~The Cold Doesn't Bother Me~
Frozen & ROTG Crossover
A/N: This is my first FanFic, so please be nice :)
The Princess of Arendelle paced back and forth in her room.
"Conceal it," she muttered. "Don't feel it. Don't let it show." The more that Elsa had tried to prevent her powers from spreading, they just got worse. Her bedroom walls had a thin layer of ice, growing more as her worrying increased.
This was one of the reasons Elsa hardly ever left her room. If it was this uncontrollable in the pressure free environment of her bedroom, then a room full of people was impossible. Sixteen years old and a prisoner in her own skin.
"Elsa?" The Queen's voice softly came from the other side of the door. Elsa instantly froze in her pacing.
"I-I don't think you should come in." The ice in her room stood out more now that someone was coming in. The door creaked open. Her mother only opened it wide enough so she could fit through the door, no one needed to know about how it looked inside.
"How are you?" The Queen asked. Elsa had crossed her arms so that her gloved hands were in her armpits, she also made sure that she was at least three paces away from her mother. Elsa never touched anyone any more.
"The same." Her mother's eyes filled with concern. Though, her mother's nervousness was coming off in waves. "And you, Mother? How are you?" Elsa asked.
"I have something to tell you." The Queen paused for a moment before she spoke again.
"Once upon a time, there was a young princess in a far off kingdom. Her father wanted her to be married to a great king, like himself, because he wanted the best for his daughter. Eventually, he found a suitor. He was nice enough, but, at the time, the princess wasn't in love with him. One night, a boy flew to her window. His eyes were bluer than sapphires and his hair was whiter than the moon. She recognised him from stories about a boy with control over the winter weather that her mother used to tell her, which had stayed with her from childhood. He was lonely and the princess had sympathy, so he visited almost every night. In time, they fell for each other." The Queen took a breath. Before she continued, Elsa interrupted.
"Mother, why are telling me a story?" Her mother smiled sadly.
"You'll see."
"One night, the young princess confessed to him. The boy had been alone so long, he was used to hiding his feelings, but he eventually told her he returned her affections. And then, well.. One thing led to another. Within a month, the princess found she had been impregnated by him." Elsa's eyebrows furrowed, but she remained quiet. "The princess saw him one night and she told him everything. The boy was immortal and she was not, so they decided to stay apart."
The Queen looked at Elsa with sad eyes. "The child that the princess had was a beautiful baby girl. Her eyes reminded the princess- now newly crowned queen- of her past love. The girl's hair wasn't quite as pale as her father's, but it was almost the same. The one thing she hated that her father gave her, was her control over the winter weather."
Everything turned colder for Elsa. Ice was creeping it's way out of her emotions. "Y-you're the princess? My real father had powers that could control snow and ice, you had an affair with him and now I'm stuck with them?!" Snow started falling from the ceiling. Elsa's anger had caused another wave of ice to cover her walls.
"Elsa, I know you're angry but please calm down." The Queen said gently. "You'll cause a blizzard." A small winter wind had picked up, swirling through The Queen's hair.
Elsa kept her hands firmly in her armpits and started to mutter. "Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show." She prayed it would stop soon.
As everything died down, her mother spoke up. "I'm so, so sorry Elsa. It's my fault you have this curse." Elsa didn't reply. The Queen walked to the door and left.
Small snowflakes still found their way to fall over Elsa's head. Her legs buckled beneath her and she let tears run down her face.
Two Years Later
"...We only have each other. It's just you and me. What are we gonna do?… Do you want to build a snowman?" Anna's voice drifted from Elsa's door.
The funeral had been today. Elsa was pressed up against her bedroom door, trying to keep her tears inside her. Many layers of ice had piled themselves on the walls in her room. The cold wasn't so bad any more, but Elsa never wanted Anna, or her people, to find out about her powers.
There was movement by her window. Elsa ignored it. Her head fell into her lap. Tap, tap, tap. She looked up. A boy, around her age, was standing outside her window.
Impossible, there's nothing to stand on, Elsa's thoughts echoed.
"...A boy flew to her window."
"Impossible." Elsa said aloud. And yet, she still went to her window. Sure enough, a boy with sapphire eyes and hair as white as the moon floated outside her window. She used her gloved hands to open it. "Are you... Are you who I think you are?" It had been two years since she found out.
The boy climbed in through the window. "I'm sorry about your parents."
"You knew my mother." Elsa stated. The boy smiled at her.
"Yes. I'm Jack, by the way." Jack donned a blue hoodie, brown pants that were ripped at the bottom and no shoes. He also carried a frost covered staff.
"You're my biological father." She stated again. Jack looked down at his feet.
"Yes. But you don't have to call me father.. Just Jack will do." He looked back at her.
"I wasn't going to." Even though she just met him, she kept her distance as she would do any one else. She didn't want her powers to hurt him.
"You must be freezing. I mean, this whole place is covered in ice and you're not wearing shoes." Elsa gestured to his feet. Jack shrugged.
"The cold doesn't bother me." Elsa was stunned for awhile. Carefully, she took off one of her gloves. It was an odd sensation, she hadn't had a free hand like this in years.
Elsa slowly reached out and prodded his shoulder. His once plain hoodie now had a glisten of frost. "Oh! I'm sorry." She hastily put on her glove. Jack laughed.
"It's alright, besides it looks better like this." Jack rubbed the back of his neck. "Listen.. I'm not really good with the whole 'father' thing-"
"I'm not asking you to be my father, Jack. I buried my father today. You may be my biological father, but he was the one who raised me." Elsa said. "I have a question though. Then, you can leave me and never come back. Just as you did with my mother."
Jack looked shocked. He didn't let this phase him though, he said.
"Go, on."
"How do you control them? Your powers, I mean." If he had passed on his powers to her, she figured he might be able to help her keep them inside her.
"I don't know.. I guess when I need them, I summon my powers and they come. I've never really thought about it. Just let it go, you know?"
"Let it go. Let it go?!" A burst of fury erupted inside inside Elsa.
"Do you know what will happen if I 'let it go'? I will put everyone in danger. I could freeze this whole castle! No one would be safe if I let it go." It seemed as if all the cold and ice in the room had turned it's attention towards Jack.
A stunned look passed his face for the second time since meeting Elsa. He walked backwards carefully.
"If you want me to leave, I will." He said gently.
"Then leave." Elsa fumed. Jack walked all the way back over to Elsa's window. Before he flew out however, he turned back to Elsa.
"Elsa, if you need me, I'll help. Just believe in me."
"I don't need you, father or not. GET OUT!" Some of the ice that was already on her walls started flying towards Jack. Luckily, before it could reach him, he flew out the window and a cold breeze shut the window behind him.
Look at that Elsa, you're alone again. Just like always.
