Hey, guys! So thankful for all of you who read the first chapter, even though I just now realized that the format completely took out some words and messed up others! This is the first time I've ever used to publish stories, so it may be rough sometimes, but hopefully I at least fixed it this time. So please read and review, and let me know what you think! Thank you. :)
Sometimes, it would be years between his adventures to Arrendale. Jack still had to have his fun and keep winter going around the world. But he was there when it mattered the most, even though she didn't always know it. Because even though Elsa was still a child, she stopped being able to see Jack. Jack tried not to let that hurt him. He knew why it happened. He had watched from a distance as Elsa and Anna played in the snow, building their snowman. He watched as Anna, the impulsive 5 year old she was, jump from snowdrift to snowdrift, ultimately jumping too fast and being hit by her sister's icy magic.
Jack had called out to Elsa then, trying to use his own powers to stop the falling child, but it was too late. Jack watched brokenhearted as a panicked Elsa cradled her sister's body and screamed for her parents. As frost spread across the floor and walls, and no matter how many times Jack spoke her name, Elsa couldn't hear him anymore.
When the trolls took Anna's memories, Elsa saw Jack Frost as only an imaginary friend who had no more place in her life. She couldn't have fun anymore. There was only fear and pain that she had to conceal, or else her loved ones may pay the price. If she ever did hear Jack, Elsa just assumed he was a voice in her head. It killed him inside.
Yet still Jack watched.