A/N: My first fanfic. I know! I know! Characters maybe OC-ish, full of typos and wrong grammar, but pls. bear with me!
I also need to warn you SPOILERS ALERT! To those who doesn't watch How to Train Your Dragon 2.
And lastly I don't own Frozen and How to Train Your Dragon.
Prologue – The Warning
Elsa loves the Snow Day. It was an occasion made to commemorate for the quest of her Courageous Sister to return her back to Arendelle and anniversary when she finally learned how to control her powers with love two years ago.
Today is no different. Anna and her-soon-to-be-husband Kristoff are circling the ice covered garden floor. Her servants and the citizens of her kingdom are laughing. Everyone was having fun, enjoying the snowy day in the middle of summer.
Elsa's lip curled into a smile, her heart was filled with happiness, every time she brought beauty and joy with her powers.
"Queen Elsa!" A seven years old girl ran to her side, giving her a toothy grin. "I wanna build a snowman!" she said happily. Elsa let out a soft laugh, remembering Anna when they were still kids, her sister used to wake her early every morning to build a snowman and play with her magic.
"Okay." she answered mischievously. She led the little girl to the center of the castle garden and she was graced by warm greetings of her subjects. She just smiled at them in return. "Everyone, gather 'round!" she called the crowd enthusiastically.
She begun to twirl her hands together, snowflakes and white bolt of magic dance between her palms, earning a loud chant from the children led by Anna. "Do the magic! Do the magic!"
Smiling, the Queen throws the ball of energy high in the air. It explodes in miniature fireworks of flurries. Snow gently fell around. Everyone cheered.
"This is amazing!" Olaf the happy snowman exclaimed at the top of his lungs, jumping up and down.
Everything seems perfect. The trolls were right, her magic held beauty and wonder.
But suddenly dark clouds begun to form, gentle snows turned into hail and darkness claimed the land of Arendelle. Music of laughter died down and replaced by terrified gasps. Panic reign over the crowd and with a loud CRACK! Debris rained down.
Elsa watch in horror as a muddy white colossal monster emerged from the ruins of the royal castle. It let out an ear- shattering roar that force everyone to cover their ears.
Elsa felt numb with fear. She realized that magic leaked from her, without her notice. Quickly, she calmed and willed herself to stay focus.
Strangely, she felt a strong connection to the monster.
The beast stood tall and proud, it has massive tusk sticking out from the right side of its face and on the left side was broken and charred, like some explosive blasted the other half. Two huge wing- like sails run on its back, resembling the body shape of manta-rays, large spines surround its head like lions' mane and a pair of menacing red-rimmed-constricted-icy-blue-eyes bore on her. To her shock, the giant radiates a cold aura. It has power over ice.
She turned to order everyone to run for their life, but to her surprise, despair crashed on her like an avalanche. Everyone turned to ice, like statues. Everyone was cursed with the Frozen Heart.
Tears stream down her face, blinking them, she search for Anna immediately. It was almost impossible to tell where she is. She almost collapsed to her knees in fear. But her attention drifted to heavy footsteps behind her.
There was very large man, his bulk dwarfing everyone from her city, he has a long hair and beard tied in dreadlocks, long scars running across his face, he was wearing a heavy chainmail, a cape made from black and gray reptilian hide that covered most of his upper body, a pair metal boots, he's carrying an eight feet staff with deadly hook-points at both ends and his left arm was missing. Elsa knew he was dangerous.
"N-no! Stop! Stop!" Elsa begun to back away and almost stumbled. "Stay away!" she tried conjured ice but it quickly disappeared in white mist under the gaze of the Great beast.
"You are mine now!" the man declared in his booming voice.
"N-no!...no! no! no!" Elsa whimpered.
The man snarled, making his battle worn face look more scary and terrifying.
"I! The Dragon God! I control power! I control you! You belong to me!" he said in his harsh metallic cold voice. Which melt her remaining courage.
The giant beast let out a triumphant roar, fragments of shattered ice flew everywhere. When it is done, something caught its attention, it narrowed its eyes to her right and start to make a weird noise. Elsa heard Olaf shriek in pain, her head jerk from the direction of his voice. He was too far away from her help. Olaf start to hover and doubled over and begin to change, jagged spike begin to erupt from his body, like Marshmallow do when he is angry and he starts to glow with magic. And the next moment, a fearsome ice dragonic-golem with jagged crystal wings emerged.
The man let out a manic laugh. And the Snow Queen did the most logical thing at the moment, she run.
The next thing she remembered, she was walking aimlessly across the Northern Mountains. The storm is raging, causing her sight to obscure. Angry bolts of magic coursing around her, ready to be released. Her body ached, from tiredness. These things never bothered her, she lost her home and she doesn't know if Anna is safe.
For the first time since the Great Thaw, she felt alone and guilty. She let her fears to consume her and it caused her powers to bring the destruction of Arendelle. A self-proclaimed Dragon God attacked her kingdom to capture and control her.
"Elsa?..." She walked, deep in thoughts until she heard someone calling her name. She looked at every direction to find the source of voice.
"Elsa!?" it called again.
Twelve feet her front a lone shadow stands. Carrying a… flaming sword? "Elsa!" the voice was warm and soothing, clearly belongs to a man who seems familiar to her. It was someone dear to her.
She began to run forward. Tears escaped her eyes, and a feeling of comfort spread to her. She raised her arm to reach out, but she stopped suddenly and almost stumbled. The storm magically died down and the thick layers of mist descend to ground. Strangely she was now standing at the balcony of her ice castle and she's alone.
Far from the outside, flashes of purple light lit the night sky like lightning. An unholy high- pitch noise erupted from the clouds and a roar of annoyance shook the ground. With the flashes of lightning she could make out the shadow of the giant beast she saw earlier, flying and thrashing wildly, battling an unseen opponent.
"Not good" startled, she jump and turned to the feminine voice spoke behind her.
"Anna!" Elsa Exclaimed. But immediately realized she's wrong.
A girl about her age stands before her. She has deep sapphire eye staring back to her, she had roundish face much like her sister. Bangs neatly covered the left side of her forehead, braided hair rested on her left shoulder much like Elsa's, she possess the beauty of a princess but her outfit she wears tells she's a warrior. She wears a red sleeveless shirt, a pair of shoulder pad, a pair of fur armbands, leather skirt and fur boots, fur hung on her back, in form of hood and an axe was strapped in her side.
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter." The girl studied her for a long time. Her deep blue orbs were full of pain and sorrow. "I'm here to warn you." Elsa frowned but didn't say anything. The girl offered a friendly smile but Elsa could see her troubled soul.
The mysterious girl turned her gaze at the raging chaos outside. Her voice was clear and an eerie gravity filled the room.
"Beware, the enemies of the past together with the World Ender will return! They hide and work in shadows. They will seek your death and the curse of the Frozen Heart shall devour the world."
Dread made its way in her heart. All strength she had left her body, causing her to lose her balance and fall to her knees. Shocked, she shivered violently from cold. For the first time in forever, deadly cold pain burned inside of her. She breathed her hands together, trying to warm them. Failing, panic and fear claimed her mind, her heart beat faster, like it will stop soon. Her fingers went numb turning into white lifeless and hollow. The Snow Queen was freezing! A feat she thought was impossible. How ironic.
"But, fear not! For the second king of Wilderwest will come to your aid! And he will free you from your fears."
Then miracle happen, something scaly nudge her cheeks. The cold slowly subside, and for few moments she felt warm and relaxed. Sleep tried to claim her consciousness. She began to grow groggy, her visions beginning to blur. With one last attempt she forced to look around, only finding a black creature curl around her protectively. "What are you'' she managed.
To her corner, she heard the girl chuckled lightly. "A dragon" Elsa wasn't sure if she heard a hint of affection to stranger's amused voice.
"A dragon" she repeated and darkness consumed the world.
...
Elsa woke with start. She was panting heavily and her face was wet from the beads of sweat and tears rolling to her cheeks.
"Elsa?," Anna's concern voice called her.
Elsa look around, her room was frozen. Jagged ice pointed at her direction, snow danced around her, mirroring her mood.
With a sigh, she wipes her face and willed the ice to disappear. A very worried Anna entered her room.
Far from the snowy kingdom of Arendelle, a large valley known as the Valley of Living rocks, home to the Trolls, stood warm and peacefully under the stars. The inhabitants who took the form of rock are past asleep in the mossy ground.
In a secret cove, where only known to the elders. Two figures stand, quietly staring to a red glowing crystal. Swirls of Northern light dance around, forming a silhouette of the Snow Queen and a man, both riding a large dragon. The lights are beginning to dim, and the image slowly fades.
"The Queen of Arendelle will walk in another hard path" the leader of the trolls said in grave voice. He was Pabbie, a wise and old Troll, who leads his brethren for seven decades.
"Such a poor girl" A female troll replied in sad voice. "She's still young to carry on her shoulders the fate of the world" she continued in same concerned tone.
"We cannot change her Destiny, Bulda" the leader of trolls said looking away.
Elsa's life was full of sacrifice and grief. It wrench his heart to know that the girl's fate may end unhappy, the road ahead her was full of sacrifice, sorrows, grief, and death. But he know that the only chance to defeat the waking evil rest on her hands.
After a long moment of silence, Bulda asked her father with curious tone.
"Father what do you think about the Viking King?"
"I don't know" Pabbie admitted. "His destiny intertwine to Elsa's, either for best or for worst, only time can tell"
End of chapter.
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