A/N: Wow okay so um this is a story. I wrote this a little bit back so yeah I am just posting it. I really don't what this even is to be completely honest.
Chapter 1: In which there is a kidnapper in her dream
He stood there,with his dark blue piercing eyes, watching her. There was frost on the edge of the roof where he stood, each time his fingers met with the roof small bursts of intricate ice were left after the touch. His gaze never seemed to leave the small girl, he didn't even notice the marks he was leaving on the tower's roof. Even though he was told not to be careless and not leave behind any sign that he was there, he somehow knew that no one would suspect him anyways.
I mean, it's not like people even cared about Jack Frost.
The girl moved. So did he. She moved again, this time out of clear sight. He growled and shifted himself around, he jumped of the roof and landed with the soft thud of his bare feet. His eyes skimmed around the corridors but he did not find her. Then when he trailed a bit further he caught sight of her again, she was with another girl who looked a bit younger.
"Anna will you please stop following me." the girl with the platinum hair asked clearly annoyed by the other girl.
"What's gotten into you this time?" the chocolate haired girl then asked with hurt in her big eyes.
"Nothing, I just need some time for myself."
"You've had plenty of that already."
"Anna, go away."
And with that with one last huff, the girl by the name of Anna left.
He then prepared himself for attack. He clutched his wooden staff to his chest and slowly walked towards the girl.
Get her and then get outta this place as fast as you can, was the plan that was running through his mind.
His rose his staff and made a burst of ice on the little girl's feet, so she could not move. She screamed and the echo ran through the corridors and sent chills up his spine. She yelled again and he mentally slapped himself for not thinking this through. Of course the girl would make noise! He was so stupid.
"Dammit," he screeched.
He ran towards the girl who could not move and slapped his hand over her mouth.
"Shut up!" he yelled quietly into her ear.
She desperately flailed around and then she bit down on his cold hand and he cried out in pain. His hand was dripping in blood from her bite but that was the least of his worries.
A mob of men was nearing him and he cussed under his breath, he had to get out of the darned place and fast.
There was still ice around her feet, preventing her from moving and yet again, How could he be so stupid? He had ice powers, not fire powers so that was a shame. A really big shame. It would have helped him a lot in the situation at hand. With all the power he had, he lifted his staff and broke the ice that had kept her glued to the ground. The guards were already on the outsides of the hall, surrounding him. He held the girl to his chest and was prepared to fight. He felt a clawing at his shirt and suddenly he was hit was a burst of ice and was thrown onto the wall.
It wasn't his ice though.
That was what shocked him the most.
He was hit with another frost and suddenly he was on the floor his hands AND feet were blocked with ice, he was stuck. This was definatly not good.
The girl looked at the guards in utter disgust.
"I have this handled men. Please leave, and please don't tell my mom and dad."
The men stayed in their place.
"I said LEAVE!" she cried loud enough that probably the whole castle could here her.
This time they obeyed her and scooted off into who knows where.
He desperately rolled around and tried to break off the ice that pinned him down. The ice was thick. Too thick for him to make his escape.
"Struggling is pointless you know." the girl said nearing closer to him.
He looked up at here, shocked by what she had just done.
Her eyes met his. It was almost like a reflection. Her eyes were like bright pools of crystal clear water. Eyes that made you want to plunge in. Deep.
" Why are you here?"
"I-I'm here to talk to you."
"You tried to capture me."
"I know. It was necessary."
"You could have just done it a bit more peacefully- then you wouldn't be in this mess."
"Can you let me out?"
"No. I don't trust you."
He laughed darkly and added, "That's a good choice."
With all his might he tugged at the ice bound to his hands and legs and with all the pressure he put onto the thick ice, his hands were freed. Then he broke the ice on his feet with his newly freed hands.
She cried in alarm.
"Listen to me. I'm going to take you to a place where no body will find you. Oh but don't worry- I'll make sure to keep you safe." he said to her with darkness in his eyes.
"NO I-" she screamed but before she could say anymore he yanked her up, with his cold, freezing hands.
"Say goodbye to Arendelle." he laughed with a sick twisted tone.
The queen woke in a cold sweat. Her whole body was trembling and her breathing came out ragged and uneven. She had dreamed a strange dream. A dream where a man took her captive. A dream when she was young and dumb, and she thought she could handle things by herself. It was about a man.
The man in her dream had pale skin, almost as white as snow. His hair was even whiter and had frost stuck to the tips. His most memorable feature was his eyes.
His eyes were something else. They were blue. Blue like a bottomless lake. The one that no matter how far in you swam, you never reached the bottom.
She did not know where he came from nor what he was supposed resemble. All she knew was that he was no good. No good at all.
But the thing that bugged her was that the dream felt so real. She could feel his cold breath on her when she was being grabbed in her dream. She could make out every little detail that was engraved onto his icy skin.
He had freckles along his nose.
He was barefoot.
His blue, worn sweater was submerged in a layer of frost.
His lips were chapped.
His touch was cold.
Yet warm. His hands almost seemed to burn into her own cold body.
His eyes...
Nevermind- don't even get the queen STARTED on his eyes
She felt everything in her dream. She could feel his hands grabbing her and lifting her up, she could hear the dark tone in his voice when he said "say goodbye to Arendelle" It scared the living hell out of her.
His voice...
was oddly soothing.
She shivered. Everything about him, she could feel. She didn't like that. She didn't like that when he grabbed her in her dream, that she could feel the heat burning into her arm as she slept. She liked none of it. But oddly she was craving his burning touch on her body. She almost cringed at her thoughts.
She couldn't shake of the terrified feeling anymore and she sat there. On the edge of her bed remembering his eyes. How she saw a reflection, if only for a brief second or two.
She saw loneliness and pain.
She saw stress and worry.
She saw darkness and a dash of light somewhere in between.
Then strangely out of nowhere she says a name. Out loud. Right there, on the edge of the bed, with no one around to hear her.
She said a name.
"Jack Frost"
A/N: I don't know what this is...
But yeah...
Bye.