The Eternal Winter
Chapter 1: Conceal, Don't Feel
Hey just a quick A/N about my character Elsa. She, before Let it Go, looks like the Disney Elsa during her coronation (Her hairstyle at least.) but she as brown hair and brown eyes. She doesn't have a family so she's living independently like Castiel. I think that's all I need to say here so enjoy.
Oh, one thing: This is a songfic! No likey, Leavey! NOW!
Elsa cowered away in the basement as she heard distant voices of her once friends talking about the newest scandal created by Deborah. She had to admit, it did sound like she had attacked the pop star but that wasn't at all what had happened. Who would believe her though, past Rosalya and Lysander no one liked her anymore.
She was a fool to think she could help, she damned her conscious for leading her in the wrong direction. She should have been a good girl like she was always suppose to be and left Rosalya to do the work. Now she was out cast from the rest student body and she could hardly hold back her once carefully guarded emotions.
"Don't let them in, don't let them see." she whispered to herself, "Put on a show."
Elsa took in a deep breath, at this age her magic was a bit easier to at least maintain even if it's only for the slightest of moments. She took off her gloves sometimes, the students and staff all were aware that she would do so randomly during mellow days, and today she had to wear them again.
Glancing at her bag, Elsa carefully reached into it and pulled out her blue gloves. She knew how strongly her magic reacted when she was upset and she saw that she couldn't even touch the door of the basement without freezing it.
"Be the good girl you always have to be." she told herself as she donned the blue, ice patterned gloves. "Conceal, don't feel."
She could feel the gloves contain her powers, it felt like she caged and she heavily preferred it be that way if it meant she didn't hurt anyone. "Make one wrong move and everyone will know."
She stood from her corner and made sure she had all her possessions before finally leaving the basement. As she left, she cringed when she saw the damage she did to the door. It looked like she had thrown a balloon filled with ice blue paint at it, one would think so until they touched it.
Conceal, don't feel. She chanted in her head as she quickly made way to her science class, ignoring the glares and hushed whispers of her classmates.
"Elsa." Lysander had heard about the recording, he may have also eavesdropped on Deborah playing it for Peggy, and he wished to make sure that the innocent girl was alright. "Elsa are you okay?"
Elsa kept her head down, "How can I be?" she tried hard not to let her voice crack though it happened anyways.
Lysander sighed, he had expected this from her.
"I suppose that's a fair answer. Will you try to stay out of trouble now?"
Elsa nodded and continued to make her way to class up stairs without a word. Lysander watched her go for a minute before hurriedly making his way to Rosalya's class. He needed to warn her of their friend's state otherwise she'd plan until the end of the day and Elsa didn't look like she'd make it until then.
Elsa hadn't passed the small wall of the stairs yet when she heard Amber and Li mumble about something. "Position it perfectly." she heard Amber say, "This is a one in a lifetime shot."
Elsa allowed herself to peek around the corner and saw the three girls position a bucket of water on a window ledge. Amber also has a basketball under her arm, this wasn't a good sign and Elsa wasn't sure what to do.
"There she is!" Amber took the ball from under her arms and prepared to throw it at the bucket. "Dump the water!"
Elsa was afraid to do anything but at the same time she knew she had to stop Amber. "Hey what are you doing?" she asked, coming out of her hiding spot.
"Why can't you leave us alone!?" Amber growled, "We're making the brat pay for coming back! You're not going to stop me!" Amber threw the ball at the bucket, successfully knocking it out the window.
Elsa heard a loud scream and rushed over to the window to see what damage had been done by the blonde. Making the mistake of actually sticking her head out the window, Elsa saw that the bucket of water landed on Deborah.
"YOU!" Elsa gasped as Deborah glared up at her, "YOU LITTLE..!"
Elsa paled as she called back, "No it wasn't me!" Turning around, Elsa saw that Amber and her friends had already left meaning all the blame would be placed on her.
Elsa heard voices from down below but didn't wish to hang around any longer, hurrying away from the scene, taking great care to not be so noticeable around any windows, Elsa raced to the back doors of the school.
She was careful to be quiet, she didn't want to look suspicious, and she tried to leave without being noticed by anyone. She had no doubt that Deborah was already racing to the principal to complain and she didn't want to be here any longer. Especially since she could feel her magic beginning to react to her fear and even with the protection of her gloves she despised the sensation her powers were creating.
Elsa scoped out the area, the only way to get off the school grounds was through the front and she needed to make sure no one saw her. Many of the students followed Deborah inside from the looks of it but that wasn't exactly the case. As Elsa tried to leave a voice called out to her.
"Elsa!" Elsa barely managed to not jump at the sound of the principal's voice, "Where do you think you're going!?"
"I-I.."
"She's trying to run off so she can't get in trouble!" Deborah cried as the girls tried to calm her down. "I told you she did it, she wouldn't be trying to take off if she didn't."
"I'm leaving because I have to." Elsa shot back, she knew making any reference to the incident would give Deborah ammunition and she would rather not do that. "I have no idea what your talking about."
"You're lying!" Deborah moved away from the girls and stormed toward Elsa, frightening the brunette. "You been harassing me all day!"
Elsa began to panic, the more Deborah tried to corner her the more her magic reacted and even though her gloves were on it didn't mean she was safe from an accident. "Leave me alone Deborah, I didn't do anything to you."
Just as Elsa was about to turn away and leave Deborah grabbed Elsa's wrist, tearing off one of Elsa's glove. "Don't walk away!"
Elsa, having immediately felt her magic no longer be caged, drew her exposed hand to her chest. "What are you doing?!" she clutched her fist in fear, she would expose herself if this continued on.
"You have to face your punishment!" Deborah tried to grab Elsa again but Elsa, without thinking, let a gust of ice blast out at the pop star, knocking the brunette down.
Everyone gasped at the scene, they were all shocked that scatter around, and on, Deborah was ice that came from Elsa's hand. They all started whispering among themselves when Rosalya, Lysander, Nathaniel, and Castiel arrived.
"Deborah!" Castiel rushed over to Deborah, helping her up from where she had fallen. "Deborah, what happened and why are you covered in ice?"
Elsa had already began to back away, around her now was judging eyes that were worse than when they all thought she was hurting Deborah. Rosalya hurried over to Elsa and began asking a million questions a second. Rosalya and Lysander knew nothing of her gift, or curse in Elsa's opinion, so none of her questions involved the ice on Deborah.
"Her!" Deborah pointed at Elsa, fake tear running down her face and ruining her make up. "She did this!"
"Why'd you hurt her Elsa?" Castiel asked angrily, pushing Rosalya aside so he could get to Elsa. "Elsa answer me!"
"No!" Elsa cried, backing away from the red head, "Stay away from me!" Unaware that she was using her exposed hand, she tried to wave Castiel off only to accidentally create a little wall of sharp icicles pointing at everyone.
Everyone backed away, except for Rosalya since she was standing beside Elsa, and Elsa felt her magic begin to seize control. She needed to leave before something seriously horrible happened.
Deborah, seeing that she could use this weakness to her advantage, called out, "What are you? A witch or monster?!" This, she could easily see, would get her even with Elsa.
Once Deborah made her comment, the student began to question what Elsa was, frightening the girl so much that she hadn't realized that each step she took turned to ice as well. "No.." she whispered, "I'm not a monster..."
No one, except for Rosalya, heard her and Rosalya tried to calm Elsa down but the girl had taken off crying, bringing down an snow storm as she went. Elsa took off out of the school's grounds, running toward some of the surrounding mountains.
With the storm wildly howling about, it was far too dangerous for anyone to be outside. "Everyone!" Mr Faraize called from the school's door, "Please get inside!"
The students began to hurry into the school, all except Rosalya who continued to look toward where her friend had gone. Since Deborah's return, Rosalya found that she could really only get the friendly attention of Elsa as everyone else was too busy catching up with Deborah. When she learned of Deborah's scheming ways, she saw how hurt Elsa was that everyone was turning on her and Rosalya wasn't one to let a close friend suffer.
Lysander noticed that Rosalya wasn't following the rest of the student body. "Rosa!" he called, "Rosa what are you doing?"
Already sensing that Rosalya was going to follow her friend, Lysander raced over to Rosalya, who also decided to take off in the direction Elsa went. Both Lysander and Rosalya ignored the calls of the teachers along with some of the students. He could barely see his brother' girlfriend and with storm pushing their bodies multiple directions he knew they weren't going to be able to return to the school. They needed to find shelter and quick, especially since Rosalya was only wearing her dress.
"Rosa!" Lysander called, he would have to make a recommendation to Leigh to make Rosalya's clothes a bit more colorful since her once noticeable features made her invisible in the storm. "Rosalya please answer me!" The storm surprisingly was stronger in the direction that Elsa went, probably because she didn't want anyone to find her.
The was silence for a minute before he got what he needed, "Lysander!" Lysander perked as he heard her call for him, it was hard to try to figure out where her voice was coming from with the howls of the storm but he somehow managed.
"Rosa!" When he found her she was on her knees in the snow, crying for her friend. "Rosa c'mon, you'll freeze out here."
Rosalya nodded and clutched onto Lysander, "We're too far from the school." she noted when she caught a glimpse of the jewelery store, "Where are we gonna go?"
"Leigh's store isn't far away." he told her, "Follow me." holding onto Rosalya's hand tightly, he led her to the clothing store.
Elsa wasn't sure where she was running to, she didn't dare look back to see if she passed anything like a marking. She only kept running up a mountain, dodging the trees until she finally decided that she was far enough.
Glancing around, she noticed that she caused a storm and scolded herself for letting her powers get the best of her. "What am I going to do now?" she asked herself aloud, "They know and they hate and fear me."
The storm surrounding her started to diminish, and Elsa hugged herself as she tried to not cry. Deborah's comment hurt her more than she wanted to admit and she couldn't help but wonder what everyone else thought of her now.
Elsa started to walk upward the mountain, She felt she just outcasted herself from the only home she had and the sense of loneliness started to seep in.
"Try to be positive Elsa!" Elsa's mother urged when her daughter panicked over freezing her wall, "If you're positive maybe you'll gain control of your gift."
Elsa tried to think positive but she couldn't find anything to make herself feel better. "The snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a footprint to be seen." she sung to herself softly, "A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen. The wind is howling like the swirling storm inside."
Elsa rubbed her arms and leaning to her right, "Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried." Suddenly, Elsa thought about how she was always forced to hide herself, how she always had to fit in. "Don't let them in, don't let them see. Be the good girl you always have to be! Conceal don't feel, don't let them know, well they know!" Elsa tore off her other glove and threw it into the air, letting the winds carry it away.
"Let it go," Elsa whirled around and released a small gust of ice from her hand, "let it go. Can't hold it back anymore! Let it go, let it go, turn away and slam the door!" Feeling a smile spread on her face Elsa let more of her magic flow out of her.
"I don't care what they're going to say, let the storm rage on!" glancing over her shoulder, smugly smiled, "The cold never bothered me anyway."
Happily trudging up to a clearing she continued to sing, "It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small and the fears that once controlled me can't get to me at all!" she ran up an small hill and let a gust of snow out, creating a snowy piece of a stair case. "It's time to see what I can do, to test the limits and break through! No right, no wrong, no rules for me!"
As she stepped on the first step, the piece turned into harden crystal. Elsa glanced up and down the stair and grinned, "I'm free!"
Elsa ran up the stairs, her hand were extended in front of her so that she could create a full stair case up the divided piece of the mountain. "Let it go, let it go! I am one with the wind and sky! Let it go let it go! You'll never see me cry!"
Elsa happily reached the top and with each passing she felt her spirits rise. Running a bit away from her newly formed staircase, Elsa stomped her foot on the snow, creating a large ice floor decorated with a giant snowflake. "Here I stand and here I'll stay!"
Glancing at the ground she decided to try to make a new home where she stood, "Let the storm rage on!" she slowly raised her arms, making the ice raise her up to create a giant ice palace. It rose from the ground and formed much like adjoining snowflakes. Though snow and ice was actually white in color, her castle took on a light blue color and looked more like it was formed from crystals than ice.
"My power flurries through the air into the ground!" she sung as she continued to designed her new home, "My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around and one thought crystallizes like an icy blast!"
Reaching for the ring she had bought to replace Rosalya's that she wore on a necklace, she ripped it off her neck and sadly looked at it. It reminded her of her friends, the life she was throwing away out of fear. "I'm never going back," taking in her palace she made her choice, "the past is in the past!" Gripping the ring for a minute, Elsa threw it toward a wall, twirling as she did.
Realizing she had one more thing to change, she grabbed her pin that held her braid and tore it out of her hair. When the braid fell she ripped out the elastic band, unraveling it so her hair could fall freely like herself. she also combed back her bangs so that they wouldn't bother her eyes. She changed its color too, she refused to be easily recognized so she turned her brown hair to a white blonde.
"Let it go, let it go!" Her hair wasn't the only thing she planned on changing, while she sung she let her ice make her a beautiful dress that matched her new home. The dress formed its top layer before making her sleeves thinner and lighter blue in color. "And I'll rise like the breaking dawn! Let it go, let it go! That perfect girl is gone!" Once her sleeves were formed she made herself a veil that sparkled and glittered like little jewels.
Walking out to her balcony, she finally let herself be free of her restraints, she was no longer just Elsa. She was now the Snow Queen, even if she was going to be all alone she was going to free. "Here I stand! In the light of day! Let the storm rage on!" she extended her arms out, letting some of her magic swirl itself around the palace as the sun appeared after being hidden by her storm. "The cold never bothered me anyway!"
Turning away from the outside, Elsa gave a flick of her wrist which slammed her doors shut.
Rosalya cuddled under the warm blanket Leigh gave her as the brothers discussed what had happened to cause this.
"Elsa must have always feared herself," Leigh concluded, after Lysander told him how the storm came when Elsa took off. "if she always hid her gift then it must be restless and will use itself when she is upset."
"What makes you say that?" Rosalya asked, finally joining the brothers. Leigh didn't believe in magic but the odd clothing designs of supposedly magical beings did entice him enough to look into it.
"Lysander said she wore the gloves often, she only took them off on days where nothing serious was going on and even then." Leigh continued to explain that Elsa's gift was emotion base, judging by how Deborah's comment upset her and then suddenly a blizzard attack Sweet Amoris. "No doubt this unnatural winter is her doing and I doubt that it's gonna go away any time soon."
"Maybe we can find her and convince her to remove it." Rosalya tried, Leigh already knew she was gonna try to run outside in her dress so he left to dig up some snow clothes he had left from last Christmas. "After all, she trusts us so maybe she'd listen with us."
"We don't even know where she is Rosa." Lysander countered, he too wanted to try and comfort his friend but he knew he couldn't run around willy nilly. "She could have ran over the mountains and left us entirely thanks to Deborah."
Leigh came back with wide eyes, carrying the snow clothes, "I wouldn't worry about that."
"Huh?"
"There a huge ice building on the mountain." he said, handing Rosalya her clothes, "Better get to her before anyone else realizes what's happened." And knowing Deborah she would try to pin the blame all on Elsa even though the blizzard started because she upset her.
"Are you coming with us Leigh?" Rosalya asked as she started to go to the dressing room to change. She noticed that Leigh had another set of clothes for himself.
Leigh nodded, "Elsa is my friend, she helped us through our fight and she doesn't deserve to be alone."
Rosalya smiled, "Wow that was so nice Leigh. How come you can't talk that way in our relationship?" she left giggling, they knew her comment was playful but it was annoying nonetheless.
Leigh and Lysander looked at her leaving form and shook their heads. This was Rosalya so no point arguing with her. Especially when Elsa needed them.
"Do you think she'll want to talk to us?" Lysander asked he stripped off his Victorian clothes to replace them with the appropriate snow protection he'd need. "She probably is afraid of us too."
Leigh shrugged, "We have to be careful on how we carry ourselves then. She's probably thinking we fear her but at the same time.."
"I get it." Lysander sighed, "The storm dissipated so surely others have seen her castle."
Leigh nodded, tugging on the snow pants. "Hopefully the storm's aftermath is blocking everyone's view, the windows are frosted so it is hard to see outside."
Rosalya zipped up the purple sweater and tugged up her black snow pants, she was eager to see Elsa and talk to her about what was going on. Her plan to get back at Deborah was simple but now she was willing to reckless for what the pop star did to the kind girl.
Rosalya thought back to the other students, how could they believe Deborah to be such a good person when the one who was kind was just shunned by her. And in front of them no less.
"Rosa?" Lysander knocked on the door of the dressing room, "Are you ready?"
"Uh," Rosa put on her snow boots and nodded, "yeah I'll be out in a minute." she doubled checked that she properly covered and hurried out to meet the brothers.
Kentin secretly glared at the weeping brunette, she was the one to spark Elsa's storm by calling her witch or monster. The one who deserved comfort was Elsa. Luckily, Kentin had spoken to Nathaniel and Armin about their situation and they had a plan to get out and find Elsa.
"No one's looking this way." Armin whispered to Kentin as Nathaniel managed to make up a diversion to keep everyone busy. "Let's go."
The three boys snuck to the back doors of the school and hurried out into the snow. Of course, without the proper clothes, they found themselves in a bit of a situation.
"To my house." Kentin said, leading the way, "My dad keeps tons of stuff for this in case."
Hey My Candy Love Fanatics! I have dutifully return from a I-don't-know-how-long-haitus-from-this-section and this is my new tale. Basically it's Frozen mixed with the Deborah Arc. I was listening to For The First Time In Forever (Reprise) and thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be a good story if Elsa lost control when Deborah was around?" and thus!
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