A/N: Hello and welcome to "Waiting For an Angel"! Let me start by saying that this is very exciting because this is my first fanfic, and I'd also like to point out that I actually already finished writing this beforehand... cause I wanted to, you know, make sure it would be finished and I wouldn't leave people hanging... cause that would not be a good way to start my fanfiction career...
Anyway, a few things about this story that you may want to know: First of all, it's a little OC centric, I mean its mostly in Elsa's point of view, but she's about the only canon character that we see very much of. So if you are looking for something a little more "Frozen" centered... I'd still love it if you'd check this story out, but if not there are lots of other really cool "Frozen" fics out there that I would recommend. Just saying! Second, I should warn you that this story is a little dark and depressing so... again this story will not be for everyone! This is more for me than anyone else so if y'all don't like it, that's ok! if you do, then that's fantastic!
Now this prologue is in one of my OC's POV, but the rest of the story is in Elsa's POV. So on that note, and without further ado, I give you "Waiting For an Angel."
Disclaimer: If I owned Frozen, then this would not be fanfiction, so therefore, I don't.
A small girl with a cloak over her shoulders and a pack on her back walks through a little wooden house in the woods. She enters a room where an even smaller girl slept. The older girl put on a sad smile, seeing her five year old sister dreaming.
She loved her family, she did, but she felt that staying any longer would only put them all in more pain. Every moment she spent with her sister made her agonize over the thought that the happy moment could well be the last of its kind. And her sister knew it, too. What they all knew to be inevitable grew closer by the day, and she couldn't bear to watch her sister cry over her anymore.
Careful not to wake her sister, she gently kissed her forehead. Sweet dreams, Emilie.
She turned from the room without looking back. She crept through the halls so as not to wake Mother and Mathias. She slowly opened the creaky front door just enough for her to fit through and hastily made her exit. She quickly made her way forward into the woods without letting herself have second thoughts.
For hours, she walked on, praying she wasn't going in circles. She needed to get down to Arendelle so she could find a place to stay. She was growing weary and thirsty, but she was already running out of water and she didn't know how much further she would have to go, so she decided to tough it out.
She sat down by a tree to rest. She thought of Emilie, crying at her sudden disappearance. She wished she could have one more chance to tell her she loves her, but she convinced herself that she could not go back, that it was for the better, and hoped that one day Emilie would understand.
Maybe I should go back before they worry... she thought.
No, she reassured herself, It's for the best...
Snapping out of her inner war, she heard growling from the darkness. She stood and saw several pairs of yellow eyes staring at her.
Wolves.
She stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. She soon did the only thing she could possibly think of: run.
She knew that she was running away from Arendelle, but she just needed to get away. She ran toward the North Mountain, hoping that the steep hill would slow the pack of wolves that pursued her.
She ran faster than she ever had before. As she ascended the mountain, the wolves did seem to be struggling as she put a little more distance between them, but now she faced another problem. As she ascended the mountain, it became colder, and she was soon high enough that there was snow on the ground. She was not dressed warmly enough for snow; she was dressed for the type of weather there would normally be in May.
Despite the bone-chilling temperature, she tried to push herself on, as the wolves were catching up. She was getting colder by the second, and it was getting harder and harder to move.
Near the top of the mountain, she stopped dead when she realized she'd reached a dead end in the form of a wall of rocks that she certainly had no way of climbing. Desperately searching for a route of escape, she found a short tunnel that led directly through it. She glanced behind her at the pack of wolves that was still in hot pursuit and quickly made her way through the tunnel, praying that they would not figure out how to get through.
On the other side she slowed for a moment to catch her breath. Looking up to see where she would need to go, she halted at the sight in front of her.
There atop the mountain stood a castle, a palace, made entirely of ice. It glimmered as the light of the rising sun reflected through it.
She stood agape at the majesty of the structure, and she eyed the elegant stairs that led over a chasm to the door of the castle...
Suddenly something pulled her down by her cloak. The wolves had figured out how to get through. She screamed as loud as she could as she was yanked down and thrown across the ground. She slid across the snow and came to an abrupt stop when her head hit the rocks.
Her vision blurred as the wolves surrounded her, growling and bearing their teeth, ready to pounce. She had no strength left to move, as much as she tried to. She did not want her end to be like this, full of pain and sorrow. But escape now seemed impossible...
Then, out of nowhere, a large blast of cold, icy wind pushed the wolves away from her and into each other. She saw them scramble to their feet and run off, whimpering.
The darkness was creeping into the corners of her eyes. She was just able to make out a figure walking toward her from the ice castle. They bent over her, and she stared deep into their crystal blue eyes...
Then the world went black.
So firstly, I'd like to thank you for reading this prologue. (and for the record, I'm actually quite proud of myself for getting this far!) Please review, favorite, and follow if you liked it!
Now as I said before, this whole story is already written, and I've worked out that I'm going to (hopefully) be updating on Sundays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. If I know I have something and won't be able to update on any one of these days, I will try to make sure I let you know! ;-) And if you're wondering why I'm not updating every day, it's because this story is only 11 chapters (including this) and if updated every day this would be over in a week-and-a-half, and would be no fun cause it'd be over too fast!
Don't forget to review! ;-D
Read on, write on, dream on.- bandgeek63