Summary: Violet, now 17 years old, visits Arendelle in Norway to see the royal family residing there. Two new and familiar villains from the Southern Isles and Weselton return once again to attempt to kill the Queen and King along with the rest of family taken as captives.
Violet receives her future visions on the day before the fleet arrives. Is the royal family prepared for the fight? Will they win the possible war that will occur? Will Violet and Queen Elsa discover a new power by combining theirs?
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Prologue
It's done. The war ended... I look behind myself and see the damage caused by those bastards, the kingdom that I've always loved... For it's people and the royal family that lives there. Now... Now in ruins...
I pick up my shadow sword and sheathe it back into its protective cover. The metal stained with crimson red blood. I never wanted violence. But this day fucking forced me to... I hate him so much.
The children of Princess Anna and Queen Elsa stand by me as we watch the Queen douse the flames with a winter storm she casted upon the kingdom. I'll say it once again, I hate him. He's beaten, assaulted, and most of all VIOLATED me, the children, and the Queen.
I picked up the daughter of Princess Anna, Kaley, and she buried her small face into my neck while Julia and Evan cling to my legs from the trauma that unfolded before their little eyes. As the flames went out we found the main one guilty for the chaos in Arendelle.
I saw the fear in his eyes. I fucking wanted him to die. So much. I've never known such hatred can boil like this within me.
I watch in anger as he was dragged to the dark dungeons of the castle. He doesn't even deserve a chance at life in my opinion.
If I ever see his face again I'll be absolutely SURE to end his pathetic life. I'll do more than just destroy him... There will be absolutely NOTHING left of him... I don't want to see his face ever again.
Queen Elsa and King Roland stand to my left as Princess Anna and Prince Kristoff stand to my right, clinging to their children.
I was drenched in ocean water from willingly sacrificing myself to save Princess Julia. I'm exhausted. I sighed deeply.
I would like to start from what happened... You will understand everything once I explain it to you... My name is Violet Allison Toadstool, I'm seventeen years old, and this is The Raging Storms...
A/N (continued):
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