Firenze's POV
I'm Fire. That's what I've always Been. Why? I dunno. I'm just Fire. Always have been always will be. Elsa is Ice. Always has been and always will be. And Anna. Poor, Näive little Anna. Little? She's older than I am but I'm taller. And thinner.
I was a baby when it happened. Anna was struck in the head by Elsa's ice. If I was older I could have prevented it but no. I wasn't old enough. Or powerful enough according to my parents.
Mother and father had always loved Elsa and Anna more than they had Ever loved me. So, I wasn't particularly sad when I heard that they had drowned in the North Sea.
I'd always been tall but Elsa always used my height against me. While I was long and Slender, she was petite and beautiful. While I had bright red hair and Green eyes, she looked straight from a storybook so beautiful. Anna had my hair and Elsa's Eyes and body. Elsa always favoured her though Anna never noticed.
While Elsa and Anna were spoiled and Pampered I learned:
How to see without being seen.
How to hear without being heard.
How to stay in the shadows.
Archery.
Horseback riding.
Swordfighting.
Hand to Hand combat
Math and history and English and geography and geomatry.
And... how to control my power. The power of Fire.
Had mother and father known they would have disapproved but they weren't there so I learned. Had they know I still would have done it though I admit it would have been hard. I excelled my classes but mother and father never knew and never will.
I learned how to survive in the wild and often sneaked into the city at night or went into the woods for days at a time. They never noticed.
My only friend was a girl name Blue. Her name matched her eyes. A kind and beautiful soul she was my only friend. And then... she died.
I'm twelve now. Anna is Fifteen and Elsa is Seventeen. Elsa is going to be crowned Queen. I will admit she'll make a good Queen. Secluded and not knowing about life but I suppose that is the disadvantage of being the youngest.
A/N: Should I continue?