This isn't an actual chapter but more of a prologue! This is just to give you the low-down on what's happening and to introduce the story and characters(although you don't need that because this is FanFiction not Wattpad). So Elsa is six years old, currently, and is visiting royal her uncle, aunt and cousin Rapunzel in their kingdom of Corona, Germany.

While on a late night walk with her aunt and cousin terror struck. A terrorist attack one would say broke out on all people who weren't of German blood. Unlucky Elsa, as a Norwegian princess was a target in this. Before she knew what was happening her aunt was being threatened for protecting her. A masked man had Rapunzel in his grasp, screaming that he would break her neck if the queen didn't hand over the other child. Elsa didn't want anyone to get hurt, especially her family, so in a desperate attempt to save her relatives she did all she could think to do. Run. She was fortunate enough to dodge all the attackers she saw. Sadly, she didn't see these two. She was cornered in a dark alley with no where to run. One man had a shot gun and sword while the other had a sword and dagger. Tears streamed down her porcelain cheeks. Elsa would admit it in a heartbeat if she could stop choking on her sobs! She wasn't scared. She was terrified. Just then two eight year old boys happened to be out on their own for the first time at night and were taking "souvenirs" back for their parents and decided to walk right where all of this was happening.

"Alright little girl," the man trained his shotgun to her head, "just sit still and it'll be over in a second!"

Elsa cowered in fear as she didn't want to die. She wanted to go home. Hug her parents and tell them how much she loved them. Play with her baby sister again. Play dress up with Gerda. She just didn't want to die! She blocked her eyes.

BOOM!
AH!

The man yelped in pain and clutched his right hand with his left. Warm blood trickled from the fresh cut in his hand. His accomplice examined the cut as Elsa removed her hands and gasped. The other man pulled something out of his partner's hand and he cringed. It was a small, thin blade, like that of a sword you would see a musketeer sporting.

"Hey!"

They turned down the alley, shocked to see two boys standing there. One was a brunette and the other had silver hair.

"Why don't ya leave the little lady alone?!" the silver haired boy spoke.
"Or what?!" said the uninjured man with a laugh.
"Believe me, you don't wanna test me!"
"Oh yeah?!"

The man advanced the boy, drawing his sword. He was ready, ready to bring it down upon the child's head and

CLANG!

The man staggered back for the boy already had his weapon drawn. The child lifted his sword high, and charged! He knocked the sword out of the man's hand as he fell on his rump. His friend, the brunette doubled back to help the little girl.

"Hey kid!" the injured man called out.
"Not now, old man!" he responded.

The boy perfectly aimed one of his so-called blades at the man's left eye and it pierced right into it. The man hollered and clutched his face with his left hand. The ruby red well-known body fluid streamed from the wound.

"Hey," the boy knelt down to the girl's level.
She didn't respond.
"Are you okay?"
Again she didn't move.
"Don't worry! We won't hurt you! We promise-hey what' wrong?"
The girl's eyes went wide as she pointed over the boy's shoulder.
The boy turned around, "LOOK OUT!"
"Huh?" the silver haired boy raised an eyebrow.

The man that was once in his clutches drew his dagger while he was distracted. The next thing he knew he was on the ground as the older male loomed over him.

"Think fast, gramps!"
"What the-SHIT!" the man turned around.

Elsa blocked her eyes in fear. The man didn't know what happened. It was all too fast for him. All he remembered seeing was the glint of light on metal, red and then black. Simply black. Nothing! The brunette boy jumped off of a near by barrel with his sword raised high. Closer to the man's level he swiped his weapon and-SLASH!-the blade connected with his face. Fresh blood was even splattered on little Elsa's faint blue silk dress. The man dropped to his knees and slumped over, dead.

"Now for you-huh?!"

There where the injured man once lay, was now just his shotgun and a trail of the infamous crimson liquid in little spots leading down the street. They shrugged it off and turned to Elsa.

"No use in wasting a perfectly good gun.." Hayden picked up the discarded fire-arm.
"Hey, it's okay!" the silver haired boy said kneeling down to her level like his friend did before.
She removed her hands from her eyes but simply stared down at her blood speckled shoes.
"Don't worry. Me and my buddy, Hayden, here will make sure you're safe!"
She said nothing.
"It's okay. I'm Jack! What's your name?"
She mumbled something they didn't quite understand.
"I'm sorry, what was that, snowflake?"
"M-m-my name's E-E-Elsa..."
"Elsa...That's beautiful..."
She blushed and looked up, into his azure eyes.
Then he saw it. Her eyes.

They were large and shone so bright in the dim lighting from near by street lamps and fires set by, well, who the hell knows! They were an brilliant shade of forget-me-not-blue and you could see that she had been crying. He felt something spark inside of him when he saw those eyes. He actually forgot what was going on. He forgot where they were, that his buddy was right there staring at them awkwardly, the task at hand, the situation. All he knew was her. That he wanted to protect her. Hold her in his arms and make sure she would never be hurt again. He felt something special when he looked at her. And he could tell that she felt the same. He felt like..he knew her... He knew that was impossible but he-

BOOM!

The boom of a near by shotgun snapped him out of it and brought him back to reality. He had to make sure she was safe. And that she stayed that way. But the only place he could think to take her was-

"HOME?!" Hayden shouted.
"Ssssshhhh!" Jack shushed him.
"You..want to take her...home to our place?!"
Jack nodded.
"Why," Hayden said almost like a sentence.
"Because...we can't leave her here...by herself...alone...in the dar-"
"Okay! We'll see what your dad says about her staying."
"Yes...!" Jack whisper shouted with a fist bump.
"Chill out now will ya! Let's get outta here before that one-eyed creep-"
"Courtesy of you!"
"Shut up-"
Jack laughed-
"Comes back with some friends! I can't fight them off now..I'm tired..."
Jack turned to face the girl, "C'mon! You can stay with us!"
She smiled, "Okay."

He took her by the hand and led her off into the night.

"Give me your hand, Elsa!"

They were outside a pub and the boys had already mounted two stallions.

Elsa looked up at him on the horse, "Are these horses yours?"
"Nope!" Hayden said matter-of-faculty while testing the reigns.
"Then isn't this stealing?"
"So?" Jack asked as if he could hear the judge laughing already.
"Isn't that wrong?"
"Not when you're a pirate."
"But you're not a pirate...Are you?"
Jack just winked, dismounted and lifted her up onto the large mammal.
"You guys are pirates, aren't you?!"
"Yup!" Hayden have her lopsided smile, "You'll see when you meet our parents!"
"Your parents are pirates too?!"
"Righty-oh!" Jack hoped on right behind Elsa.
"Let's go before these bastards notice we stole their rides!" Hayden laughed and the next thing they knew. He was off.
"Ya!" Jack flipped the reigns.
"Um..." Elsa continued to mumble something he didn't really hear.
"Huh?"
"W-w-what's your name again?"
With a proud gleam of his perfect teeth he declared,"Frost...Jackson Frost!"