A/N HEY GUYS! It might not be an original idea, yet, but I have a lot planned for this story! Whoever has followed my work, it'll be better than "For What It's Worth" and the two unfinished "A Certain Prostitute's Love" and "Mockingbird(which I'm planing to finish, don't worry)"

OK, so a little heads up, the story will be in a parallel universe than the movie, or will it? *laughs evilly*

Anyways, I'll leave this here for a week or two...or a month... while I write the rest of it, and expect updates irregularly.

With all my love,

Some-Asshole

Prologue-

Once upon a time the king and queen of Thana wanted a child. They tried and tried, but the queen was incapable of conceiving any children. After many years of suffering, the queen finally decided that it was time to give up. The king, devastated to hear that his wife had lost all hope, went into the woods, looking for a rare winter flower named Elsa. This flower was said to have magical powers that grant the deepest wish of the person who drank it.

The king looked and looked, but couldn't find anything. Once again drained from all hope, he decided to go back to his castle and just take his beloved wife between his arms. As his horse made its way through the forest, the king couldn't help his tears from falling. The king, known to be the strongest and bravest, was crying. At that moment, a soft wind picked up, blowing the king's tears off his face and making them hit a tree close by. A bright blue light erupted from where the tears had fallen. The king, filled with awe, got off his horse and went to examine the strange light. The moment his fingertips made contact with the light's strong gaze, a million snowflakes exploded all around him. The king's horse, startled by the sudden explosion, ran in fear, leaving the king to his luck as he tried to chase after the horse, only to stop and go back to the tree. The snowflakes began to come close, almost as if they were tiny pieces of metal and there was a huge magnet in the middle of the forest. The tiny, white frozen drops of water took the shape of a flower. The king picked up the flower and laughed loudly, holding it close to his chest as he looked around, hoping no robbers would try to steal such a treasure from him. The king then ran to his castle, the branches of the trees slapping him as he refused to let go of the flower, in fear that if he held it with one hand, it'll just disappear, a strange thought, but the king had no time to think his thoughts through. When he made it into the castle, he order the maid to bring him a cup filled with boiling water. When the king received the cup, he placed the flower in it, it quickly vanished, as ice would if put in hot water. The king grabbed the cup and burst into his wife's room. She was sitting on her piano, playing a beautiful melody of her own composition in the key of A-minor. He gave the cup to the queen and begged her to drink it, explaining his bizarre adventure in the forest and how this was the Elsa flower. The queen, with a worried look on her face, drank the warm drink, smiling as a vanilla taste exploded in her mouth.

The next morning, as the king woke up, he saw a strange glowing light coming from his wife's side of the bed. Startled, he rose from his bed and made his way around, only to find out a small diamond-like snowflake laying on the floor. He picked it up and was surprised that the small ice crystal hadn't melted against his natural body heat. He woke his wife up and showed her the weird snowflake. The queen walked over to the window and asked the king for the snowflake, wishing upon it to receive a healthy child, and then blew it out the window. Surprisingly light, the breeze carried it away, and suddenly a strong snow-storm took over the kingdom.

The fjords froze.

The oceans froze.

No ships could come in or out to trade for nine months.

Day after day after day.

Week after week after week.

Month after month after month,

And it seem as it the storm hadn't died down one last bit.

Until one day, the king and the queen woke up to a shiny day, and not a single snowflake on the ground. The queen then was covered with a weird feeling in the place where her uterus would be.

Not a stomach ache, or a bad disease, but more like a hunch that had taken over her body and rested strongly against her lower torso.

The queen began to walk around the castle, following her instinct and as soon as she reached the gardens, the feeling in her stomach ceased. She walked towards the white roses and there, besides the roses, laid a beautiful baby girl with eyes as blue as oceans and hair as white as snow. The baby smiled a toothless grin and raised her tiny, pale hands towards the queen. A tear ran down the queen's cheeks and fell from her chin, hitting the baby girl on the forehead, strange enough, as soon as the tear made contact with the baby's forehead, it froze and it erupted into millions of tiny pieces of ice. But the queen didn't notice, for she was holding the baby girl against her chest, bouncing slightly up and down as she walked back into the castle.

The queen went to the king and showed him the baby girl.

Their baby girl.

Their little Elsa.

a/n Should I continue? Leave a review telling me what to do!