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I just watched the trailer of Frozen, and Elsa is adorable! I totally ship Jelsa! So to relieve my excitement, I am going to vent it all out in a form of a oneshot! Also since song lyrics are not allowed in stories, I will simply write song where there are lyrics of Let It Go supposed to be!
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"Why did I do that?"
Jack was lost. He had just 'accidentally' entered Pitch's lair, and the damned villain had emotionally tortured him with everything he had, until he felt completely useless. He gave him what he wanted, but made him pay a price, losing the trust and friends he had…Jack looked down to the small canister, that held his baby teeth from his early days. Oh, the good old times…
A small tear rolled down his cheek only to freeze into place with a twinkle, going solid on his face. He sighed. Pitch had exposed his darkest, deepest secrets. The ones he dreaded so, the ones which would haunt him in his wildest dreams. Jack kept replaying their conversation in his head. Pitch's parting words had really gotten to him, and he could not help pondering about them:
"More to the point, Jack, what did you do?"
He had done everything! Everything possible to hurt all his friends feelings! He was feeling so alone, he could feel his heart shattering into a million pieces, as he stood in the empty egg hunt grounds, the grass becoming cold beneath his feet. He had to get away from all things which would cloud his thinking. He took a deep, determined breath, summoning the wind to lightly pick him off his feet, soaring into the sky.
He headed in a particular direction, flying over the world, the city lights twinkling beneath him, as the clouds encompassed him in a film of purity. He still had the tooth box clenched tightly in his hand. He could not help wondering about what Baby Tooth was going through right then. Why did he act so stupid?
He saw his destination under him, the South Pole. He could tell because North's workshop was not there, yet the place looked like it was covered in powered sugar. He narrowed his eyes, scanning the tundra, searching for a suitable place to land.
He saw a little cliff, and descended, landing lightly on the soft snow. He looked to the golden cylinder again, and pulled his hand back, in a desperate attempt to toss all his worries away. But that small box was the key to his past, to all his answers, he could not abandon it like that. He was desperate, he could not let his only hope part from him.
He pulled the metallic object back towards himself, flipping it over to reveal his own face with warm brown hair and eyes, than the cold features he possessed right then. He cringed, he did not want to face his fears again, yet he wanted answers. But he lost the hard earned trust of his friends, they drove him away. He lost Baby Tooth. There were so many problems in his life, that he could not help just falling to his knees, and drawing himself up tightly. The cold never bothered him, but many other things did. He just wanted to be alone…
…
A young girl trudged on the frozen slush beneath her, trying to not let her difficulties consume her. The velvet of the night sky stretched out endlessly above her, the atmosphere was freezing, the whole place reflected her mood right then: gloomy.
Her long, dark magenta cape flowed and flapped behind her, as she made her way up the slope. The wind pushed her back forcefully, but she was determined and undeterred, and still climbed up the icy plain, not once looking back. There was a small storm raging around her, as she held her gloved hand tightly to her chest.
She had been confined for all these years. Her powers were more of a curse than half of a blessing. She was lost, feeling abandoned and useless. She nearly killed her sister, and now she had to get away from all her problems, but they somehow found her even in the deepest core of her memory. She was alone, and she wanted to be…
song
In her desperation and loneliness, Elsa needed a way to get rid of the storm brewing within her. The only effective way she found, was singing her heart out, especially if there was no one around to hear her.
song
She stopped dead in her tracks, letting her hands fall to her sides.
song
Her emotions always wrecked everything. They raged a storm within her, and made her powers go out of control. She could not imagine what Arendelle was going through right then, what kinds of worries filled their minds, who would govern the city and many unspoken horrors all buried away into her heart.
She was a monster….
song
Her melodious voice rang out in the frigid valleys, a new addition beautifying the scene, echoing symphonic-ally . She was not afraid, not anymore, but she still had her problems anyways…
She had to keep her specialty in, her uniqueness was concealed, she felt like a bird in a cage, flapping its wings, but having to stay inside, no escape, no escape at all…
song
She was not going to follow any written rules. She saw no harm in being a rebel without a cause. She wanted her freedom, she wanted to test her potential and now…she was not going to hesitate to do it. She pulled off her glove, the one which held her back from the endless possibilities, and let it fly away with the wind. Her powers were now free. And from then on, they always will be…
song
She sang heartily, constructing a small snowman, and letting tendrils of frost emanate from her bare hands. Her voice rang out, crisp and clear, and eventually hit the ears of another broken soul lingering in the world of frost. Elsa thought no one was around to hear her sing, but there was someone, someone who was watching her, someone who was admiring her, and someone just as alone as her.
song
The one word to describe Jack's face after he saw the mysterious girl flow his element around so fluidly, was enchanted. She had now unbuttoned her long cape, and let it disappear into the night as well. The little snowflakes danced around her, as though she had full right to control them.
Not only because of her beauty, but also from her skill and determination, Jack wanted to know who she was and what she was doing. Her glove, the one she had so furiously ripped off and let flow away with the wind, was now held in Jack's hand, who watched the girl walk away nonchalantly with springs in her steps.
song
He watched mutely, following behind her , watching in undaunted awe, as she constructed frozen stairs, with the most intricate details on them. He smiled at how happy she seemed, but was still utterly baffled at her powers. He could not help thinking that she was so much like him. Rebellious, fun, and enthusiastic.
Her song just made so much sense to him, he landed behind a tall, cold rock, feasting his eyes at her incredible work. As she sang the last part, placing her foot on the stairs, as the frost from it dissipated in little puffs, revealing the smooth surface of ice. She continued singing, without a care in the world, as she ran up her stairs full force, stopping with a little run.
song
Jack's round, electric blue eyes went wider as he saw her stamp hard on the snow, as a giant snowflake bloomed conspicuously , spreading out beneath her. Her voice was deep, and it just seemed to embed itself in Jack's conscience. But he was soon shaken out of his thoughts, when he heard crackling, as though ice was being hammered into shape.
When he peered from behind his hiding place, he saw the young ice lady raise a whole castle from the ground. His mouth fell open with a thud on the ground. He could certainly not do that now… He could not help gaping at the huge structure which the girl had made with so less effort which was way beyond his own abilities. The little sparkling streams danced around the pillars erecting them with precision. And the ground was suspiciously smooth, as the lady flitted around, her moves seeming to be choreographed beforehand.
She soon began adding touches of magic to her new home, the little triangles on the roof expanded to cover the sky from view, as a chandelier burst from the middle, the little designs seemingly symmetrical. Jack quietly crept into her structure, making sure to keep himself hidden. For once, he forgot about his problems, just watching the fortress be constructed with so much ease from a young unnamed girl.
Song
And as Jack watched the girl snatch her tiara from her head, and toss it away, he could not help grinning at his little discovery. But that feeling was soon replaced with a feeling of admiration, when the girl ripped the band out of her hair, letting it flow down her back freely, in a sloppy French braid. She pulled her braid over her shoulder, and slicked her wispy bangs back.
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Then her emerald gown began to materialize into a light blue gown, with iced over edges, as her black sleeves transformed slowly to cover her flawless arms with lovely, teal sleeves. The intricate incrustations was clearly visible on her ice dress, as a new, more flowy and transparent cape appeared. She put some snowflakes in her hair, and teal sandals on her dainty feet.
By this time, Jack was staring at her with a dreamy look and a sheepish, love struck smile on his face. He did not know who she was, but he knew he needed to talk to her right away. He just had a childish hope that just might be able to confide their raging emotions within each other. Just might..
song
She screamed out the last part, letting her worries float away with the wind. She stepped into her new balcony, her cape bellowing out behind her. She gently swayed her waist as she opened her arms wide, as if welcoming freedom. As she said the last part, she gave a victorious smile, closing the doors with a flick of her wrist.
Jack moved away, from the pillar he was hiding behind. He smiled again involuntarily but jumped out anyways. He quickly flew after the girl, who was currently looking out a window. He was confused, where to begin talking from, there was so much to talk about all of a sudden. He finally decided on a basic question, walking towards her with his feet placed firmly on the ground, so he would not make any noise.
"Who are you?"
At his little inquiry, the girl whipped around, her braid flinging itself back behind her. Her eyes went wider than golf balls, as she pressed herself against the pane. She had a shocked look on her face, as little sparkles and snowflakes danced around her wrists. This reaction of hers slightly startled Jack, but he did not get his answer.
"Who are you?"
She implied his question on himself. "Jack Frost." His curiosity got the best of him as he replied without flinching. "Now, who are you?"
"E-Elsa." She said, hesitating. This girl, who threatened him a while back, now looked so fragile, scared and…lost.
"What did you just do?" Jack was more than simply curious.
"I made myself a new home." She said now suddenly bold.
"How?" Was his next question.
"I have powers."
Jack did not need evidence to prove that point. He simply sighed, cautiously walking closer. "Ice?" He asked, quirking a brow. His steps were careful and small, he did not want to make an enemy out of his new found friend.
"Any doubt?" She asked, smirking slightly, as she shot a long tendril towards a random wall, creating a dent and proving her point nicely.
"Because, I think, we are quite alike." He said, still on his guard.
"How?" Elsa asked, the question which Jack had before.
"The Man In The Moon." Jack explained. "He gave me my powers."
"What powers?!" Elsa was getting a little impatient by then.
"They are not as strong as yours, but," Jack said, letting his sentence trail off as he decided to show her than talk to her. He picked up his staff, aiming at her shot, before blasting frost at the point, deepening the dent. He looked over to her again to see a bemused expression. He rolled his eyes.
"Not convinced yet?" He asked, smiling softly. He kept his staff down, moved away from it, so as to show her that it was not the stick that gave him his own powers and it was natural. With a swipe of his hand, it began to lightly snow in the palace, the softness settling on the glassy floor.
"Wow…" Elsa drawled, not believing her eyes, but she soon added to the fun, by increasing the pace of snow fall. She was so caught up in the moment, she did not notice Jack inch up behind her.
Jack chuckled, as he walked towards her, and this time, she did not try to attack him at all.
"See?" He said, victoriously. "I see." She agreed. But then she sighed, a sad expression taking over her features, confusing the young lad immensely.
"What happened?" Jack asked.
"I have done unspeakable things…" She said, slowly. "I-I put my city, Arendelle, to so much trouble, they think I am out to get them, they think I am a monster! I have no idea how to stop them thinking that... I nearly killed my sister once when we were young. I was kept confined all these years, and people were afraid of me. I can't control my powers completely…"
Jack was dumbstruck. Just because she could not control her abilities they would lock her up in a room, and be regarded a monster? Jack was not accepting it.
"Your powers are fun." He said in a small voice. He was determined to make her feel comfortable with her uniqueness, and he will make sure her people accept it too.
"Tell me how?" Elsa was still oblivious.
"You made this castle, was that not fun?"
"You were watching me?!" Elsa shrieked, going red. "I hope you did not hear me sing." Her voice was tinted with embarrassment and her face resembled a ripe tomato.
"I did, you have a beautiful voice, Elsa." Jack said smilingly.
Elsa just went redder.
"Thanks, I guess." She said hesitantly, yet gratefully. The tension was easing between them, and Jack was successful in befriending her smoothly. Just when everything was about perfect, Elsa did something totally unpredictable.
She reached out a hand for Jack's and caught it without any difficulty.
Her swift movement caught Jack off guard, but he did not feel the chill from her as any normal person would. The theory of belief troubled his mind, and he felt the need to just ask her how.
"How can you see me?" Jack asked. Elsa responded by looking confused.
"Only people who believe in me can see me." Jack explained further. "How do you know about me to see me?"
Elsa nodded in understanding, then quickly framed up a little speech in her head.
"Well, in my room, where I used to stay for most of the time, I did not have anything to do, so I read folklores and legends. You were there in one of them, and well, let's just say I liked imagining you were real because I felt you would understand me, since we are so alike." Elsa said quickly.
She blushed scarlet and clamped a hand on her mouth as she realized what she had blurted without thinking, as she pulled her hand off from his.
Jack smiled, his pale cheeks went noticeably pink. "Well, I think I could help you harbor your powers, you know, like teaching or something?" Jack asked quickly.
"Maybe.." Elsa voice wavered, but she smiled contentedly knowing that she might be able to control herself after his 'classes'.
"But my powers are based on emotions, I cannot control how I feel." Elsa said in a bit of confusion and sadness. She had never thought about this before, no one can control their feelings, why should she be the one and only?
"We will get your powers to function properly, I promise." Jack reassured her. Elsa sighed slowly, thinking of the endless possibilities that had suddenly opened up to her, just by the introduction of one person, or spirit in her life. She exhaled in complete bliss, taking hold of his hand again, making him smile at the fact that she could so easily see him.
"Thank you so much, Jack."
"You welcome, that's what friends are for, right?" He asked grinning, flashing his pearly whites blindingly. Elsa nodded quickly, and giggled a little.
"So…Classes begin tomorrow?"
"Why not today?"
"Sure."
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