It was a long time ago, when King William of Arendelle rode out with his men to battle against the growing Northern forces. Together with his vassals and allies, they smashed through the Northern armies defense and captured many of their villagers and lands. But when they got to their castle, they were in for a surprise when spikes and spears made out of ice sprang out from the ground, spooking their horses and impaling many of their men. It was then, King William realized that they were facing against a powerful wizard or sorcerer, and was determined to end the war without further bloodshed by demanding that the Northern army hand over the culprit behind the magic.

The Northern King responded by launching a barrage of arrows upon the army below, King William feared the worst but he was taken aback when a shield made completely out of ice erected themselves around the army, protecting them. It was there, King William realized that the wizard might be a prisoner and ordered a full attack, his men breached into the enemy walls and slaughtered the defenders, it was in the deepest part of the dungeon where they found the Northern King and his guards frozen in ice and a cowering young boy. Despite his generals' pleas in executing a dangerous child before his powers grow, the King adopted him and named him Eric, and groomed him to be the next King of Arendelle. All went well until...

Arendelle

It was during the early morning, and the sun has not even risen yet, and twelve year old Prince Eric was snoring away on his bed. For all his life, he was told that he was not to reveal his powers to anyone not even the sister that he never had, but somehow, the young princess discovered it herself and forced him to play with her. He relented in the end and used his powers only to make snow in the castle's Great Hall with the King's strict supervision, but after a few months, the King trusted him and left him alone to play with his daughter.

"Eric...pssst...Eric..." a young girl whispered before climbing up on the bed and jumping on top of the sleeping prince. "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up." she urged.

Eric moved a little. "Elsa...go back to sleep." he said, barely opening his eyes.

Elsa tossed and jumped on top of him. "I just can't. The sky's awake so I'm awake so we have to play."

This time, Eric opened his eyes and used a little bit of his strength to push the princess away from him while smiling. "Go play by yourself." he replied. And laid back down, but only for a little while until he felt the weight on top of him again.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Elsa asked. And that question did the work.

Soon, the two royal children were racing towards the Great Hall, with Elsa pulling Eric along with her as she was young and the fastest while Eric tried to calm her excitement. Once there, Eric showed her his magic like he used to, only this time, he discovered more powers like turning the floor to ice and creating more snow than usual. His new powers impressed the young princess, that she challenged him to a game to see how fast his reaction was, and he agreed.

"Catch me!" Elsa exclaimed, while leaping from snow to snow.

"Got ya!" Eric replied with a grin, as he caught the young princess easily. It was going smooth for quite some time, until Elsa started jumping faster and faster. "Wait...slow down!" he said, trying to keep up his powers with her sudden quicken pace. He accidentally slipped on the ice he created and fell down. "Elsa!" he cried, extending his hand, shooting an ice blast that struck her head instead of his target.

The ice blast struck Elsa while she was in mid-air, and she crashed into a heap of snow and landed near Eric, who dashed to her side. "Elsa..." he said softly, "You'll be alright..." as he spoke, the ice around him expanded from just the floor to the walls and then to the ceiling, freezing everything in sight. He looked around desperately and knew what he had to do. "Mama! Papa!" he yelled.

The door then came crashing open. "Eric. What have you done? This is getting out of hand!" King William scolded as he rushed in alongside his wife.

"It was an accident." Eric replied, stroking Elsa's hair which was turning from brown to white.

The Queen picked her daughter up and gasped. "She's ice cold."

"I know where we have to go." King William said, pulling Eric to his feet.

With the help of his foster-son. It took quick work in searching for the ancient book that he kept hidden in the royal library, inside, it contained a map to the location of the trolls who could control and maintain magic. With the map in hand, the King together with Eric and an unconscious Elsa left for the mountains in the deep of night. But, Eric's powers were not stopping, he left behind a trail of ice that attracted a young boy sitting in the woods.

"Help! My daughter!" King William shouted to the trolls that looked a lot like rocks. One by one, they rolled side by side and stopped in front of the King, and parted to allow their leader to pass.

The leader took Eric's hand. "Born or cursed?"

"Born." Eric answered.

The leader then went towards Elsa. He looked at the King. "The power is spreading inside her. When, Eric struck her with his powers, instead of killing her, it transferred part of his power over to her which explains the color of her hair." he said.

"So she's unharmed?" the King asked.

"Yes. She'll be fine, but I suggest that we remove all traces of where she got her powers." the leader said, waving his hand over Elsa's forehead, and changing her memories of playing with Eric in the Great Hall to playing with Eric in the mountains. "But I leave the fun..." he added. "She'll be alright."

"Does that mean she won't remember that I have powers?" Eric asked, looking at his two hands.

"It is for the best." King William said, placing his hand gently on Eric's shoulder.

"Listen to me Eric." the leader said. Waving his hands as a scene begin to play. "You power will only grow. There is beauty in it. But also great danger. You must learn to control it. Fear will be your enemy." he added. And the scene ended with multiple angry looking people jumping on Eric which made him jump for his father.

"No. I'll protect him. He can learn to control it, I'm sure. Until then, we'll lock the gates. I'll reduce the staff, I'll limit his contact with people. And keep his powers hidden from everyone. Including Elsa." King William stated confidently, and that was exactly what he did. Eric was moved to his personal room, away from Elsa and people's reach, only the King and Queen were permitted to see him.

A few years passed and Elsa slowly discovered her powers but did not know where they came from, and whenever he tried to ask Eric, he would slip away and lock himself behind his room door. She was confused at his behavior as if he was hiding something from her, but she did not care, as she had a younger sister to look out for while her parents are away on an errand.

"You'll be fine, Eric." King William reassured his foster-son before he left.

Eric nodded his head as he watched his foster-father left, not knowing that this was the final time he would be talking to him. He only received the news of the former King and Queen's death when he saw the flag being lowered and the city in mourning. He wanted to go and attend the funeral but was afraid that he would unleash his powers and everyone will turn against him, so he stayed behind. Until, he heard a small knock.

"Eric...please...I know you're in there. People are asking where you've been. They say have courage, I'm trying to. I'm right out here for you. Just let me in. You're my only brother, the only one. What are we going to do..." then there was silent for a little while. "Do you wanna build a snowman..." came a softer voice. And Eric broke down.

As Eric was the oldest and a male. The court decided to crown him the next King of Arendelle despite not being the son of the previous King, the two princesses didn't mind and took a step back to allow their foster-brother to take charge. But Eric wasn't ready. He knew that when the coronation day came closer, people from all across the Kingdom would be gathered, and if he made one wrong move. Well, everyone would know his secret. And worse of all, he couldn't bare to look Elsa in the eye.

The day Eric dread came at last, he was not in a good mood when he watched the people shuffling in from everywhere, gathering outside on the bridge, just waiting for the gates to be opened. He hated it, but it was his duty, and what could go wrong if he put on a show? With a deep breath, he opened his room door for the first time, surprising Elsa and Anna who were just walking past.

With a deep breath, he looked at the nearest servant. "Tell the guards to open up...the gate.." he ordered, he didn't even realize he was yelling until all eyes were on him. He looked at Elsa, and then quickly switched to Anna. "You're not going to wear that to my coronation. Are you?" he added, before returning back to his room.

The two sisters looked at each other. And then back at the door. "Who is he referring to?" they both asked each other at the same time. "I think it's you." they added in unison.

Eric covered his mouth to contain his laughter when he heard the two sisters arguing with each other, he then opened the door a little bit. "Actually, you both would look wonderful tonight." he said, before closing the door. This time, he heard them laughing and he swore that Elsa was staring right at him despite the door blocking their view of each other. He didn't need to wait long before he was summoned to the Great Hall, where the coronation was supposed to take place.

Guards flanked his sides as they escorted their sovereign into the Great Hall, another line of guards with swords drawn in saluted formation greeted him. Dukes and emissaries from all across the Kingdom were invited to attend the coronation, his two foster-sisters waited for him at the steps to the throne where a priest holding onto the crown awaited him. With a deep breath, he stepped forward.

He knelt in front of the throne, and the priest gently placed the crown over his head. He reached for the scepter and orb that was offered to him shortly. "Your Majesty...the gloves." the priest whispered softly so that no one could hear. Eric knew that the priest was right, with trembling hands he removed his gloves and picked up the two items and turned to face the crowd. He waited impatiently for the priest to finish his sentence and quickly returned the items to their original placed and slipping on his gloves and faced the cheering crowd. Out of everyone, only Elsa was suspicious of his actions.

The time then came for the long party that Eric dreaded, but as he was the King, he had to sit through it all. He couldn't find Anna anywhere, but he could see Elsa chatting away with emissaries from the Northern Isles. He was so engrossed in watching the dance that he didn't hear Anna sneaking up on him. "Hey, how does it feel to be King?" she asked, nearly making him jump.

"Oh...hi...didn't see you there." Eric quickly recovered from his shock. He gave her a warm smile and turned back towards the partying crowd. "So...this is how a ball looks like..." he said softly.

"I wish it could be like this all the time." Anna commented.

"Me too." Eric replied, then his smile faded as he turned away. "But it can't." he mumbled softly.

"Why not?" Anna reached out to touch him, but before she could. He flicked her hand away. Shocked, and perhaps a little depressed, she took a few steps back. "If you would give me a minute, Your Majesty." she said, and sulked away into the crowd.

Eric watched sadly. "If only I could tell you Anna...if only I could." he whispered softly.

His thoughts were interrupted when Elsa went up to greet him. "Eric...I mean, King. May I introduce Prince Hans of the Southern Isles." she said, holding onto the arm of a tall man with brownish looking hair, dressed totally in white.

"Your Majesty." Hans greeted with a dip of his head. "We would...like your blessings. Of our marriage."

"Marriage?" Eric repeated.

"Yes! We haven't work on all the details ourselves, it'll take a few days." Elsa went on, and the two begin talking quite fast that Eric could barely catch up. She stopped only when he told her to. After explaining again slowly, did he understood but he forced himself to be strict and rejected their marriage.

"You asked for my blessings, but I'm afraid that I can't give them to you. Now, would you excuse me." he said, and walked past the two lovers. Hans tried to interfere. "No, you cannot. I think you should leave." he added. "The party is over close the gates." he ordered the nearest guard.

"Yes. My King." the guard responded.

Elsa charged forward and grabbed Eric's right hand, but she was too fast that she only managed to remove his glove, he tried to take it back but Elsa held it tightly. "What did I ever do to you?" she yelled, trying her best to maintain her composure. "Why do you shut me out?"

"Enough Elsa..."

Elsa didn't listen and continued. "Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?"

"I said ENOUGH!" that last sentence was the last straw, and Eric released a barrage of icy blast that turned into spikes that formed around him. He realized too late when he saw what he had done, and the shock looks on Elsa and Anna's face. The Duke of Weselton called him a monster and a sorcerer and ordered his men to seize him. Despite witnessing their King's power, the guards of Arendelle sprang into action to defend their liege. Without another word, he ran out of the Great Hall.

The two sisters looked at each other before giving chase. "Eric!" they both yelled, but he was too fast and afraid that he accidentally released an ice blast that struck the Duke of Weselton and his guards.

The people staggered back in fear at what they had just witnessed, and Eric made a dash for the fjord with his two foster-sisters behind his heels. He stepped on the water, and noticed that it turned to ice, without looking back, he ran across, freezing the water in the process. "Eric! Stop!" Anna cried, stepping on the ice, and slipped.

"Anna." Elsa was at her side almost immediately. She heard the sound of water freezing and looked up with huge eyes. "The fjord..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The two sisters watched as the whole fjord was turned to ice and snow begin to fall on Arendelle, surprisingly only Anna felt cold while Elsa focused her vision on the fleeing figure. "Eric...is this what you were hiding..." she thought.

With sad faces, the two princesses retreated to the castle where the people have gathered and were wondering why is snow falling on the courtyard. The Duke of Weselton was in the center cursing the King, damning him to be a sorcerer and a wizard to a flabbergasted Prince Hans. Elsa couldn't take the insults hurled at her brother and stormed towards the old man.

"Eric's not a sorcerer!" she stated boldly.

"He nearly killed me!" the duke argued.

"You slipped on ice." Anna said flatly.

"His ice!"

"It was an accident. He was scared. He didn't mean it, he didn't mean any of this." Elsa said. "Tonight was my fault. I pushed him...so...I'm the one who should look for him. Bring me my horse." she ordered.

"What?" Anna said. "You don't know what he's capable of...let me come with you or at least take a squadron of guards..."

"Eric is our brother. He will never hurt me." Elsa replied with a smile, and with a determined face she faced the crowd. "I leave Anna in charge!" she yelled, before slapping her horse's reins and rode out into the cold winter.

As she rode, she tried to remember what happened during her childhood, but whenever she tried to think, she only could remember playing with Eric in the snow but couldn't remember anything about his powers or how she got hers. A sudden rumble, spooked her horse that she fell off her saddle and landed in a pile of snow, she shook the snow off and watched as her horse galloped away.

"No, no, no, no!" she yelled, but the horse refused to obey and continued down the mountain path. "Okay..." she said, looking around. With a snap of her fingers, her dress transformed into one that suited winter conditions as she didn't want anyone to know that the cold didn't bother her at all. She glanced around, checking the surrounding landscape and her eyes narrowed in on an odd looking tower on the Northern mountain. And she knew that was where she had to go.

Northern Mountain

"Conceal. Don't feel." Eric kept repeating the words that the previous King had taught him before, but it was now useless as everyone knew about his powers now. He had erected a tower made out of ice on the tallest mountain, and his royal garment had been changed to one that suited a Snow King. But something inside him snapped the moment the Duke of Weselton called him a monster and a sorcerer.

"If it's a war he wants...it's a war he'll get." he said, chuckling to himself. "This is my Arendelle. It's people will bow to my law or they will freeze. It's mountains will bend to my will or they will fall. This is my Arendelle. It's people will do as I say or they will die. It's future will be as I decree or it will end."

He opened the door leading to his balcony. "I know what must be done, and nothing will stand in my way. I will raze Weselton to the ground, no matter what sacrifices I must make." he pressed his hands on the railing. "This is my Arendelle, and I will see it destroyed before I surrender it..." and with his blue crystal eyes, he smashed a figure of the duke into the wall as an evil smile formed on his face.

But inside his heart, he was bursting in tears. 'I'm sorry Elsa...I tried to contain it...but I can't...I can't control the curse.....don't come looking for me. I don't want to hurt you again...forgive me little sister.' he spoke softly in his heart. Unbeknownst to him, Elsa was only a few meters away to his tower, scaling up the tall mountain with the aid of her powers.

It was nearly noon when Elsa finally reached the top of the mountain where an enormous tower greeted her, she marveled at such a sight, she looked at her own hands and wondered whether she could form a tower made out of ice as well. But she threw her thoughts aside and ran up the steps, she froze near the door and with a deep breath, she knocked. The door opened slowly and she slipped in. "Eric!" she called.

"Elsa...what are you doing here?" Eric said, looking down from the second floor.

"I came to bring you home. Arendelle needs their King. And I need you."

"Go away, Elsa...you'll only make it worse..." Eric said, before turning away.

Elsa didn't listen and ran up the steps.

Elsa: You don't have to protect me. I'm not afraid!

Please don't shut me out again

Please don't slam the door

You don't have to keep your distance anymore

'Cause for the first time in forever,

I finally understand

For the first time in forever,

We can fix this hand in hand

We can head down this mountain together!

You don't have to live in fear...

Cause for the first time in forever

I will be right here

Eric: Elsa,

Please go back home

Your life awaits

Go enjoy the sun

And open up the gates

Elsa: Yeah, but-

Eric: I know!

You mean well, but leave me be

Yes, I'm alone but I'm alone and free!

Just stay away and you'll be safe from me

Elsa: Actually we're not

Eric: What do you mean you're not?

Elsa: I get the feeling you don't know

Eric: And what do I not know?

Elsa: Arendelle's in deep, deep, deep, deep...Snow

Eric: What?

Elsa: You've kind of set off an eternal winter...everywhere

Eric: Everywhere?

Elsa: It's okay, you can just unfreeze it!

Eric: No, I can't

I...I don't know how!

Elsa: Sure you can! I know you can!

'Cause for the first time in forever,

Eric: Oh

I'm such a fool!

I can't be free!

Elsa: You don't have to be afraid...

Eric: No escape form the storm inside of me!

Elsa: We can work this out together!

Eric: I can't control the curse!

Elsa: We'll reverse the storm you've made

Eric: Elsa, please, you'll only make it worse!

Elsa: Don't panic!

Eric: There's so much fear!

Elsa: We'll make the sun shine bright!

Eric: You're not safe here!

Elsa: We can face this thing together!

Eric: No!

Elsa: We can change this winter weather!

Eric: AHHHH...

Elsa: And everything will be all right...

Eric: I CAN'T!

Eric couldn't take it anymore as spikes made out of ice grew around him, preventing Elsa from advancing any further. He sank back in fear. "Run while you can, Elsa...please..." he begged.

"I'm not leaving without you!" Elsa stood her ground, refusing to move.

"Yes..." Eric with tears in his eyes, called upon his powers. "...you are..." he lifted Elsa up and tossed her out of his balcony, and made sure she landed safely in a pile of snow.

Elsa couldn't believe it. Her foster-brother had just thrown her out of his balcony window and made sure she landed a few feet away from the tower, so that it would take a day or two to scale the mountain again. "Unbelievable..." she muttered, as she tried to stand, she discovered that half of her body from waist down was stuck in the snow. Not only that, the wind started to pick up and blew against her face strongly.