just because I put this back up DOES NOT mean that I invite you to bombard my review sections with spam and abuse. If you want to tell me something, you say it ONCE, and I leave it at that. All spam or repeat reviews will be deleted. Thank you for cooperating.)