Chapter 1

In a Little Town Called Arendelle

Some people hate the cold, preferring to stay near hot fires and under cozy blankets. Hiding from the crisp bite of winter winds.

Elsa wasn't one of those people. She loved to roll in the snow, making angels and building snowmen. Her sister, Anna, only helped to fuel her love of winter.

Jack Frost had never liked the idea of being a Guardian. He wasn't exactly fond of having rules and obligations. But, as he found out shortly after the defeat of Pitch, as the Guardian of Fun, he didn't have any major rules to follow. In fact, the only things that had changed were the facts that he could enter the North Pole without the yeti's throwing him out, and he wasn't totally invisible anymore.

At first it'd only been Jamie and his small group of friends. Then the word slowly spread and soon entire cities of kids knew about him. True, that was a little problematic, since Jack now had to be cautious about his movements.

There were still countries, mostly hidden away from the rest of the world and too small to mean much, that didn't know of him. Jack's new, self-appointed mission was to change that.

And that was what led him to Arendelle, a small country located somewhere along the coast of Europe, squeezed between two mountains topped with snow.

Jack drifted through the town, causing winds to blow skirts and send papers flying.

There isn't enough snow to do anything here. Jack thought. It was sunny and warm. Definitely not his style.

He was gliding silently down the main street when a rush of kids brushed past in in hurry that signaled something fun was going on. His interest caught, Jack hurried after them, trying to catch the whispers that passed between them.

"I heard the Queen is beautiful!" one of the little girls giggled.

"I wonder if she's nice?" another whispered.

"Well, why wouldn't she be?" a little blonde said. "She's letting us skate in her courtyard, after all."

Skate? Did they mean roller skating like in Jamie's town? Jack noticed the crowd growing thicker as they were funneled into a packed stream of people that were heading toward a towering castle.

Jack couldn't help but admire the wood work and pretty patterns painted onto the gates.

Soon, the courtyard was full. The people standing there all whispered excitedly and looked around. Jack followed their lead, when suddenly the crowd hushed, an anxious silence settling as the doors to the palace opened and a young girl stepped out. Her hair was bright red and her freckled face gleamed with nervous excitement.

"Hello, everyone!" she yelled. "And welcome to the welcome home party for my sister, Elsa!"

"Hm." Jack swept his gaze over her. Was this the queen? If so, he could see that she was pretty. Her eyes were bright and she had a nice face.

Not exactly my type though. Jack thought to himself absently. He was about to turn away when the girl's next words caught his attention.

"Now, please help me welcome, Queen Elsa!"

The crowd roared and Jack pushed his way to the front to see better.

Just as he made it out of the crowd, the door opened a second time and Jack caught his breath.

The girl had white blonde hair and her skin shone in the sunlight like snow. She glanced at her sister in thanks and hesitantly smiled at the crowd.

"Thank you." She said in a voice as soft as snowflakes and the sincerity was obvious in her tone.

Jack stared at her as she slowly dismounted the stairs, the crowd parting as she made her way to the center of the courtyard, her eyes widening briefly as she met his own blue ones, before being distracted by her sister tugging on her arm.

This surprised Jack. Was it possible that the pretty queen could actually see him? Jack gazed after her as she laughed at her sister's reassuring grasp.

"Are you ready?" the white haired girl named Elsa asked the crowd.

When they chorused cheers of approval, Elsa stamped her foot on the ground and Jack gasped again.

Ice erupted from the spot, coiling and spreading out along the courtyard in intricate swirls, travelling up the fountains and freezing the water in beautiful sculptures.

She can make ice. Jack watched in awe as the people began to ice skate, Elsa smiling at her citizens. Her expression was of relief, happiness, and a glimmer of fun.

Jack's heart fluttered with excitement and he shot up into the air, heading for the North Pole.

Jack had to tell the Guardians the news. Tell them about the beautiful girl with the amazing ice powers. Tell them that he wasn't alone.