A/N: It has been many years since I tried my hand at writing, but recently an idea got stuck in my head that I just had to put on paper. After seeing the movie Frozen, I had to see more. The character Elsa intrigued me immensely and after reading "Frostbitten by Arialene " inspiration hit me, and an (hopefully) amazing story came to mind. I just hope I can do it Justice. This is merely the first chapter, and it will be rather short. Don't worry I plan on making them longer, and I hope to update as often as my schedule allows. Hope you guys like it.

Summary: Jack never corrected anyone when they assumed nobody had ever been able to see him. If they only knew. He certainly did, even though he had tried so hard to forget. He didn't correct Pitch because he didn't want to show weakness, and he didn't correct his friends because he didn't want to burden them with the memories of his past. He tried his best to bury that memory, bury his feelings. But despite all his efforts, everything will come to light. Jack will have to face his past. But maybe that will be just the thing he and the guardians need.

Special thanks: to Arialene, for writing such an amazing fanfiction, and inspiring me to write my own.

Disclaimer: If I owned the rights to Frozen I would be making a frozen 2, or an Elsa spinoff instead of writing this. Food for thought Disney, food for thought.


Chapter One: Shattered

Jack never corrected any of them. Not Bunny, Pitch or anyone else when they assumed nobody had ever been able to see him. It wasn't true but he couldn't bring himself to ever say otherwise and he didn't know why.

There had been one person that had been able to see him. But that had been a very long time ago. And that was only because the person in question was also magical in a way he suspected. The memory brought a smile on his face.

That was a good time, a better time ... and a simpler time. He was so happy back then. He couldn't remember ever being so happy as when "she" was with him, not before, and not since.

Before he met her his life was filled with doubt and confusion. He had wandered the earth looking for answers for more than a few decades, and had found none. Even to this day, nearly 200 years later he still didn't know why the moon had chosen him. He had filled in some of the gaps since then, but was still unable to complete the entire puzzle. But compared to how he felt back then, before he met "her", it was like day and night.

He remembered when he first laid eyes upon her, it felt like an entire sky filled with thick clouds worth of confusion split open right in front of his eyes. She noticed him looking at her, and gave him a shy smile. It wasn't the largest smile she would ever give him, but it was the first. The first time anyone had smiled at him.

When he looked into her bright blue eyes, which were staring right back at him. And seeing her face form into that smile... it had felt like a ray of sunshine. Like that goose bump inducing warm feeling you get when you feel the sun upon your skin on a cold day. She had lifted the cloud of confusion from his mind and filled it with something else, with something more. She had filled his life with love. From the instant their eyes connected, he had fallen for her.

He didn't realize this at the time of course, but in retrospect he realized his feelings for her began from that moment. Feelings he had never truly stopped feeling, and never felt for anyone else since.

She couldn't give him any answers, but when he was with her the very questions held no meaning to him. It didn't matter why the moon had chosen him of all people, what his purpose was in life or what he was supposed to do next. When he was around her the answer was as bright as the light of day, being with her was all that mattered. And it was all he needed for a long time. Up until the day she d... He winced in pain at the memory.

He had tried to forget it a long time ago. Those horribly wonderful memories. The memories that had haunted him for so long. When he found he couldn't, he had simply tried to ignore that that part of his ever even happened at all. He buried those memories deep down. And there they had stayed for what felt like over a century.

That was the reason he never corrected anyone when they assumed nobody had ever been able to see him, he realized. But he couldn't hold them back any longer. Those horrible memories came flooding back all at ones. Like a dam that had been eroding away over centuries, the force of the water became too much to bear. His dam broke in a spectacularly horrible fashion, and there was no hope in stopping the flood. Not this time.

It took only seconds before his knees hit the floor, but from his perspective it had felt like minutes. He was enough of a fool to try and hold back the inevitable. He couldn't break down like this, not here, not now.

He was somewhere in North's castle, he didn't remember where exactly since he had been wondering around. He and the other guardians were trying to figure out how to defeat Pitch after his assault on the tooth fairy only hours ago, and North had brought them all to his home, where they would be safe from Pitch.

He had been roaming North's castle, trying to think of a way to beat pitch when the memories of her resurfaced. Perhaps it was the castle itself that had triggered his memory, even though it looked nothing like hers had. He didn't know, all he knew was that he couldn't succumb to his memories now.

The fact that Bunny could use him crying like a little girl against him if he ever saw him like this was reason enough for Jack to try and hold back what he feared was impossible to hold at bay.

The tears in his eyes were so heavy now, all it would take was a small push. And his memory seemed more than happy to oblige.

"Hi jack..." A voice whispered in his ear, he recognized it instantly. Her face was only inches away from his.

"...Elsa?" He whispered softly. Surprised, horrified and hopeful at the same time.

She smiled softly at him, he recognized the smile in an instant. It was her first smile. That smile. He tried to reach out to her but just as fast as she appeared, her face was already fading away. Only a memory he realized. Before he could push the memory back down it left him with one last thing.

"... Let it go jack, it's ok." She whispered to him before fading away completely. And that was that. All dreams of containment shattered. All hope lost. Two centuries worth of pain flooded over him. He didn't just fall down and burst into tears, he was holding back to much for that.. he broke. His eyes rolled back, and he fell to his knees.

He felt his mind shatter like Elsa's ice palace had done the day she died in his arms.

"Jack?... Jack!"

The last thing he remembered was hearing footsteps rushing and a thick Russian accent calling out for him as his face hit the unforgiving wooden floor.


Hope you guys liked it. It was rather short I know, but I tried to make it dramatic and it's a steppingstone for the next part of the story. Let me guys know what you think. Until next time,

Grizzly out...

P.S: I highly recommend reading "Frostbitten by Arialene" if you like this sort of story. It truly is an amazing tale, if this story will even be half as good I would be one happy bear.