PROLOGUE:

A/N: Hi guys. This is the sequel to 'Shattered Ice'. For those who are new to this story, I implore you to go and read the first part but in all honesty, it's only really needed to build this story up a little bit and develop my OC. So, for those who don't want to go back and read a 40000 word story, I've written a little recap.

RECAP: Frederick is a specter (a unique spirit whose only purpose is to suffer due to the crimes they committed while they were alive) and his been living for nearly a century. He had many different powers including the ability to control ice and fire but his greatest power is to be able to see the future, all the alternate futures. He comes across Elsa and after seeing a vision of Elsa helping in the fight against a powerful foe, he decides to train her. He is there during all the events that take place during 'Frozen' and his hand in all those events is shown. *SPOILERS* In the end, Frederick and Elsa part ways and Elsa passes away a year later but that seems to be what Frederick wanted.

Again, I ask you to read the first part but if you don't want to, you have that little recap. Now, onto the chapter. Happy readings and leave reviews.

Spirits, specters, beings that have gone beyond the simple fabric of mortal life are not uncommon. These creatures are in abundance but they are not immortal. They live until they are killed and they can easily be replaced but there are a few that cannot be. They are known as the Celestial Beings and they have powers beyond comprehension... but they too can be killed but what is there that is more powerful than such god like beings?

Chaos.

Time had passed, a large amount of time. The world had evolved; wars fought, discoveries made, technology created and ideals forgotten. The world had certainly changed, at least in the eyes of Frederick who continued to roam this occupied world alone, only accompanied by his thoughts and memories. Memories of the life he once lived, the joy he once felt and the feelings he had of her. Feelings he still has for her.

Arendelle, once a great kingdom of prosperity and peace, now a region of dread and woe. Wiped away from the maps, the snow covering every part. This great kingdom fell to ruin a few decades after the demise of the late Queen Elsa when a snow storm that engulfed the kingdom within it's icy grip and that grip never loosened. The kingdom had passed directly from greatness into decrepitude.

On the cliff, that very same cliff on which he had spent many a night, he stood. His gaze was fierce but it held a hint of sadness and grief; not something this man would ever let show. He starts coughing.

There, in the middle of this grand structure, was a small round table. It was modest and no one would assume that it would be seated by beings of immense significance and influence. The said beings approach.

There were four. One, with his chin up and chest out, approached the table before anyone else. He was tall, his face tough. He had a large build, his hair white, his eyes golden and on his person was a large sword fit for a king, in this case a celestial being. Then another approached, a woman. She was also tall equaling the other and she wore a large gown that seemed to be made of flowers of all kinds. She radiated with a calm beauty but underneath that beautiful surface was a bit of darkness. The third approached, much smaller than the other two and the most oddly attired. He was a small, pudgy man with a humble suit and a bow tie. His clothes, skin and hair were of the same color: greyish white. They all stood near the table and turned their sight towards the 4th member. The 4th member approached and he was much different than the others. He was tall, like the woman and other man but he was covered in black but he looked human. His hair was finely combed and he held an air of arrogance and mischief. He smiled devilishly as he approached the rest of the group. He held in his hand a large scythe. Menacing and brooding this character was but the others looked at him with disapproval.

"What'd I do this time?"

Frederick stood at the precipice as the cold wind continue to blow at his direction as if it were angry with him but it didn't cause him to falter. He continued to stare at the kingdom. He raised his hand and rubbed the cheek below his left eye. He was weak for a minute, a small minute and it had cost him dearly but he needed to move on and forget his mistake, it wasn't going to help him now. It still hurt after so long.

"You know damn well what you did wrong!", barked the man with the large sword.

"Calm down.", the small man spoke, his voice was smooth and sweet but the other one just glared at him while the woman just shook her head in disapproval. "Don't tell me what to do, you are in no position to do so!", his head lunged forward as he screamed at the small man who did not back away. The man in black giggled. "Oh, just look at you two go. You don't need me, you already have your own little farce. I'll best be own my way then.", he turned around but the large man grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. "You're not going anywhere until you fix this!"

"Fixing implies that something's broken. Is something broken? Did I break something? Maybe I broke a rule. Oh wait, I didn't. I did exactly what was expected of me.", he moved his hands around to irk the man before him and to his delight, it had worked. "We did not expect you to create a monster, this abomination!"

"No! You expected me to act according to your whims but guess what, you don't control me. This is your problem, deal with it.", he smirks at the others who continue to glare at him. The man in black turned around and strutted away.

"He's a cocky bastard, your brother.", the woman interjected.

"Don't remind me.", the large man responded still staring at where his brother was.

"Now what?", the small man finally asked.

The large man turned around and his determination was apparent. "Now we fix this mess!"

Frederick continued to rub the cheek. That place had become an itch for him, an itch he couldn't rid himself of. It had become a tumor for him, always a hindrance, always stopping him from functioning properly. He had gotten used to it though but it's memory still annoyed him. He stopped rubbing it and lowered his hand as he began to cough violently. He covered his mouth with his right hand and clutched his chest with his other. He fell to his knees as he continued to cough.

He stopped coughing. His eyes were closed but he noticed something. The snow was no longer falling on him. His eyes slowly open and he finds that he was still on that same cliff but there was nothing around him. No mountains, no fjord, no kingdom, only darkness. Until there was light.

A light, brighter than that of the sun came pouring down from above. The light did nothing to his vision, he could see clearly. Frederick stood up and stared at the light with mild curiosity. Three figures approached; a man, woman and child. They extended their arms to him.

"Frederick, you've done enough, it's time to come home.", spoke the woman who had a soft, gentle voice. Frederick's heart tugged towards these people and he wanted to go with them but then he felt another presence. A heat coming from beneath. He looked down into the abyss and their was a large fire that burned with a ferocity that no man could resist. From inside the flames came the same three figures as above and they extended their arms to him as well.

"Frederick, you've done enough, it's time for you to come to the place you deserve to be.", spoke the man with anger and hatred. A voice that would make a brave man's legs weak. Frederick, still on his knees, looked above and beneath, contemplating his choice. With one arm, he reached above but the other trailed the opposite direction. The arms from above and beneath got closer to him and they were about to meet when...

A snowflake.

One single, solitary snowflake floated across from in front of his face and he was reminded of something important: he hadn't done enough. Frederick quickly retracted his arms and stood up. The figures from above and beneath disappeared and the place around him was no longer covered in a shroud of darkness. He was back in Arendelle. He looked around and took a deep breath. He looked above and beneath once more.

"I still have things left to do."

The board is ready, the piece are sets and the game begins.

I'd like to give a shout out to , Caedous and TheWildeFiles for being supportive of this story and I hope that this first chapter gets you a bit excited for what's about to come. As always, leave reviews. Ciao.