Prologue:
The cave was isolated from anyone and he knew no one would be able to find her unless they were looking. He looked down at her wings sagging. She was still fighting to stay awake. He snapped his fingers and chains wrapped around her wings, wrists, and ankles to the point where she could no longer fight back. Her hands still dripping with blood as well as her wings. "Well, well, well haven't we be practicing?"
"What happened to you?"
She smiled showing her teeth that grew to sharp fangs. "I grew up. You stayed... an innocent child."
"I once looked up to you and now I don't even know who I looking at."
She chuckled. "I do, Moony; I'm your... worst nightmare. Not even... you can keep... me locked... up here for... long, trust me... I know more... than you... think I do." Her eyes drooped.
He sighed looking at his friend and at what she had become. Her once white wings turned black dripping red; her usual calm personality now harsh and unforgiving.
"Then I wish you didn't have that outlook on life." He snapped his fingers again and her head slumped against the stone ground. She stopped struggling and her eyes shut. He looked to the moon and her. He saw he was fading. "It was nice knowing you while it lasted."
Arendelle:
She ran. She ran as far as she could. She didn't want to hurt anyone. She wanted to be isolated so she couldn't hurt anyone. She felt tears in her eyes as she ran. It hurt too much to listen to Anna apologize or speak through the door. It hurt to hear her father say everything will turn out in the end. It hurt to see a look of fear in mother's eyes. It hurt no matter how hard she tried to conceal her emotions.
Her powers weren't too strong but still made pieces of ice under her feet tripping her if she wasn't careful. It wasn't a beautiful like it had been with Anna but was a dark red, the same color ice that could destroy her. She felt trapped when she got to the water. Ice formed a small path for her and became solid when she stepped on it. It melted when she picked her foot up leaving no trace she had been there. Tears flowed more as she left her home and didn't solve the problems she wanted solved.
She got back onto land and she kept running rubbing tears out of her eyes. Ice appeared under feet making her slip and scraped her hands, and arms. She ripped her nightgown and got dirt on her face. She massaged her ankle.
It ached, burned to stand. "Just my luck to sprain my ankle," she let the tears fall. She put her hands around her ankle and a flash of hot pain ran up her leg. There was some rustling in the trees. Her whole body tensed up.
She saw a dark shape and wanted to scream but fear took over and shut her eyes instead, "Hey you alright?" She looked at the shape again. It was definitely a boy at least three years older than her. He had a brown cloak around his shoulders, a dark blue shirt underneath, and light brown pants that only reached above his ankles. He crouched down in front of her. "Are you sick?" She saw his warm dark brown and messy hair. He tried touching her face. "Can you talk?" She flinched from his hand. "I don't bite; I won't hurt you."
"You may not hurt me but I could you."
"Well I'm sure you won't do it on purpose."
"You do not know my nature. How can you be so sure?"
He only laughed lightly at her. "You seem educated pretty well."
"Yet you do not." He shrugged. "You take insults well."
"I've been insulted a lot in my time. Come on I'll help you up." He reached his hand out for her but she only moved away. "You don't trust easily now do you?"
"Hard to trust someone you just met. A lesson you seemed have not learned."
"Having trust and faith are different." She turned her head away. "I'm Jack what's your name?"
"There's no reason for me to tell you."
He smiled. "Smart girl but what's your name?"
"Give me one good reason to tell you."
"Well, Princess, I need something to call you or I could call you Princess."
She glared at him. "It is Elsa."
"See it wasn't that hard. Come on you should be at home not wandering around in the dark. I'll help you get home if you want."
"I protect myself just fine." She accidentally moved her leg and she felt a sharp pain run up through her leg. She bit her lip to withhold screaming.
He shook his head. "Without moving your leg, I don't think so."
"Just leave me alone this has nothing to do with you." She felt tears in her eyes when she tug on her leg.
"No but I could probably help just take my hand."
"Leave me alone," she swung her arm and ice flew out barely missing him. He looked behind him. A tree began getting covered with ice up to the leaves. She moved her ankle sending a shock through her body.
He turned back to her, "Hey try not to move too much, you'll hurt yourself."
"You should worry about your own safety when you're around me."
He sat in front of her. "I, honestly, don't believe you'd purposely hurt me." He reached out his hand to her. "If you let me I can help."
She pulled her hands to her chest. "You'll get hurt if I touch you."
"I don't think I will."
"Yes you will."
"How do you know?"
"I just do."
"Sounds like a guess," he had a slight grin.
"That sounds like a precaution."
"Please I don't want you hurt."
"Who would want someone hurt?"
"Please I'm dangerous just go."
"Sorry but no, Princess."
She glared at him biting her lip. "Why do you stay then?"
"Because, I don't feel like making a habit of leaving girls that are hurt on their own no matter how different they are. I'm not making any exceptions." She stared at him trying to figure out this boy then looked away. "I can fight with you all night or I can help you go home it's your choice."
"You'll get sick or hurt if you stay."
"Yes that is a possibility but I'm not leaving you out here hurt." He got up and dusted himself off. "Come on, you can't persuade me to leave you on your own seeing you can barely move your ankle."
He held out his hand. "I've almost killed you a few minutes ago yet you still want to be around me. Are you insane?"
"A bit, or so my sister says, but I honestly couldn't care if you had powers or not." She took his hand reluctantly and he pulled her to her feet. She stood on both her feet and the pain once again shot up her through body. She saw black and felt pressure disappear from her leg. "You alright? You almost blacked out there."
"I… I'm okay." She noticed she was on his back but her ankle still hurt.
"You don't sound too okay. You look like you're from Arendelle am I correct?"
"Y-yes," she didn't guard her words.
"It hurts doesn't it?"
"Y-yes," the pain wouldn't stop as the vibration in Jack's steps.
"Don't worry I know my way to Arendelle and you'll be home soon. Did you know you have the same name as the oldest princess of Arendelle?"
"Yeah," she guarded her words now.
"You two are probably the same age too. You're like eleven, right?"
"Yes," she asked wondering how he could know so much about her.
"Thought so, Princess."
"Please don't call me that; I gave you my name so please use it."
"No thanks, it annoys you just a little bit too much and you tend to act like a spoiled one too."
"I do not."
"Yes sometimes not all the time."
"Great, don't I feel like a brat."
He smiled. "You don't act it as much as my baby sister." He laughed. "You'd like her, Princess. She acts like a child being one."
"She sounds like my own."
"A lot of kids act the same she'll grow up. At least I hope so." She smiled. "What about your sister?"
"I don't really know. We don't really talk much."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's nothing," she sighed. "How do you know so much of Arendelle?"
"I got there every month or two. I take my sister sometimes too." She smiled listening.
"What's your sister's name?"
"Talkative now are we?" He laughed. "Pippa I like calling her Pipsqueak."
"Really Pipsqueak," she was smiling along with him.
"Or Pip,"
"I wonder what she calls you."
He sighed, "Jacky." He rubbed his eyes.
She stifled a laugh. "Isn't that a girl's name?"
"She's been calling me that her whole life; I've gotten used to it."
"You don't really let anything bother you do you?"
"Why should I? Life is short and I don't feel like wasting it. Every day is a gift, don't you think?"
"I never really thought of it like that."
"Hey this is out of weird and weirder, but why are you so afraid of yourself?"
"I-I don't want to talk about it."
"Alright I won't push, Princess."
"You're not going to stop are you?"
"Nope and you can't stop me."
"I couldn't without threatening you and I don't do that."
"You don't seem like type anyway, Princess."
"I can't tell was that an insult or a compliment."
"A little of both, Princess," He smirked.
"Liar," she whispered.
She looked at him and saw the smile on his face, "Yep."
"Idiot."
"More than you know, Princess."
"You just made fun of yourself, you know that?"
"Yes, the short time I've known you, I haven't heard you laugh. I'm trying my best to make you laugh." She looked around her seeing the forest disappearing behind them. They got to the bridge to Arendelle. "So I go straight Princess?"
"Wait why?"
"I'm not an idiot. I picked up on it the moment you began talking. I don't see how you got out. It seems pretty guarded as you are."
"Hey!"
"That's for horses Princess. I'm not a fool so don't play me for one."
She looked at the cobblestone streets. "I went out the servants corners and stayed out of the light."
"Yeah seems pretty simple,"
"Just keep your head down and be quiet."
"That's my middle name."
"How much you want to bet that, it isn't?"
"No isn't; it's James."
"Your last name is?"
"Overland."
"Jack James Overland that's your name," she suppressed a laughed.
"Jackson James Overland and yes that's my name, Princess," he laughed but became quiet when they went inside. She whispered way to her room in his ear. He followed and got there without anyone noticing. He helped her sit down on her bed.
"There are some bandages in the top drawer." He grabbed them and handed him.
She wrapped her ankle. "For someone who is terrified of herself you can take good of yourself." She tied it together.
"I learned to do this when my sister kept getting hurt in the town." She cut the bandage. "It's also not the first time I've slipped on my own ice and hurt myself."He snickered, nodding.
"I want to know why the gates had shut almost a year ago."
"I don't want to answer this question."
"I understand." He got up. "I'll check up on you make sure you're alright." She gave him a confused look. He looked around her room. "I guess you don't have much support with your powers here." She blushed. "See you, Princess, I hope. I'll be quiet don't worry." He left shutting the door behind him.
She shook her head smiling a little. "You, Jackson, are an idiot."
