Nothing belongs to me.
A.N.: Hello everyone! Okay, first I wanna make some clarifications, before you read: It's a very dark Fanfiction, very descriptive, that's why it is rated M, so please proceed with precaution, please do not complain about it, the rate is there for a reason! Second, I know that Frozen takes place in the past and ROTG in the 'present' so I decided to combine both, please cooperate with me on this, here all takes place in the same year. Third: Maybe you'll find some changes, in ages and stuff like that, it's just to make the fic smoother so please cooperate again with this, I know that maybe some things are changed, I've seen both movies like ten times each, so I know how it goes, if something's not the same is because it was easier for me changing it. And… that's all!
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When It's All Over
1.
He was lurking around some small country, as always.
Observing the people, how they talked, walked, and closed their small businesses to then walk home. It was dark already after all.
He carefully scurried his way through people, even though if they couldn't see him, he for sure didn't like to experience that walking-through that he was supposed to be used to by now.
Even though they couldn't see him, he liked to keep himself hidden, maybe just to pretend that they could, or maybe hoping that there were some few people in the world that could.
He followed a tingling feeling in his veins that was stronger and stronger the more he got close. It was both, exciting and nerve cracking.
The streets were more and more desolated each minute, like every other small country that was stubbornly ignorant to the advanced technology of the outside world. This was the good of this little places, they stuck so hard on their beliefs, and myths, that they mostly leave the streets the moment the sun came down.
The feeling grew stronger, making his hands slightly trembling in satisfaction and anxiety. What could it be this time?
He found himself in the woods, only a few night lights from the town were visible from here. 'Dark places, obviously' he almost rolled his eyes. Humans were so predictable.
He observed the woods surrounding him, it was way more chilly here than from the town.
Looking up, he found a majestic and imposing mountain, covered in beautiful white snow. 'Well, that answers it' he thought, his eyes observing the mountain in detail.
A sudden 'crack' brought him out from his thoughts, making him lift out his hands in defense.
He waited for a few moments, in silence.
Another 'crack'.
He turned around, to where the sound was heard. He could see a male silhouette, moving silently in the dark.
From the moment he saw him he knew he was no harm for him, he grinned and walked calmly to him.
He was accustomed to the dark, so his eyes could easily distinguish everything.
The man was on his mid-forties, he had a thin blue sweater and on top an old and used trench coat. His hair was hidden by a bowler hat, but if he was not mistaken it was almost all white.
The man was busy organizing something beneath a big tree, his eyes filled with fear and tears, while muttering to himself.
"I can't do it anymore" he said, working fast with agile fingers "I tried my best but I can't" his voice was cracking, full of regret.
"They're better off without me" he whispered, tears running down his chubby cheeks. "Those bills are just impossible" he added. "I'm not going to make it on time" the rope he was working on was swiftly placed in one high branch.
He observed once more this man, to then trace the rope he had worked on, tied to another tree not so far away, making his way to the branch and finally ending in an 'O' hanging in the air.
Not very creative for his taste.
"They're going to be okay, they both are going to be okay" the man reassured himself, while stepping carefully in a little chair, right below of the hanging rope.
He observed him, that tingling sensation growing stronger and stronger, he could almost feel its taste in his mouth.
The man traced the rope with his fingertips, it looked as it burned him with just touching it.
"I'm so sorry, Cecilie..." The man whispered, it was almost inaudible. He placed the rope around his neck, like a necklace, with the tears running fast down his cheeks, unaware of the presence that was staring at him intently.
And with one trembling motion, his right foot pushed the little chair away, making it fall a few centimeters to the front.
His weight on the rope and the absence of air were quickly noticed. Both of his hands instantly trying in a desperate attempt to remove the rope from the neck of the man.
'Survival instinct I guess" he thought, as he observed how his feet were struggling to find something to stand on, something to save him.
Black sand; invisible to the man, obviously, began to surround him, as he was struggling to get a gasp of air.
He hummed delighted, finally. The tingling sensation washed him, every cell of his body in pure satisfaction, as the black sand was passed from the suicidal man to him.
When there was no black sand left, the man finally stopped moving.
Oh, insecurities. Not quite fears, but as equal as delicious. Adults were full of them, it was like their own kind of fear. No monsters, no darkness, no silly nightmares. Just... Taxes, bills, heartbreaks, loneliness... They were so real, so they were so tasty.
Even if he enjoyed adult's fears, he didn't really have much of a choice. After the ridiculous guardians defeat him, probably 10 or 15 years ago, children abruptly stopped having fear of him, stopped having nightmares. If they by any chance had them, they were probably about that their parents didn't want to buy them a new toy. But monsters, ghosts and the boogeyman? Ha! Those were just things adults say to try to scare their children. Obviously not real.
The Guardians of Childhood.
Those idiots. Destroyers. They never mind their own business.
They destroyed his whole century's long plan, in a matter of 3 days or less. All the work he has done, all the years, they turned all of his nightmares against him.
Sure, he was slowly getting them back, but how he was going to get centuries worked on nightmares in barely 15 years?
The first years after his defeat, he realized that feeding from child's nightmares was next to impossible, no matter where he'd go, by the simple mention of the boogeyman the children would crack in laughter.
The first years were hard, he could barely even stand in his feet, but thank darkness he never encountered any damn guardian.
He knew he needed to adapt. He knew that for a very long time kids wouldn't fear him, he needed to adapt or else he'd end up rotting in some place, and the worst part is that he wouldn't die.
So he started to practice, with all the energy that he had left. He started to practice to detect fear much quicker and from much more distance than before, he started to practice to find fear in things that he couldn't before.
Until he found it, not quite fear, but still quite it. Adults had a very exotic way of experimenting fear. They were so insecure about everything. They were always so anxious and waiting for the worst at all times.
Still, it was quite difficult to manage their fears at his own will, or magnify them. Why? Well, to scare a child he just had to touch one of the Sandman's dream, and turn it into a nightmare, easy peasy. But with adults there was a little catch.
The Sandman was the only guardian that could still take care of a few adults, he could still make them dream pretty things with his magic sand. But those few adults were that: a FEW, almost impossible to find, and even if he had managed to find one or two, they were annoyingly happy and cheerful, impossible to scare them.
So, to manage adult's fears now, he had to find someone very vulnerable, and get into their "dreams" to scare them personally.
But, again, thanks darkness, there were still those few so full of insecurity and depression like this suicidal man, that were like a gift to him. Suicides were the best, by far.
He took one more second to observe the now pale hanging man. 'They probably are going to find him tomorrow' he thought, and he made his way towards the town, if he was lucky maybe he'd found some more prays.
Only a few lights were on now, it wasn't that late yet, maybe dinner time. But all small countries like this one tend to empty their streets by this hour. He couldn't even remember where he was now. Not that it was important.
Every building was middle age style, or maybe not that old, but still. He could tell that the people took special good care to every building. If it wasn't that colorful maybe he would even like it.
There.
The tingling sensation again.
Oh, joy. Two awfully insecure adults in one night? Was his birthday today?
He scurried from shadow to shadow, following the growing sensation once more, this was incredibly strong.
He found it surprising when he was guided to the immense castle from the city. 'Maybe from one of the servants' he thought, walking right through the main door.
There were only a few lights on, some electrical and some candles, the place was awfully quiet and dark. Just how he liked.
He followed the feeling, making his way up the gigantic stairs, then to the left, and then to the right, barely paying attention to the castle.
The feeling was so strong, what could it be?
He found himself in front of a large dark wood door, he could hear a few murmurs from inside, this was the place.
Without thinking twice, he entered.
"What do you mean, Anna?" A slightly trembling voice said. Two girls were inside in what he thought was a study. One with platinum blonde braided hair, and one with strawberry blonde hair.
"Is just, look.." Anna said "Kristoff would like to be near his family, and Sven likes to be playing in the woods, the castle's garden is just not enough. So we decided that after the wedding we're gonna move to a little cabin in the woods, near Pabbie's" she explained carefully.
"I just don't understand why, doesn't Kristoff like the castle? You know that if is because of the size of the garden we could just make it bigger or-" the platinum blonde said. She was the one. She was the one he could feel.
"Elsa you know Kristoff likes the castle, but he just wants a place of our own, he wants to give me that place, and he's gonna miss his family so much" Anna said with a sad smile. He could feel how this Elsa started to panic.
"But your wedding is in two weeks, Anna, how are you going to build this place on time? Aren't you going to miss being here?" She asked, desperate.
"Of course I'm gonna miss it, Elsa. But I'm going to come here a lot, you know that. And... Kristoff is already building it, he said is going to be ready for the wedding" Anna explained once more. Elsa looked at her hopelessly. "Elsa you're gonna be totally fine" she reassured "I'm going to still spend a lot of time with you, and if you ever need help with your duties just call and I'm going to be right here" she said. Elsa stayed quite for a few moments, and then she smiled to her sister. Anna grinned and tackled her in a bear hug. "Thank you thank you thank you for understanding! You're the best sister ever!" She said jumping in happiness, to then leave the room.
Pitch observed Elsa, intently. The tingling feeling was still there for some reason, even if she seemed happy.
Elsa inhaled deeply and straightened herself, to then make her way out of the room and locking it.
She walked elegantly, head high and hands together in the front. Pitch followed behind her, observing her every move.
"Your Majesty" two guards that were in custody of one big night blue door. Elsa just smiled at them, and they opened the door to her.
"Your Majesty, huh?" Pitch said, obviously not being heard.
They entered to what would be her chambers, the room was gigantic and was decorated in different tones of blue plus white, giving it a wintery feeling to it.
The guards quietly closed the doors, and that's when Elsa collapsed.
She threw herself in the bed, crying, as silently as she could.
He observed, flavoring all her insecurities. 'So loneliness, huh? Who would guessed? The queen fearing being alone' he thought, grinning, but then something unexpected happened.
Snowflakes where falling, inside the room, covering slowly the floor.
Pitch panicked.
'How on Earth could Frost find me here? Is not even winter in this area!' Pitch started to frenetically search for Jack Frost in the room. How could this be possible? He always makes sure he does not put a feet in some place where winter is present. What was he doing here anyway? Could some other guardian saw him and called Frost to end him?
But his thoughts abruptly stopped when the Queen's little hand waved, ceasing the little flurry.
Pitch stared bewildered at her. Could it be?
The young queen got onto her feet and wiped away her tears, walking slowly to her restroom to wash her face, and just in front of Pitch's eyes, with another wave of her hand, the beautiful night blue gown she was wearing was transformed into a sleeping dress.
"Impossible" he muttered to himself, staring in wide eyes at the queen that was now snuggling in her bed covers, slightly sobbing.
A human with the powers of ice and snow.
A girl, he can easily control, with the abilities of Jack Frost.
Maybe cold and darkness wasn't an impossible idea after all.
And the best part?
Guardians can't protect adults.
X
Sounds of tools and machines were heard all over the place, accompanied by the characteristic jingle bells, of course.
Everything was running swiftly on the North Pole. Lot of work as always, with a few malfunctions caused by the elves, but swiftly still.
Nicholas St. North was on his study, sculpting ice as he sometimes did, checking the naughty and nice list and filling his large stomach with cookies and milk. It was late August in the world, still a few months for Christmas and things were starting to get a little rushed. Is not like it was nothing to deliver gifts for every children of the world in one night (or coal).
He sipped from his large cup of milk and revised once more who could get out of the naughty list for this year, while humming Christmas carols.
Until it all started to shake.
His ice sculpture began to crack hopelessly, the plate of cookies collapsed on the floor, as his glass of warm milk.
North jumped of his chair, observing his trembling study collapsing.
Not in less than 30 seconds, Phil snapped the door open, exclaiming something in yeti, urging North to come with him.
With a large frown in his face and strong steps, North walked through his workshop, watching as the rest of the yetis tried hopelessly to save most of his hard work, and as the elves were running for their lives in every direction.
North urged himself to the globe, but to his surprise, it was just like before, billions of lights shining proud. Confusion stroke him, if not the children, what could this be?
Red light started to wash the whole workshop, like the sky was on pure fire. Yetis en elves started to scream in fear believing that the workshop was catching fire from the outside, but it wasn't.
It was the moon.
"Manny?" North asked out loud, with his thick Russian accent. His eyes looking at the transparent ceiling that showed him the moon, a blood red moon.
Red light washed him as well, as his old friend and boss tried to communicate with him.
For that moment, everything went silent. Everyone stopped moving, everyone stopped screaming, not even the tingling of a bell was heard while the Man in the Moon talked to the head of the guardians.
North listened attentive to his old friend, something he was only able to hear. His friend was worried, in distress, if anything. North opened his eyes like plates.
"Wha- But how?!" He suddenly exclaimed, making the yetis murmur in preoccupation. North listened the answer of his friend. "But how are we going to help? They are not able-" he was interrupted again, a stronger ray of light appeared, just in front of North, and in it, a little white velvet bag with a moon embroidered in crystals appeared from the thin air.
North frown, and took the little bag with his big hands, observing it, to the look up to his friend.
"We will do what's need to be done, do not worry" He said, with determination. And in that instant, everything turned normal.
"Phil, start the preparations, we're having guests" North ordered, as he pulled the lever, calling his fellow guardians.
X
Sandy was the first to arrive, quickly placing a question mark over his head. North just signalized him that he'll know when everyone arrived, so Sandy helped himself with some eggnog, while gazing with preoccupation to his big friend that was on a couch in deep thought, with a big frown in his face.
Tooth was the second, with her little group of fairies. As soon as Sandy signed not to bother North just yet, she began ordering her little fairies, working from the workshop.
Bunny was next, he was about to complain about the cold but Sandy quickly quiet him, pointing at North's state. Bunny began to worry, he never saw his best friend on this state, not even the last time Pitch was causing trouble, so what could be so wrong this time?
Suddenly, a small blizzard began in the workshop, making the yetis groan in annoyance.
"So, what's the deal this time?" a voice said from above "Is cottontail's birthday and I forgot?" Jack Frost said, flying above his mates. "I could still make you a snow carrot if you'll like" he added, smirking, but no one answered him.
North stood from his place, and frowned at Jack 'Okay, no jokes allowed this time' Jack thought, starting to worry.
Everyone was attentive to North every move. Expectant.
North walked around the room, frown in his face, hands clasped together behind him.
"We let our guard down" he muttered, gazing at the floor. The other guardians shared worried looks. "Pitch is back" he added.
"What?! That's impossible mate" Bunny exclaimed immediately.
"That's right, I made sure that wherever I went to make children believe Pitch was just a bad joke, and so did Sandy through his dreams" Jack added, while Sandy nodded.
"Plus, we defeat him last time, his own nightmares took him, North" Tooth said.
"But did you ever search for him wherever you went?" North asked, serious look on his face. The other guardians went quiet. "Man in the Moon spoke to me today. The whole workshop was illuminated by a red light, and the Moon was the color of blood" he explained, Tooth and her little fairies gasped. "First thing I did was search for the globe, but it was shiny as always" he continued. "Manny then spoke to me. He was desperate, worried sick"
All the guardians were in dead silence.
"It turns out that Pitch had been feeding on adult's fears this whole time. There was nothing to worry about at first since adults hardly use Sandy's dreams, so he couldn't turn them into nightmares like the last time. And it was obvious that he was going to search for new alternatives since kids do not fear him anymore" all the guardians were looking at him in disbelief. "But just a few moments ago, he found a way to take over the world once again, with the big difference that if he manages to take it, we wouldn't be able to stop him anymore. That's why we need to stop him before he makes a move" North finished.
Everybody stood quiet in their places for a moment.
"Mate, no offence but, are you even listening to yourself? Adults? How on the moon are we gonna be able to protect them if not even one of them believes in us?" Bunny exclaimed.
"Bunny is right, North, how are we going to be able to protect them?" Tooth asked, all his fairies chippering behind her.
A lump formed in Jack's throat, they were right. When kids grow, they stopped believing in them magically, no matter all the times you spent with them. Jamie stopped believing a few years back.
"Could everyone relax for just one second? I know they don't believe! But Manny gave me a way to makes us visible, even for the ones that do not believe" he said, pulling the little white velvet bag from his pocket. The guardians observed the little bag in curiosity.
North carefully opened and emptied the content in his large hand. Five rings fell out of it.
"By using this rings, we are visible to everyone" North said, displaying them.
"So what? You want us to put those things and create a total commotion? I'm pretty sure they'll try to catch me and experiment with me!" Bunny said horrified
"Maybe we could just pretend we're humans" Tooth suggested, earning a loud chuckle from Jack.
"Sure, because Bunny could definitely dress up and pretend to be a human, and is not like you got feathers all over your body, and Sandy's body is obviously not made of sand" Jack said sarcastically, and Tooth huffed offended.
"Shut up you frostbite" Bunny snarled.
"Okay, okay! Everyone quiet down for a second!" North exclaimed, annoyed. "Is not as difficult as you think! We just need to show ourselves to one person!" North added, making the other guardians shut up.
"To one person? To any adult and that's it?" Bunny asked confused.
"No. Pitch is going to obtain his power from one particular human. A very powerful human according Manny" North explained.
"Powerful how?" Tooth asked.
"He didn't get into details, he just said that this human was very powerful and Pitch was trying to get to her" he answered.
"Her?" Jack asked, and North nodded.
"Manny gave me her name, and were to find her" he said, "Were talking about Queen Elsa of Arendelle"
"Arendelle? You mean that little country Jack frosted last year in midsummer?" Bunny asked, and Jack groaned.
"Again with that! I told you it wasn't me!" Jack whined.
"Yeah, yeah… just keep denying it" Bunny said rolling his eyes. "I'm pretty sure that when the queen meets you she's gonna have your head for frosting her whole country!" Bunny and Jack kept on bickering.
Tooth was speaking with one of her fairies, worried, as the little Baby Tooth shook frenetically her little head.
"I don't understand" she muttered, making everyone turn their attention to her. "I don't have any of her teeth, no memories from her childhood" she explained.
"Of course you don't" North said "Because she wasn't a believer" he explained. "The last gift I delivered to her was when she was six, she stopped believing after then. She was too young to loose teeth"
'She stopped believing in such a young age? How come?' Jack thought, saddened by the fact of such a young child that does not believes.
"We need to get going now" North said, making his way towards his sled, while some yetis tossed him a little bag with necessary items, they would probably stay there for some time.
"Wait, mate! What if she freaks out! What if she doesn't want to even listen to us?!" Bunny said, trying to keep up with North.
"I'm pretty sure some old queen is not gonna listen to a group of freaks" Jack added, queens where old, antiquated, grumpy, and boring persons. He was pretty sure she wouldn't listen to a gigantic talking bunny and a fairy.
"We need to make her listen. There's no other way" North said, as everybody jumped in the sled. Before leaving, North turned to the guardians, giving each one his ring.
Gold ring with an engraved star to Sandy, silver ring with an engraved tooth to Tooth, gold ring with an engraved Easter egg to Bunny, silver ring with an engraved snowflake to Jack, and gold ring with an engraved Christmas tree to him.
"Do not wear them just yet, we don't want adults freaking out seeing us on our way there, I'll let you know when" he said, and took the reins with one hand and with other he pulled out a snowball from his coat pocket. "I say… To Arendelle" he whispered.