Alice is the daughter of the late god of time. One day, she suddenly finds herself inside the world of Frozen (but does not know it) and that she is in the body of a seven year old. After being saved by 7 year old Kristoff, she follows the royal family to their kingdom and somehow ended up getting adopted. Read as she slowly adapts to her new environment and learns the true meaning of friendship, love, and family and how she searches for answers behind her strange dreams and flashbacks.

Pairings:KristoffxOC (Other pairings will be made soon)

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or any of it's characters, only my OCs.

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Frozen All Over

Chapter 1: Alice

How in the world did I end up like this?

Okay, currently, at the moment, I, someone now named Alice d' Autriche, am freezing to death as I stand here, under this pile of snow.

Honestly, I have no idea what happened. One moment I'm with my friends and the next I'm stuck here, having no idea on what to do except think and ponder on how the hell to get out of this stupid snow trap.

It had been two straight hours of thinking and self-contemplating about how stupid I am currently being by not being able to think of an answer but then I soon realized that I could use my beloved abilities that I cherish so much.

But then that didn't work either.

It seems that in this world, I don't have my abilities and is stuck as a damn mundy (mundane/human/mortal). It annoyed me to the core that I no longer had the strength to get out of this thick pile of frozen rain that had transformed into a huge pile of snowflakes; thus creating snow.

But what irritated me more was my current body. At that moment, I was currently trapped inside a 7-year-old child embodiment of me when in fact; I am actually 16 years old and not some kid. Why do you think I have such impressive vocabulary?

Anyways, that shouldn't be my problem right now. The most important thing for me to be worrying about right now is where the hell am I and how the fuck do I get out of this snow pile.

"Geez, if only I had my powers I could get myself out of here from this snow." I gasped mentally. That's not what I wanted to say. Well, actually it was; but it was more innocent that how I planned on saying it. Do you want to know what I wanted to say? I wanted to say this: 'Damn it. If only I had my abilities then I could get myself the fuck out of this stupid shit.' Yes. Sinful, isn't it?

But, anyway, I don't really care about that at the moment. I seriously need to get out of here.

And that's when it happened.

As I struggled to break free, something strange happened. When my right hand slammed against the ground, my surroundings suddenly completely froze up. Despite making my situation a bit worse, I understood a little on what was happening.

It seems, as though, that in this world, I have the ability to control ice and snow alike. Cool, I've never had this kind of power before. But wait, doesn't this sound familiar? The ability to control snow and ice…it seems as if I've seen someone else have this too. Must be my imagination.

Anyways, now all I have to do is worry on how to get out of this big ass of an ice block, which was formerly snow.

Just when I thought there was no hope left and that I was going to die due to hypothermia, a boy came with what seemed to be a reindeer.

He had shaggy blonde hair and seemed to be about my age. He seemed to be familiar, this boy. Have I seen him before? The reindeer too.

"Woah! How did you get stuck in there?" He asked, the expression of surprise clearly written over his face. The reindeer seemed to be surprised too. Strange. "It's a long story." I replied with a sheepish smile. "Can you help me, please?" "S-sure."

The boy then brought out a small pickaxe, which was strange attached to his bag and used it to at least break the ice.

"This is…going to take some while." The boy scratched the back of his head. "It's okay. As long as you can get me out of here I won't have to worry about being frozen to death." "Death?" Oh. It seems that I can talk like myself but just more innocently. Nice work, whoever did this to me cause I have no idea how to control my language. "You know, when people close their eyes and sleep for forever." "Oh…that happened to my parents when I was three."

I widened my eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—" "It's okay." The boy smiled. "If you say so, uh…"

"My name's Kristoff. And this is Sven." He pointed at the reindeer that seemed to nod. Wait, Kristoff and Sven? Sounds oddly very familiar…meh. "Nice to meet you, Kristoff and Sven. My name is Alice d' Autriche." "That sounds like a fancy name." "It does, doesn't it?" I smiled before muttering softly. "Too bad it's not mine…" "What was that?" "Nothing."

After a while, he was soon finally able to break the ice and I could finally move again. "I'm FREE!" I shouted happily as I jumped up and down. Because of that although, ice crystals began to sprout from the ground while sparks of magic flew around me.

"What the…" Kristoff was shocked and so was Sven. Well of course they were. It's not everyday that you see someone with magic; except in my world since magic is like the number one most common thing.

Hold on a sec, what if they hate me because I have magic? Will they call me a witch like they did to my ancestor when she was the only mage in the entire world? "Uh…please don't freak out or call me a witch." I pleaded softly.

Much to my surprise, he shook his head and smiled brightly. "I would never do that! You have an awesome superpower! It's ice too!" I smiled back; relieved he didn't hate me. "Thank you."

"Anyways, let's get out of here," He spoke. He then hopped on Sven before grabbing my hand and pulling me up to sit behind him. "Go, Sven!"

With that, the small reindeer ran through the forest. It was pretty fun actually. Maybe if I focus, I can make my own ice reindeer so I won't have to bother Sven that much. But I'll do that another day.

"Just a question," I spoke. "But why do you have a pickaxe with you?" He looked at me and smiled. "It's cause when I grow up, I'm going to be a professional ice harvester." He replied. I stared at him for a moment. For some strange reason, I felt happy when I saw him smile. I wonder why? Ah, well. Smiling myself, I spoke once again. "Well, I look forward to seeing you in the future then."

After a while, we soon reached the end of the forest and were greeted by the familiar sight of a nice, clean road. "This path leads to the kingdom, Arendelle." He told me. Arendelle? Yet another familiar name.

Suddenly, though, I was snapped out of my trance when two large horses ran past us. There were two people on each horse and a trail of ice seemed to follow after it.

Realizing that both Kristoff and me were curious, we both sped off and chased after the group.

Soon, we reached a strange valley filled with rocks and decided to hide behind a few. From where we hid we could see the people from earlier standing in the middle of a large circle of rocks.

There were four of them. Two were adults and the other two were probably their children. They seemed to be wearing royal outfits so I guessed they were the royal family. What caught my attention, although, were their children.

The older one of the two was a girl with icy white hair who seemed to be extremely worried for her younger sibling. Now, the younger one was a girl with hazelnut brown hair who had a long white streak of white at the side. She was lying unconscious in her dad's arms.

I don't know what happened but the sight seemed REALLY familiar. Where had I seen it before?

"Please, help," The King pleaded. "It's my daughter." Suddenly, the rocks around them came to life and what seemed to be the elder approached the king.

"Your majesty," He took the silver haired girl's hand and faced the King. "Born with the powers or cursed?" "Uh, born a-and they're getting stronger." The King replied.

The troll then faced the youngest and ushered to bring her closer to him. Touching her forehead, he spoke. "You are lucky it wasn't her heart. The heart cannot be so easily changed; but the head can be persuaded. "Do what you must." The King said immediately.

"I recommend we remove all magic. Even memories of magic, to be safe." And so, all of a sudden, pictures of the girl and her sister were projected on the sky. The older one seemed to have powers like me, based on what I saw in the pictures. I noticed that the troll was replacing the girls memories with fake ones, all which were them playing in the snow that was supposed to be created by her sister but now with them just merely playing in winter. "But don't worry, I leave the fun." He finished.

After that, the troll began telling the older girl how her ability will be a gift but a curse if she lets fear take over her. Noticing that since we had the same ability, I took note of that and made sure to follow it. Good thing I don't have that much fears.

When all that was over, the group went to return to their castle. As I watched them, I just knew I had to follow them.

"Kristoff, I'm going to follow them." I told him sternly. "What? You can't! They're the royal family!" He exclaimed. "I know, but," I stared at the trail of ice. "For some reason, I just get the feeling that I have to be with them all the way."

He stared at me for a moment before sighing. "Fine. But make sure Sven comes back!" I smiled. "Thank you, Kristoff." I kissed his cheek softly, which caused him to blush. Cute. I then got on Sven and grinned. "See you."

And so, I sped off and followed the trail of ice. "Sorry, Sven. For making you do this for me." I told the reindeer. He just snorted and neighed. "Although I have no idea what you said, thank you. I'll be sure you return to your best friend."

With that, we continued to follow the trail until soon; we were inching closer towards the castle. "They're closing the doors, hurry Sven!" I exclaimed quietly. At that, he sped up faster and we were able to pass the gates on time. Getting off him, I searched for the stables since it seemed like the most logical place to hide, especially since Sven is with me.

"Come on," I ushered the reindeer to follow me after spotting the stables and instantly hid before the guards could see us. The other horses whined and neighed and I knew it would catch attention. "Hide!"

With that, Sven and me hid inside the haystack, seeing as we could fit perfectly. At that moment, one of the guards entered and examined the area. "I swear I remember locking this up…" The guard muttered before locking the door once again.

Realizing he was gone, I exhaled a deep breath of air that I had no idea I was holding in. "Well, it doesn't look like you can get out now," I sighed. Sven grunted. "But don't worry, the moment morning comes I'll make sure you get out of here." I gently caressed his fur. "Until now, let's hit the hay. Literally.

And with that, we fell asleep.