- The Characters Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, Hans and others are owned by The Walt Disney Company. I lay claim for the character Erik only. This is my first ever FanFic! Try to go easy on me! -
"Please! Just stay away from me!" Her voice echoed across the crowd. Fear had consumed her; panic was rising above the threshold. She looked out into the crowd, where shock and awe surrounded her. The people began to back away, unsure of what was about to happen.
"Monster, MONSTER!" A duke shouted. He was crumpled up on the side of a pillar; marks of ice were scattered around him. Another voice rang above the duke's own. "No! She didn't mean for this to happen! She's just frightened!" Yet these words did little to comfort the woman within the crowd, and she turned to run.
The fjord air, which had been a warm comfortable eighty degrees, began to shudder and sink to an unusual crisp and biting cool. A wind began to stir and grow, steadily pushing the warmth out of the region. While the crowd was too shocked at the moment to notice this sudden drop, one individual on the other side of the town did.
He was not a large fellow, and by most accounts he was not even as tall as the average man. Brown hair, and dark brown eyes dominated his facial features; his skin was tan from the many days of being kissed from the sun. He was not stocky, nor athletic, and most people would not notice him as they walked by. His name was Erik, and he was simply an ordinary young man, with a decent ordinary job: to work the docks for the Royal Navy.
On this particular night, he was tasked with watching over the ships while his captains and peers attended the party for Queen Elsa's coronation. The work wasn't bad, as it certainly was not difficult to stare at ships all night while checking for anything out of the ordinary. Yet Erik could not lie to himself, he would have preferred to go to the coronation. He had caught himself countless times wondering what the princesses were like. Erik knew of course it was foolish to daydream of the girls; he had no chance, being practically a peasant. He was lucky enough to get this job, thanks to his uncle who happened to be a captain of the Navy. But as foolish as it was, what could a daydream hurt? He thought. It's not as if I'm going to parade into the ball and sweep one of them off their feet…
No, he knew better than that. So Erik continued his simple, yet dull task of observing the docks. Nothing extraordinary would happen to him this night. Or so he thought…
The wind, which had been calm and soft, began to gust. A chill began to descend upon the very docks where he stood, causing the wood to ache and moan. The breeze seemed to be coming from all directions, disorientating and confusing the young lad. The very air felt agitated, and abrasive like a swarm of hornets. What on earth… he pondered. It was at that moment, within the awakening chaos that Erik noticed a beautiful woman with almost glowing platinum hair. She had a look of great despair, as if she would cry at any moment, and she was running for her life.
Biting cold in summer, and a pretty lady in trouble… he reasoned, I think this constitutes as unusual. He began to move closer, heading across the docks to the shoreline. The woman was sprightly, and as quiet as a fox, giving Erik quite the workout to pursue. At last, upon the shoreline she stopped and hesitated staring across the water. Finally catching up, but still a good distance away, Erik was able to get a better glimpse of her. She was wearing a very fancy dress, but that was not the first thing he noticed. What caught his attention was the deep blue eyes, full of sadness and hurt. He let his gaze follow her beautiful features up to the top of her head, where lay a crown.
"ELSA!" a voice shouted, startling both of them. The woman delayed no longer, and in spectacular fashion began to cross the water. Ice formed upon each footstep, and her pace hastened into a full sprint. Elsa…? Erik thought, I know that name…. and his eyes widened. The Queen?! He looked on to see her shape forming smaller and smaller, ice spreading in her wake like a tsunami. Within minutes the entire fjord was frozen, with howling winds blistering in and an onset of snow.
"Gah! What is going on?" He muttered. "How is she doing that?!" He took one step onto the ice, and fell backwards as if his feet were pulled underneath him. The Queen was still running, having no trouble at all. Who is she running from? Why is she heading into the mountains! Erik's mind raced and he clumsily crawled back on land. It would have to be the bridge or nothing.
Technically he was not to leave his post, but this was the Queen. She was obviously in some sort of danger, why else would she run? Where are her guards?! Have they betrayed her? He looked to and fro between the bridge and the town. No one else was coming. I cannot just abandon her, who knows what she could be facing out there! It was decided then. Erik began crossing back over the docks to the bridge, hoping to regain the ground he had lost. He was in such deep thought and determination that he failed to see Princess Anna calling out to her sister. He failed to hear the crowd exclaiming of what had just transpired in the castle's courtyard. And they, who were so focused and shocked with Queen Elsa, failed to notice the young man racing across the bridge into the woods.
I don't know what you're running from… but I will not fail in my duties to aid you… even if I am of the lowest rank in your Navy. He thought frankly. If no one else will help you, I will. And Erik raced into the forest, into the blizzard and into the unknown.