Disclaimer:

I own nothing. I repeat N-O-T-H-I-N-G. Although, how cool would it be to have been the one to write Frozen or Legend of the Guardians? I know, right? But the point is that I didn't soooo... this is just my story. And, may I add, my first one.

Chapter 1

Elsa's Fathers P.O.V.

"Elsa! It's okay!"

"No, Father! Stay away!" Elsa snapped, but soon softened. "I don't want to hurt you,"

Elsa's fathers heart ached for his ten year old little girl. She was so strong and brave but just didn't know it. He couldn't imagine how hard this must be for her. Being locked away from all civilization and even her little sister who she loves and adores. Why her?

He looked at his sobbing daughter in the corner of her bedroom and silently walked over so he was right in front of her.

"Elsa, please look at me," He said sadly.

Elsa just shook her head no.

"Elsa, please," he pleaded as he began to grow desperate.

This time she did look up but said the last thing a father wants to hear a daughter say:

"Father, please, just go,"

Heartbroken and with tears in his eyes for his poor daughter, he left the room without a word.

Elsa's P.O.V.

Why? She asked herself. Why do you shut people out like that? She suddenly started to sob even harder. She cried for her parents, for her sister, for the things she can't do, for not being normal, for everything. She cried and cried until no more tears were possible

Suddenly, a burst of wind made her windows slam open. She ran to close it, but was slammed into something that came through the window. Wait, that's a person.

After recovering for a split second, they both looked at each other. He had gorgeous blue eyes that reminded Elsa of an ocean. He had such pale hair it looked almost... white. He wore a blue sweat shirt and carried a long stick with a curve on the end of it. He appeared to be a teenager but after staring into those eyes for a moment there was a look in them that made him seem... older.

A look of recognition filled his beautiful eyes. "Oh, My sincerest apologies your highness. My... my name is Jack Frost-" He was interrupted by a snowball that flew in his face through the still-open window. "I'm going to kill that dumb, wretched, big-toothed, bunny if it's the last thing I do!" He yelled at the window.

Elsa was so awe-struck by this boy that she couldn't do anything else but simply stare. Then his eyes slowly widened as if his worst fears became a reality.

"No," He whispered so sadly and quietly that Elsa hardly heard him. Then louder with gaining strength, "No. Not again! She can't see you Jack. I... I can't go through this again. No!" He raked a nervous hand through his white hair. He was just about to jump out the window when Elsa finally spoke.

"No! Wait, do go please! I see you! Of course I can see you. Why wouldn't I see you? Your right in front of me." she rambled.

You could physically see the tension roll off of him. He relaxed and slowly came over to Elsa. He reached out with both hands to carefully grab Elsa's left hand, but as soon as his hand came in contact with her gloves she withdrew very fast.

"Don't touch me. I will hurt you," She slowly backed away.

But he took a step forward and tilted his head, confused. "What do you mean?"

She took a deep breath and took of her gloves and sued her powers to make it snow in her room. He just stood there awe-struck.

"Your... your like... me?"

She gave him a very confused look.

"What I mean is, I have powers too. Just like yours."

Elsa gasped. "You do?"

He nodded as he made her floor a beautiful frosty mess.

"Uh... Jack? You must know where I got my powers from don't you? I need to know,"

He looked up. "Your highne-"

"It's Elsa,"

"Er, right, Elsa. I wish I could tell you but..." He suddenly remembered he had to meet the other guardians for an important meeting. "But, I have to go." He said inching closer to the window.

"But you'll come back right?"

"Elsa," He said with sincerity in his eyes. "I promise,"