Within a small kingdom of Arendelle who would have guessed that two kids would rise with the same ability, the ability to control winter. With both kids ordered to keep it a secret, they would never know they had so much in common other than their pale complexion and white hair. One being royalty and one being an orphan they found a new hate for each other when everyone in school refers to them both as the twin freaks. "WE AREN'T EVEN RELATED". When they discover each other's powers they can't help but to find new ways to explore their abilities and turn the hate for one another into a love and bond so deep, not even the evil witch can keep them apart.
FOREVER LASTING WINTER
Chapter 1- Just Jack
Jack walked with his hood on his head to cover the messy snow white hair of his as he moved through the city, following the guards who walked ahead of him that shared their whispers and comments about the small child who had his hands buried deep within the front pocket of his blue hoodie. His bright blue eyes wandered left and right, staring down the people who looked at him and at his attire, knowing he was that of an orphan. He had no shoes and a muddy brown colored pants that stopped a few inches above his ankles. A lighter brown colored string wrapped around his calves on both legs to hold down the loose ends of said pants. He closed his eyes as his head tilted back to look up at the back of the guards head who had his staff.
"Can I have that back please?" The boy asked.
"And risk you causing trouble, no" The guard laughed at Jacks request and continued on with the conversation he was holding with his fellow guardsmen. Jack grumbled at the response and made a face while moving his lips in a funny attempt to mimic the guard's laughter and jokes he shared with the other.
"Wanna get a drink?" The other guard asked with a nudge.
"What about the kid?"
"Leave him, give him the staff and if he causes trouble, he's someone else's problem." The guards laughed and chuckled. Jack looked up at the suggestion and smiled in thought of getting away.
"All right then, here kid, stay within Arendelle." The first guard warned, throwing the staff at Jack. Jack blinked and grumbled as he stumbled back upon the thrown staff. When catching it, he looked from his staff to the guards who glared him down.
"Unless you want to be alone for the rest of your life by all means leave, Otherwise, stay in the town and later the king and queen will see you" And at those last words, the guards had made their exit from Jack and to a nearby pub, leaving him in the middle of town. Jack snapped his teeth and held his staff right side up, slamming the end against the ground to make a slight icy mist come from it before it disappeared. He went to run off but stopped himself, drenching and soaking in the thought of being alone. He stood straight and looked to his right at the large castle in hopes of finding a new home. Hoping that the royals will find it in their hearts to grant him a family.
The 8 year old boy named Jack found himself sitting on a wooden bench just outside the pub. He was waiting for the guards to come back out and finish their duty. He sat with his right foot tucked just in front of his thigh and rear end, his right elbow on top of his knee and his hand holding up his tilted head. His left leg dangled down from the bench and his left hand was between his legs, holding the staff and making tiny icy circles on the ground that disappeared with time. His hood still on his head but falling off slowly as he moved and adjusted himself to where his snowy white hair appeared from underneath. He got bored of this eventually and groaned with irritation and stood up from the bench. He looked from left to right and ran across the street to the pub where he had climbed up on the flowers bed and looked into the pubs window where he seen one guard passed out on a table and the other flirting with a heavy weight woman who giggled and fanned herself.
"Man" Jack snapped, jumping down from the flowers bed and walking away from the pub, throwing his staff along the back of his neck, both hands holding each end. He wandered the streets in wonder of what to do. He closed his eyes and walked along the right side of the streets sidewalk, pushing and moving past the towns people.
"You're a freak!" Jack heard a voice of a boy around his age talk alongside him but not at him. Jack stopped walking and turned his head to the right where a group of kids stood in a circle, hovering over something. Jack did nothing but watch for now. "For a princess you're pretty weird and ugly!" Jack blinked at the name calling and looked over his shoulders, around at the towns people who didn't bother on paying attention to himself or the group. With no one seeing, he let the icy, decorative mist from his staff push him up onto a wooden squared gazebo thing that covered a small sitting space with multiple wooden benches and 4 large pots at each corner that was filled with dirt and had a variety of flowers, complimenting the sitting space nicely. The group was standing just beyond it, between the one he stood on, and another a few feet away that was identical to this. Jack stood with his staff on the wooden roof and looked down at the crouched, long, white, haired little girl who had her hands over her ears and her eyes shut tight. Her knees were too her chest and she shivered in fear. Jack narrowed his eyes in hate to the group.
"A…Ana…." The girl called out.
"Who has white colored hair anyway? Just you, you ARE weird." The same boy laughed as another girl beside him had pushed her onto the floor, the white haired little girl grunting in pain at the fall she took to the stone, brick like ground below her.
"I do" Jack said, jumping down with his staff, landing in the middle of the grouped kids and in front of the fallen girl. He pushed back his blue hood, his snow white hair now fully revealed and seen to the eyes who had noticed it. The group of kids had spread out to make an even bigger circle, whispering and stuck on what to say.
"Th-then that makes you weird too!" The first boy laughed with hesitation.
"At least I'm not a jackass" Jack growled. The kids gasped at the words from the white haired boy's mouth. Jack knew from their whispers and silence that they probably weren't allowed to talk like he did. This made jack smirk and feel big and bad. When he looked over his shoulder. The little girl was still on the floor, she had pushed her upper body upwards with her hands as her hair had fallen from its bun and was now in a long braid, hanging over her left shoulder. She was around his age and reminded him of snow cause of her pale complexion and snowy hair color. He didn't notice the loud shuffling sounds around him as the group of kids had disabled and ran off. He only noticed when the two guards had grabbed him, the two guards holding each of his arms and dragging him off. Jack squirmed and looked around at the kids who was looking out from their hidden places to watch him being taken away. He stopped squirming and noticed as the attention was on him, the white haired girl had managed to slip from the crowd and run off to find her own safety and hiding place.
"Are you out of your mind-" The scolding the guards gave jack was barely heard due to his train of thought that had taken a ride elsewhere. His mind stuck on the thought of the little girl whom he had yet to find the name of.