Chapter One: The Queen of Arendelle
You could hear the shouts from the edge of the mountains as the whole kingdom rejoiced celebrated the crowning of a new Queen. After three years of mourning, the people of Arendelle were ready to start a new.
Elsa looked out into the ballroom at her people and all of the guests from far off kingdoms that had come to celebrate the occasion and felt nothing but fear. She did her best to keep calm, but the terror of what could happen was still in the back of her mind and in the depth of her heart. The last thing she wanted was to hurt anyone.
I just hope I can conceal it… She thought to herself, shedding a single tear that froze on impact in memory of what her late Father had taught her.
Young Elsa, about ten years old, is crying in the corner of the frozen bedroom where no servants were allowed to be present. As soon as anyone suspected that something was wrong with the young princess, they were to send for the King.
The King went into the door. "Elsa?" he said, looking around for her in the room. As soon as she caught his eye, he went over to her side. "Elsa, what's wrong?"
"No, Father, don't touch me," she said, flinching away from him in fear.
"Darling, you won't hurt me," he said, trying again to get close to her.
"No, you don't know that. I don't want to risk it," she said between sobs, hiding her face in her legs.
The King took a moment to think, and his face lit up with a solution moments after. "I think I know just the thing, but you're going to have to come with me," he said.
She looked up at him with her frozen-teared eyes in question.
"Elsa, do you trust me?" The King asked.
She nodded her head yes, and the King put his hand out in front of her. "Then grab my hand."
She hesitated, but she took a deep breath and took ahold of her Father's hand. He guided her down the halls and into a room with a big fire place, a painting of her great grandfather, and a chest. The King the let go of her hand and walked over to the wooden chest with gold trimming and pulled out a pair of blue gloves and walked over to her.
"What are those?" she asked with her big, blue eyes gazing up at him.
"They're gloves, and they will help you with your powers, Elsa," he said, bending down next to her. "Anytime you think you can't control them, any time you want to keep people safe from harm, wear these. Here, put them on."
He gave them to her and helped to slide them over her little fingers. "See? You can conceal it, so you won't feel it, and as long as you don't feel it, it won't show."
Little Elsa grinned as she put them on, remembering the saying he had just told her.
"Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show…"
The memory warmed Elsa's heart, and as she looked at the gloves on her hands that her Father gave her years ago, she felt calm and at peace with herself.
I can do this...I can do this… She kept telling herself, giving her a reason to smile.
Then, she saw him across the room. The white hair, the pale skin, the blue eyes. He looked familiar...who was he?
Then, it hit her, like the snowball on the day they met. She knew exactly who he was…
"...Jack Frost…" she mumbled under her breath, and then she remembered that he was also the only one who knew her secret. He knew she had magic, and even had magic of his own. She looked down and started to back away, but as soon as she turned around she bumped into Anna.
"Oh, I am so sorry about that," Anna said apologetically. "But, you know how clumsy I can be, always running into people and things and whatnot. It's a wonder I can even dance without hurting anyone, including myself..."
"Seriously, Anna, don't worry about it," Elsa replied. "I bumped into you."
Elsa looked back over to where she had originally seen Jack, but he was gone. He had disappeared into the crowd.
What was he doing here? Elsa thought to herself.
As much as she tried to get her mind off of Jack and focus on the party, she just couldn't.
Anna had noticed that something was wrong with her sister, and she thought about ignoring it since Elsa was always quite reserved, but this was suppose to be a happy day. Elsa was supposed to be enjoying herself.
"Elsa, what's wrong?" Anna asked her with the deepest concern.
"Hm? Oh, nothing, Anna. I'm just not into the party, I guess. My head is somewhere else, but don't worry about it," Elsa said, attempting a smile, though her heart was full of only worry and fear.
"I wish you would just let me in, Elsa," said Anna in all seriousness. "I'm suppose to be your sister, but I never see you. You're always hiding in your room, we hardly ever talk or play or have fun the way we use to. Elsa, I've been meaning to ask you...what happened to us? I miss the old days where we would play together. Don't you remember? We use to have such fun when we were kids."
Elsa didn't know what to say. They had taken Anna's memories when she was still just a child, after she had accidentally been struck by her magic while they were playing. That's what really happened...and from that day on, Elsa kept her distance from everyone, trying to hide her fear and her magic from everyone. What would the people do if they found out they had a Queen with sorcery? They would fear her, and she didn't want that. More importantly, she would fear them and herself more than she already does.
Suddenly, a darkness came over the entire castle. Everyone inside stopped their celebration immediately, and became afraid.
"Elsa, what's going on?" asked Anna, getting closer to her sister.
Elsa looked around in fear herself, unaware of what was going on. As the room got darker, she grew more afraid. Then she heard the sound of horses among the scared people, and with every passing moment, Elsa grew more and more afraid, and as she filled with fear, the room got colder.
"Anna," said Elsa. "You have to get everyone out of here," Elsa said, taking a step backwards.
Anna turned to her sister, who she was having a hard time seeing. "What? Elsa, what about you? You're the Queen!"
"It's not safe for me to be here in this, Anna, and I know you don't understand this, but I have to leave before I make whatever is happening worse. Please, Anna, just trust me as your sister and your Queen. Take charge, get them out of here."
The walls on the inside of the castle started to freeze over, and it started to snow inside as Elsa was losing control of her own powers.
No, this can't be happening...this can't be happening...conceal, don't feel...don't feel, don't feel…
"Elsa, I'm not doing anything without you. I'm not a leader, you're the one who should be doing this…" said Anna.
Elsa started to walk away as Anna came closer, begging her to help with the situation, but all Elsa could do was run away.
"Anna, just STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Elsa yelled, and at those words, the windows broke, snow came piling in, and Anna came within inches of getting hit by Ice, which she could see directly in front of her.
Elsa turned around, saw what she had done, and left in a hurry. It took Anna a moment to realize that it was Elsa who had made the ice before her, it was Elsa who had made it snow, brought the cold into the castle, and it was because Elsa had these powers that she was scared to do anything.
"Elsa…" she mumbled under her breath as she put all of the pieces together in her head.
Elsa was running, holding her arms close to her body as she ran away from the situation.
"Elsa!" yelled a familiar voice from up the hall, and within seconds he was much closer. "Elsa, he's coming for you!"
Elsa didn't stop though. She kept running, until Jack had grabbed her hand.
"Elsa, he's coming for you. You have to get away. Everyone here will be fine as long as you get away. He doesn't want any of these people, he just wants you," said Jack.
"I don't care. No one needs to be around me right now, Jack. You have to get away from me too. I'm too dangerous," said Elsa, letting some tears get away from her.
She then jerked her hand away and continued to run.
Jack was able to yell a warning before she got too far out of hearing range. "Just stay away from Pitch Black!"
