AN: Hey everyone! This is my take on my new OTP Jack Frost x Elsa! I hope you would all enjoy it just the way I enjoyed writing it! Read and review please! :)
Pitch knew from the very start that Elsa was different.
Indeed, she was. He knew that children are weak and very vulnerable. They fear almost everything. They fear monsters, being alone, the cold and the darkness that envelope them. Their fears are what make him stronger each day.
Hearing a shriek of pure terror makes him feel a surge of power rush within him. Seeing them scream with tears brimming in their eyes pleased Pitch more than anything; and he wanted more.
And then, stumbling upon the kingdom of Arendelle, he had found her, Elsa, the crown princess of Arendelle.
He watched her each night. She was peculiar; she wasn't scared of the dark, of being alone or even the cold gust of wind. She simple sat on her bed at night, lost in deep thoughts. Pitch wasn't amused at all. He never saw a child so calm like Elsa when alone in a cold, dark room. He knew that there was more to Elsa than he thinks. He can sense fear in her; but she doesn't show it. And she was doing an excellent job in concealing it.
After observing her for a few days, he discovered what made Elsa special. She had powers, powers to create and manipulate ice and snow. The power of winter. But Pitch saw something else other than he powers. He saw fear. The moment he saw Elsa freeze the carpet beneath her, he saw the look of fear in her eyes.
She was not afraid of isolation, the dark and the cold. She was afraid of monsters.
Elsa was afraid of herself, a monster through her own eyes.
Pitch grinned as he watched her tremble in fear, looking at her hands in disbelief. He knew that Elsa was worth something that he can use in the future, he just can't figure out how to make use of her at this moment.
He frowned when the King and Queen of Arendelle hurried to her room, asking her if she's alright. Pitch doesn't have much power on grownups. They are too lucid and unimaginative to even think of the existence of him. He hated the idea that he cannot play with the minds of these adults, they are much more destructive than children are. And Pitch is very much into seeing them burn each other because of their fear.
Pitch scoffed as he watched the King gently place a white glove on the child's hand as to conceal her powers. No material object can conceal a power that is beyond control. Especially if this power is too difficult to suppress, it will have no other choice but let go, even if the owner doesn't wish it to be.
The fear inside Elsa subsided a bit, thinking that the glove might save her from her fears. Pitch knew that a child can be easily fooled as well, but they cannot do much as the adults do. He would just have to wait for the right moment, the right time for him to strike, the perfect moment to introduce himself to the eldest princess of Arendelle.
He watched her grow from a child to a woman. She became too preoccupied with her studies, but that didn't make Pitch give up on her. Upon hearing the news of the King and Queen's untimely death, Elsa wept. Her grief is what made Pitch even more pleased at her. Now that her sister, and her was left in the castle, she now felt the terror of being left alone. Her parents guided her when she was losing control. Now that she was left alone to find a way to control it, it scared her. No one was there to hide it for her, she was all alone.
Surely she cannot show it to her sister, now that Anna is the main reason why she shut the doors of her room to begin with. Pitch smiled inwardly. Yes, Elsa feared to hurt anybody, especially her dear sister.
Soon it was coronation day. Pitch was disgusted by the merrymakings of the people of Arendelle. Yet, he was pleased to feel Elsa's great fear of losing control during the ceremony. Luckily for her, no one noticed the frost forming on the objects she held in her hand. But it was just the beginning; Pitch was more than amused to watch Elsa argue with her younger sister.
That was when Elsa accidentally showcased her powers to the people of Arendelle because of her inability to control her power and emotions. That is where the fun began; she ran away and unconsciously cursed the kingdom of Arendelle in eternal winter.
Pitch discovered what Elsa was capable of; he already knew what her purpose was to him. All these time he was watching her, made it clear to him. Though she's an adult this time, her fear is what made Pitch feel like he had power over her. When she was but a child, she feared almost nothing. But alas, when she grew up, she almost feared everything that came near her.
After a few days, Pitch went back to Elsa. She was now living in her own solitude. She stays in her very own ice castle, she seemed to let go of her powers a bit. Pitch was bemused upon seeing her feel so free, as if she lost all her fear. But it wouldn't last long, Pitch thought. And it didn't.
Anna went after her, trying to persuade her to return to Arendelle. Elsa declined the offer, but was stunned when she heard the new that because of her powers; Arendelle is in an eternal winter. And Elsa lost control again, this time she accidentally froze her sister's heart. Pitch knew it was time.
When Anna and the blonde man was thrown off the castle, it was now Pitch who approached Elsa.
"The cold never bothered you, my Queen" he said and because Elsa was overwhelmed by fear, she saw Pitch. And her icy blue eyes widened as she watched the Dark King approach her.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice was shaking. And Pitch bowed down at her and gave her a twisted smile.
"Pitch Black, at your service, my Queen"
"B-but- You are-" confusion written on her face
"Yes, I am and you are the queen"
"I am not a queen! I don't deserve to be one"
Pitch clasped his hands at his back as he walked around her
"Perhaps, but I've heard that you are gifted with magic. Magic to control ice and snow"
"Cursed, not gifted" Elsa looked away
"How can you say it's a curse, my Queen?" Pitch pressed, his gaze not leaving her eyes. Elsa looked down on her feet.
"I wasn't able to use it the way I want it to. I only cause destruction, pain, and suffering"
"I think you are aware that you just put ice in your sister's heart, didn't you?" Elsa nodded, trying to hide her face in shame. Pitch twisted grin widened, loving every bit of pain Elsa was feeling.
"And you do know why you were able to do so"
"I do. And I regret every bit of it" Elsa muttered, but Pitch heard it all too well.
"What do you regret then?"
"I regret that I was scared. I regret that I was too afraid to face my crimes, too afraid to see the people I love look down on me and hate me, I was too afraid of myself to control my powers." Pitch's eyes flickered at the young woman.
"I have watched you grow, my Queen. When you were a child, you didn't fear the dark, the isolation and the cold. When the incident with your sister happened, you started to fear. As you grew, you became a lot more scared. Because of that fear you became a lot more powerful than you've ever imagine. Fear is not entirely a bad thing, I assure you that, my Queen" Elsa twisted around, watching Pitch as he speaks of what fear is.
"Fear molds you to become stronger. Fear makes people leave you in your solitude. And fear makes people do things that is beyond imagination"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"That's because you have too much fear. You almost fear everything. But," Pitch paused, his silver-gold eyes met Elsa's icy blue ones, "You can use that fear to save you sister and Arendelle"
This caught Elsa's attention. Pitch smiled victoriously when he saw Elsa's eyes flicker when he said that. Mortals are really susceptible and easy to manipulate, despite their age.
"H-how will that save them?"
"I thrive in fear, my Queen. Think of it as a payment"
"Payment?" Elsa felt a shiver on her spine when Pitch materialized behind her, his cold breathes brushed at the back of her neck.
"Yes, a payment" Pitch answered before moving to face her. He reached out his open palm in front of her and black sand danced on it. It shifted into the shape of the kingdom of Arendelle and Elsa's eyes widened.
"It's Arendelle!"
"Yes, if you will be willing to help my powers grow through your fears, lend me your strength. And I will remove the eternal winter in Arendelle" Pitch said, trying to cover up the plan hidden in his mind. Then the kingdom shifted into the form of Anna, in which Elsa's eyes started brimming in tears.
"Anna…" she whispered, trying to reach out to the figure, only to see her hand pass through Anna.
"And of course, our dear Anna, she will die if she will not be saved soon. Only if you agree with me, then I will remove the frost in your sister's heart"
It took a while for Elsa to answer Pitch. She simply stared at the figure of Anna, trying to figure out what would happen to her. Finally, she looked up at Pitch.
"Will Arendelle and my sister be safe if I do this?" she asked
"Yes, they will be" Pitch assured and Elsa took a deep breath.
"I accept your offer, if it's for the greater good of my people, and my sister." Elsa said with finality and Pitch grinned. Elsa suddenly felt cold and weak, she never felt so drained before. Her eyes widened when she saw frost starting to crawl on her skin. She looked up at Pitch.
"Promise me you will save Anna!" she said
"Yes, there is a bit of a twist. You will just have to sleep, the ice won't kill you, I assure you. In fact, that ice covering you right now will protect you from harm while you are in your slumber. Until next time, my Queen" Pitch gave Elsa one last grin before Elsa gave in to the darkness…
And no one heard of Elsa ever again. Only the tales of the Snow Queen was heard throughout the world, up until now.
