Chapter 1

A small red Volkswagen drove down the highway towards Arendelle. Its driver, a college student named Anna Bolton, hummed lazily to herself. She was listening to "Life is a Highway" over her radio. She wore a pink hoodie with purple pants, with her strawberry-blonde hair in two braids.

Suddenly her car's phone began to ring. She pressed the touch screen in the center of her dashboard. "Hello, you've reached Anna Bolton!"

"Hey, Anna," a male voice said. "It's Kristoff. Thanks again for keeping an eye on my apartment while I'm out of town."

"My pleasure big guy," Anna responded.

"I'll be back in about a month," he went on. "You know how it is when you're going to college on the opposite end of the state from where your parents are."

"It's alright, my next semester doesn't start till the summer anyway," Anna told him.

"Taking a semester off, huh? Can't say I blame you. A lot of people do that."

"Let's just say I wanted to get away from college for a long time," Anna remarked.

"I know the feeling," he replied. "Anyway, I have to go. Go to the front office and tell them your name. They'll give you my key."

"Alright, see ya soon, Kristoff." Anna said as she hung up.

Anna parked her car in the parking lot outside of the Rosewood Apartments building, walking inside. There was a young man sitting at the desk, reading a book. He had scruffy ginger hair, and wore a collared shirt, jeans, sneakers, and glasses. The nametag pinned to his shirt read "JOEY".

"Hello, My name is Anna Bolton," Anna introduced herself. "I believe I was expected?"

Joey looked up from his book. "Anna Bolton? Yeah, Kris said you were coming to take care of his apartment while he was on vacation."

"Yep, that's me."

"All right, then. Here's the key." He took it from his pocket and handed it to her. "Apartment 205. If you need anything, just let me know. My father's the landlord here."

"Thanks," Anna replied.

"Need any help with your bags or anything?" Joey asked.

"No it's fine, I didn't bring much anyway," Anna said, taking her suitcase into the elevator.

After a few moments, she poked her head out of the elevator door. "Umm, could you tell me what floor room 205 is on?"

He smiled wryly. "Think about it. The first floor apartments are the 100s, so logically, the 200s would be on...?"

"The second floor!" Anna chirped. "Thanks a lot!"

She dashed back into the elevator and pressed the second floor button.

She walked up to apartment 205, unlocking the door and heading inside. Kristoff had a pretty nice setup: a flatscreen TV, an Xbox One, and a small bookshelf full of movies and games. On the walls were posters for various movies, no doubt collected from the cinema where Kristoff worked.

"Nice place, Kristoff," Anna commented.

Anna noticed a post-it note stuck to the fridge. She walked over and picked it up, recognising Kristoff's somewhat messy penmanship. "Left plenty of food for you. Help yourself, Feisty-pants! -K.B."

Anna opened up the fridge to find it fully stocked. "Oooh yummy!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something written on the back of the post-it note. "P.S. The wi-fi password is b4dw0lf."

Anna smirked. "You clever nerd, Kristoff."

Anna went into the master bedroom, laying her suitcase on the floor.

She got out her clothes and other belongings and laid them out on the bed.

Once her suitcase was unpacked, she went back out into the living room and looked on the shelves for a movie to watch.

Anna then noticed the DVD box of Batman Begins and smiled. She always did love superheroes.

She turned on the Xbox, put the disc in, and sat down on the sofa.

She pressed the button on the controller and watched as the movie began.

About an hour into the movie, Anna felt herself starting to fall asleep. She hated movies with pretentious dialogue as they often tired her.

Just as her eyes closed, she suddenly felt cold, moist air tickling her ear. She slowly began shaking. "Jeez, someone needs to turn the heating up."

She felt the cold air again, then again a few seconds later. It felt as if someone were breathing on her.

She looked over her shoulder to see a girl a few years older than her sitting beside her, eyes fixed on the TV. Her skin was almost unnaturally pale, her eyes were an icy pale blue, and her dirty platinum blonde hair was in a messy braid. Her hair seemed somewhat wet, as if she had just taken a shower. She was wearing a ratty gray hoodie, a loose-fitting sky blue T-shirt, faded and torn blue jeans, and black winter boots.

"Ahh!" Anna screamed loudly.

The girl's head snapped around to face Anna, eyes wide in shock and surprise. "AAHHHH!" she cried out.

Anna then fainted onto the sofa, her eyes rolling into her skull.

Elsa stared at the unconscious girl. "Did she see me? How can she see me?!" She rubbed her temples. "Jesus fucking skateboarded off a cliff and turned into a pterodactyl Christ." She tried to pick the girl up to carry her to bed, but she couldn't lift her. "Brilliant," she muttered. She covered the girl with a blanket, then sat on the couch. There's no way she can see me…right? she thought.

xXx

When Anna awoke later that evening, the strange girl was still there. "Oh shit! It wasn't a dream!"

Anna curled up in the blanked and cowered in fear, "Please don't hurt me! This isn't my place! You can take the Xbox and the TV! You can even fuck me if you really want! Please don't hurt me!"

The girl stared at her. "You…you can see me?"

"No shit I can see you! Wait what?"

"That's not possible," the girl muttered. "You shouldn't be able to see me."

"Well I can see you loud and fucking clear!"

"How? This doesn't make any sense! That one guy's been living here for like a year, and he never knew I was here!"

"One guy? you mean Kristoff?"

She nodded. "Yeah, him. He was the first guy to move in here after my family moved out three years ago."

"Wait hold on a sec, who even are you?"

"My name's Elsa. Elsa Silver. Who are you?"

"Ummm, I'm Anna, Anna Bolton."

"Pleasure," Elsa said halfheartedly. She rested her chin on her fist. "I still don't understand. Nobody else can see me. How is it that you can?"

What do you mean nobody can see you? What even are you?"

She sighed. "How about I just show you?" She got up and walked through the wall behind the TV and into the bathroom, then walked back out. "Do I need to say it?"

"You're a ghost?"

"Yep. I've been dead for five years."

"And you've been haunting my best friend's apartment ever since?"

"His apartment? More like my apartment. My family lived here for as long as I can remember."

"Oh... I see."

"They moved out a year after it happened. Then three years later, that Kristoff guy moved in. Like I told you, he's been here for about a year now."

"So how did you die exactly?"

"I drowned," she answered. "I fell into a frozen lake when the ice gave way. And…something really weird happened. Ever since the day I died, I've been able to do this." She raised her hand and conjured up a snowflake.

"So you're a ghost with ice powers? That's actually kinda cool, aside from the whole dead thing."

"I don't know how I even got these powers in the first place," Elsa said.

Anna sighed. "Great, the one time I have a place all to myself, I find it's haunted by a reject from the X-Men."

Elsa scowled. "Wow. Right fucking here."

"Well, sorry! I didn't expect you to here!"

"Whatever. The bottom line is, you're stuck with me. I can come and go as I please, but I have to come back here at the end of the day. It's like I have this alarm in my head that tells me to go home when it gets late."

"Great, you have a telepathic curfew." Anna groaned. "Fine, I'll put up with you."

"Hey, I don't like it any more than you do. But looking at the bright side, at least you're a girl. Kristoff is fucking gross sometimes."

"I can agree there. Bastard was always picking his nose at high school."

"He still does. I've seen it."

"Ewww, gross. But just so you know, even though I'm a girl, I can be gross too."

"Yeah, whatever. Anything's better than that guy. Ugh!"

"Is masturbating better?"

Elsa shrugged. "As long as you close the door."

"I will," Anna promised. "Look, it's getting late, and I'm going to bed."

"Fine by me. I sleep out here on the couch. Since I'm a ghost, I don't get cold."

"Alright, goodnight, Elsa." Anna remarked, heading off to bed. She knew the next month was going to be longer, but she had a feeling that Elsa would make things worthwhile.

xXx

Author's note: And enter our resident fiesty pants! And Elsa with her awesome ice ghost powers. Also thanks for the really awesome feedback on the Prologue. I really appreciate it.