Hey, guys! Y'know, I thought I'd try my hand at an Avenger Frozen Xover, because there is so few. No pairings, except for Canon. Well, maybe later if you guys vote for someone... here we go! P.S. Sorry for some of the cliche stuff, still only a learner!
Chapter 1
Elsa was gazing out to the horizon, pondering on recent events. Of course, most of it she would rather forget... not that she was given the privilege to. She was wearing her signature icy blue dress, and famous braid with the tiny snowflakes glittering in the sun.
Her hand delicately brushed the letter that had been sent to her earlier that week. It was from one of the more... advanced countries. She wouldn't deny she knew that her kingdom was behind the times, only just being coaxed out the old days.
She sighed, and brushed her fringe out of the way as she inspected the letter once more. It seemed more than just Arendelle was in the know about her "abilities". Unfortunately, that meant her little kingdom was getting more attention than it was used to. These people that seemed her attention were known as "S.H.E.I.L.D", an acronym for a rather long name which she could not hope to remember.
The offer would have been quite persuasive, to a normal person maybe. But she was royalty, with a kingdom under her care. Of course, Anna could look after it, but to tell the truth, she didn't trust her completely. She loved her sister dearly, yes, but she was rather... eccentric to say the least. Then again, she could maybe calm down more if she knew the responsibility... perhaps.
She could always ask her cousin Rapunzel, but that might be a bit selfish of her. She had only just been married to her husband Eugene, and was probably on the honeymoon.
She pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation. "Who could I call? Anna is the only option..." she thought to herself. She shook her head in defeat. "Hopefully Kristoff will calm her down," she said to herself.
She stood up and walked back inside her room. Sitting at her desk, she dipped a quill into a pot of ink, and began writing, the sound was the scratching of the quill.
Dear ...
Done! Sorry for the shortness, but its sorta a prologue I guess. Read and Review!