Fire and Ice

Her cape dragged across the hallway, heels clicking as she approached the throne room. A silver cape, a simple dark dress and dark heels.

With a flick of her wrist, the grand doors to her old castle opened, revealing the room that had not been touched for years. Much of the room was covered in dust, the debris from that awful night were still in the one spot. The only change now, was the man kneeling before the two thrones.

His hair was chocolate brown but due to the war, it was covered in black soot. He wore a simple green tunic with a fur coat, brown pants and fur boots. What surprised the queen was what he wore upon his head; nothing.

'You're late Queen Elsa'

The words were unusually calm and soft, holding a sense of peace Elsa had not heard from someone for a long time.

'A Queen is never late, King Hiccup, but everyone else is simply early'

"Her voice was not threatening, but it held a sinister sense. A warning to the man in front of her.

A chuckle came from the king. She watched as he arose from his kneeling position and turned to face her, the Queen of ice.

By each day, those ice demons that follow you grow stronger both in power and in combat, do they not?'

Elsa held her head high before her enemy.

'They are much stronger than your weak excuse for warriors'

Another chuckle.

'That is true, but only up until a certain point. You see we know how…an ally of sorts'

The queen raised an eyebrow. The king smirked. Elsa knew what the man had done; he had finally brought the dragons to his aid. She also knew, that in a way, he was threatening her. And the queen would not allow it.

"The room dropped dramatically in temperature. The wind sped up outside, ice started crawling on the walls and covering the broken windows. The room was darkened drastically.

'I am warning you King Hiccup. Do not underestimate the power of ice and snow'

Hiccup didn't seem the slightest bit phased. Instead, he walked slowly up to the queen so that they're faces were inches away from each other. She felt the heat radiating from his body as he felt the cold radiating from hers.

Elsa watched as he slowly raised a hand in between their bodies. A small flame sparked onto the palm of his hand. Her eyes followed as it danced along his fingers, weaving in and out, bouncing around until the small flame covered his hand.

'You remember when we had something like this'

The queen did not look at Hiccup, still watching his hand engulfed in fire.

'It was quite time, was it not? When we were both young and free…why did it end so abruptly?'

Elsa growled at the man in front of her. 'Why did this war start?'

The flame that covered Hiccup's hand doused as the king started to walk around the room.

'You courage is admirable, as are you'

Elsa fought down her feelings, numbness fighting for control of emotion as it did every time she neared the person she once loved.

'But we both know that one's looks only go so far'

The man turned on his heel to face the queen, nearly half the room's length from her. A fireball formed in the king's hands, his body close to one of the paintings of her family. He looked at the painting, seemingly admiring it.

It was the day her niece turned one.

It was a painting of her niece, little Cindy, giving a smile that Elsa had always known too well. Who would've known that she would be painting the walls afterwards? Behind Cindy sitting on a chair was Anna, also giving a smile. Though she did not have the usual mischievous look, her sister was genuinely happy in the painting. Happy about everything, Elsa decided. Standing to Anna's left was Kristoff, whose face was also filled with delight. Elsa also sat to the right of Anna, both of their parents smiling behind them.

It was a painting that Elsa had always treasured, for it held her family and all that they once were. A single tear found its way down the queen's cheek.

'I don't want this war Elsa'

Hiccup was standing behind the queen, his flaming hand snuffed out once again. Elsa turned to the man, their faces inches from each other. His eyes were the colour of the forest; green and unchanging. There was a small scar on his chin, the one Elsa accidentally gave him after a night of dragon play.

'I never did. I know you blame me for your family's death and believe me, I am sorry for it'

Neither of the leaders dared to move.

'Yes, our kind are different. Yours are wielders of ice whilst mine are fire; and you know better than anyone that our subjects do make mistakes. They aren't perfect'

The queen's expression darkened. Her ice cold eyes reflecting what she had become; cold, deceiving and unrelenting.

'But my family didn't need to pay the price'

'No, they didn't. Mine didn't either, yet, here we are'

Hiccup sighed and briefly glanced around the room before placing a hand on Elsa's shoulder. For a moment, Elsa was brought back to the time she had with the man in front of her. The days where she was genuinely happy.

'Elsa, please just listen. I didn't come here today to threaten you or try to capture you for ransom as one would do; rather I came here to try to stop this. If we both continue with this war, how many lives will be lost? How many will lose their families to our mistakes? How many will have to live through torture and pain because we can't forgive someone?'

Elsa, for a minute, seemed to consider Hiccup's words. She'd been playing this game for years, and now, she had the chance to end it. The war could finally stop. Maybe now she had the chance to find what others called happiness, what she once called happiness...

The Snow Queen smirked, her ice blue eyes meeting his soft green ones.

'I couldn't save my family. Now,' Elsa laughed, sending tingles down Hiccup's back 'You can be sure that I won't have any mercy on you'

The king felt his heart grow heavy, realizing that the mission to stop the war had been for naught.

'So you are going to sacrifice thousands of lives because of one stupid mistake?'

Moving swiftly, the queen started to prowl around the king, leaving a ice trail that steadily thickened.

'Maybe you should've thought of that in the first place. Before you killed my family! But...I understand. Accidents happen, and people must move on'

For a second, Hiccup breathed easily.

'And to move on, one must have something to...distract them after the hard, hard times'

And then his heart stopped. Elsa looked at the king right in the eye, seemingly like she was looking right through him. With a menacing voice, she spoke.

'You destroyed my happiness; now, I am going to destroy yours and every chance you have for it'

Elsa watched with delight as his voice started to crack, fear taking a hold of the man in front of her. 'Revenge doesn't fill that hole in your heart, it just makes it worse Elsa'

'It's Queen Elsa to you. And if you really didn't want all of this, maybe you should've thought of that before you murdered my family, especially when their daughter is the ruler of all those who control winter'

The Snow Queen walked to the door, her cape flowing in the small wind that was created as she walked. Before the queen left, she turned to face her enemy with a small smile on her lips.

'So Hiccup, this is a warning to you. Beware the frozen heart'

A/N: Hey! So Hiccelsa week has started...and I intend to upload everyday for the week. I probably wont though, but anyway. In this little drabble, in which it was written really quickly and crappy, Elsa is the leader of people with ice power whilst Hiccup leads those with fire. Her family was normal and they were killed by someone with fire people. Since Elsa and Hiccup had a thing going on, she blamed him for killing her family and thus started a war. In this, I was originally going to end it with fluff but I thought making Elsa evil would be fun. Maybe one day I'll turn this into something bigger.

Until tomorrow!

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(btw if you guys see anything that can be fixed or elaborated or something could you message me? I didn't really reread it)