A/N: Here is the prologue to the sequel of A Snow King For A Snow Queen! If you haven't read that, go and read that right now; otherwise this won't make as much sense.
Prologue
Elsa sat, watching everyone's children play as she took some time off. Anna insisted that she take some rest and enjoy time with the kids. Eleonora, Kristoff and Anna's twelve-year-old daughter, sat on a chair beside her; reading a book. Eleonora's brother, Henry; who was now eleven; was watching Ember, Fyre and Emily's seven-year-old son, and Nicole, her and Jack's eight-year-old daughter, use their powers.
Ember had inherited his father's powers, while Nicole took on Elsa and Jack's. They shot sparks of ice and fire up into the air and watched as formed together, creating a perfect swirling masterpiece of fire and ice. Elsa sighed and saw the shadows grow darker. She growled and stood up, walking into the next room. Shutting the door, she said into the shadows, "Do you ever give up?"
A voice cackled and a tall, dark figure stepped out of the shadows, "You didn't expect me to stay in the dark forever… did you?"
His silver-gold eyes glinted in amusement as Elsa scowled, "There is always fear in everybody; even you still. You are just choosing to deny it."
"I'm not afraid!" Elsa scoffed and crossed her arms.
"Yes you are. You are afraid of the pain, of me getting to the children, and of Nicole going into seclusion like you. Do not worry; however, I will make sure every one of your worst nightmares come true!" An evil grin spread across his face.
"You can't kill fear, Elsa." Pitch laughed and melted back into the shadows.
The shadows in the room disappeared and Elsa let panic overcome her. She went back into the room where the children were playing and kept a close eye on them.