Hey, what do you know, I'm writing a Frozen fanfiction.
Based off a creepy dream I had. I plan on continuing it, but it may not be for awhile. We'll see how things go.
Also, you Elsa lovers might hate me for this... But it turns out well, I promise! I don't want to spoil much, but time travel is involved!
Time, and Time Again
Introduction
Elsa blinked, but the blurriness wasn't going away. Footsteps, rattling chains. The outline of a hazy figure approached, lifting a slender leg to step over the motionless shape of a person lying on the floor, a knife sticking out of their back. "Anna, wake up, Anna." Elsa whispered, but she didn't move. No, it couldn't have been Anna, the hair was all wrong, but Elsa could have sworn it was her just a moment ago…
The figure moved closer, their worn leather boots wrapped in chains, a pointed bird like mask obscuring their face. They crouched, letting their ragged purple cloak brush the stone floor, and cocked their head in a bird like fashion, their lifeless, painted, black eyes staring at her. "W-who?" Elsa tried to ask, but it seemed her voice no longer worked. The figure reached out a hand, and with soft, slender fingers she brushed the hair away from Elsa's face. Were those tears, running down the bird person's neck? Elsa didn't know, for a murky grayness clouded her vision.
The bird person stood up again, tilting its head towards the sky, and then they shrieked. It was a truly terrible sound, like the strangled, painful cries of a million crows all calling at once. And the wretched frail thing kept shrieking, its black hair rising into the air, crackling with energy. It was in pain; Elsa could see that clearly, and she pitied it. If only she could help it, she thought, if only… and she closed her eyes. The queen was dead.