The power Within
Chapter 1:
Elsa's POV.
I'm sitting in my room against the door. I don't know what to think anymore. Conceal. Don't Feel. Don't let it show...
I'm tired of this though.
I don't know why I can do what I can.
I don't know why I was chosen to bear this power. This curse.
What is this power? This curse? Why is it mine to bear?
What does all this mean?
I'm not strong enough to deal with this.
I'm not strong enough to figure this puzzle out.
I've tried to put together all of the pieces, to solve the mystery.
But I've failed to find the true meaning.
This power I posses, is nothing more than brilliant, or so one would think.
What is a blessing is also a curse. Neither good nor evil.
Nature was never meant to be controlled.
It is not a person, not something that can be manipulated.
But it is controlled. Manipulated at a person's will.
And unfortunately, it's my will that nature follows.
I'm no comic book super hero. Nor am I a mutation of a gene. I'm just me.
All I know for certain, is that this power is inside of me.
Strengthened through my emotions, intensified through my passion.
Concealed when held within. Broken in isolation.
Don't let it show. Don't let it show. Don't let them know.
I know I can't tell. I must conceal. I must not feel.
I cant control the curse. I can't control myself.
No. Stop. I need to feel. I need to understand. I need to know.
I need to trust. I need faith. I need to feel.
But I can't. I can't endanger those I care about.
I will not hurt anyone. I must keep it in. I must conceal.
I can't let them suffer, not on my account.
I won't hurt anyone. Though my power would disagree.
Unpredictable. Unimaginable. Unbelievable. Power.
My power. Mine to control. My responsibility.
It surges inside of me, runs through my veins.
But nature wasn't supposed to be tamed.
It wasn't supposed to be mine to control.
But it is. And now I don't know what to do.
No one can control nature, not entirely.
No one is strong enough to fight the will of nature.
No one, especially not me.
I am not strong enough to fight the will of nature.
Whether it be wind, water, fire, or ice. Or in my case ice.
It cannot be controlled.
Wind will always need to blow.
Water will always need to flow.
Fire will always need to burn.
Ice will always need to freeze.
Lightning will always need to strike.
No one is strong enough to fight the will of nature.
Because ice will always be within me.
Poised at the ready. Ready to strike.
If I don't release it then it will consume me.
I won't be able to control it.
I won't be able to fight.
Nature will win.
Because nature is uncontrollable.
Author note: okay Frozen fans. I don't know what I'm going to do with this story yet, but I hope you guys like this. If you want more, please pm me/review. I hope you like this :) I think I may put my own oc into this. suggestions for the plot? Or anything? Pm/review if you have any suggestions.
-Chinaluv