Never See You Again

By ChibiNagisaSakura

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Chapter 4. Ice and Snow

The two men stood outside my bedroom. They thought I could not hear, but they were wrong. I put my ear to the door and listen to their speech on my great matter. One of the voices belonged to the man I called Father, sir, His Majesty, my King. Who he was talking to I did not know. Most likely one of the higher ups I'd come to know in the near future.

"See to it my daughter, the Princess Elsa does not leave her chamber. Not now, not ever! Her grace is to stay in the chamber and never leave until I have said so. Do you understand?"

"Yes your majesty." the man replied back.

I weep hanging onto the door handle at this. I know what is done is done and I can not go back in time to fix it. My poor dear sister, the Princess Anna had been struck by my own powers and near to death.

"Papa,"

The voice struck a chord with me as I heard the high pitch of the Princess giggle.

"Ah, my lady." I can tell he bent over to her to show respect. "What brings you here."

"I want to see Elsa Papa. I want to go play with her like we always do. Hey, why's that man here at Elsa's door?"

"You are no longer to see your sister."

"But-"

"No. Not yet. Soon, hopefully. But not yet."

After that, the man stood by my door for months and eventually left. I wore gloves. My father and mother told me I was free to leave my room now that I had it all under control. But I didn't. I knew I didn't. Deep down inside I knew it was fear from the truth. I am a danger, I am a monster and I shall stay in this room of mine to protect the innocent lives of those around me. I do not deserve to live on this world.

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BANG!

Our bodies that were stuck on the wall now hit the floor. I can't feel a thing. No feeling but the pain that makes it way up on my body. Every breath, every jolt surges though me in agony.

A whimper escapes my lips as I lie motionless on the floor. What was that? Did my eyes deceive me or did I see a boy flying straight for me? Blinking my eyes open I look up at the now standing stranger in my chambers. His hair and skin white as snow and eyes pale blue as ice- he's a lot like me in fact!

"Ouch." he mutters rubbing his hand before using his foot to kick up his staff to his hands.

I struggle to get up and trip over my long nightgown falling back to the ground. Panic. Panic. It's all I feel. Why? Why? Why is he here? Who is he? Oh God, oh God! What do I do? If things couldn't get worse, the wood where my hands touch turn freeze over.

"AAAHHH!" I scream out of mind. "NO! NO!"

The boy I look into his eyes and they widen in shock. He now knows! What do I do. I don't understand at all! This can't be right! Oh God, please take me away from this world you put me in! Why isn't he backing off.

"Well," he says still staring at me, "that was unexpected."

Silence. I turn my head to the side. Did he really just say that?

"What?" I question his statement.

"Well...it was really unexpected. I didn't expect that to happen. But...let's just forget all that."

"Forget it?" Did he really just tell me to forget I have powers?

"You can see me? You can hear me? You can feel me? I'm not hallucinating am I, it wouldn't be the first time." He comes over and touches my face with his filthy fingers.

"Are you mad?!"

"Now that is a good question." he laughs.

"I create ice and snow and the only thing you're more concerned with is the fact that I can see you, hear you and indeed feel you. Oh God." I turn and put a hand on my head. "Maybe I hit the wall too hard."

"That would actually explain a lot for me too. So...you can actually see me?"

I give him a very angry look. He stays quiet but his mouth falls and his eyes widened and his eyebrows goes up and he walks funny away.

"Look here now. You should leave this room immediately for your own benefit. I don't want to hurt anyone here. Not today, not ever!"

"You speak very proper yeno." He points out. "I'm Jack, Jack Frost."

I just stare at him. Why isn't he taking me seriously? He stares back. I can't help it. I had to stay there looking in his eyes. It's like they beg me not to look away. What are they trying to say?

He starts to circle his head a little nodding.

"I believe this is the part where you tell me your name."

"Oh," I stand up instantly and brush myself down before clearing my throat. I lift up the sides of my night dress and keep my back straight. "Princess Elsa of Arendelle, sir."

"Well now, a Princess. This kinda explains a lot. Kinda." He mutters the last two sentences. "So you create snow and ice?"

I'm in shock. My body stiffens and it's hard to breathe. I glance over at the door before running over to the boy with all the speed I had in me. I clasp my hand over his mouth and hush him.

"Do be quiet good sir or we maybe caught." I keep my eyes locked on the door heavily panting with anxiety.

I feel his hand touch mine. The shivers I feel tingle all over. He smiles a kind smile, not frightened either. His eyes never leave mine. The boy named Jack rubs his two hands together before blowing a soft breeze into it. Out of nowhere, a snowflake floats. It steadies itself and gently eases its way over to me. Naturally my head goes back as it closes in on me. Not able to go back anymore, my eyes shut instinctively. It bursts into sparkles and stars as it brushes against my nose, almost as if it were a bubble.

I flutter my eyes open and lean my head forward to his.

"I'm confused." I whisper softly.

The more I lean forward the more he leans back looking more and more comfortable. His eyes move back and forth from mine to the floor behind him. Unable to lean anymore forward, I can hear his shaky breathing. I hear him gulp. I heart his heart. Thump, thump. Thump, thump. Thump, thump...

We're so close yet the closer I look, the more I can not find the answers, meaning the more I'm confused.

"Why are you confused?" He croaks nervously.

"Do it again." I still whisper nodding my head, urging him to go on.

He lifts up his hand and stretches it out till the tips touch my nose. I concentrate on his palm. With another slow and gentle blow, a snowflake forms as it moves to the top of my nose. It bursts.

Jack carefully sits back and goes onto his knees so we are face to face but not so that I'm near on top of him.

"You have magic too?" I question leaning my head a little forward.

"Yes."

"Can you control them?"

"Yes."

"Can you show me how?"

"Yes."

"How?"

He lifts up his hand and hovers it up in front of me. I question it with my eyes. He nods. Carefully I lift up my hand. I look at it. Pull my glove off. I'm still unsure. Still so frightened. I poke his palm with my index finger. A blue spark bursts out sending me backwards in gasps.

"Don't be scared." He assures me, hand still out.

I sit up. With complete care and anxiety, I placed my hand into his and spread out my fingers till they aline with his. Blue shimmering dust flows out between our hands and rotates around it as if pixies were real and circling our hands. I couldn't help but let out a laugh of amazement. The circle began to twist upwards to the ceiling.

"It's beautiful." I murmur staring up.

"I know." He stares at me.

I look back and smile. The heat rose to my cheeks. A faint blush formed.

"But...how?"

"I don't know. I've never seen this before in my life."

"Then...how did you know?"

He looks up and then stares back into my eyes and gives a smile.

"I just knew."

A smile spread across my lips and I felt the heat rise back up to my cheeks. I just met this person. This boy. Yet he doesn't seem like a normal stranger or a normal boy. Obviously of course he can control snow and...fly...but, I still having a feeling of comfort near him. A sense of belonging here. I no longer feel alone. Was this another type of magic?

A giggle escapes my mouth and as a reflex my hand hand goes straight to my mouth to hide my smile.

A faint creaking noise came from behind me as I giggled. I turn slowly round with a smile still on my face. It didn't last long. The joy and happiness vanished in half a second. My smile dropped in to a frown and my eyebrows arch down with anxiety and panic.

"Dad..."

He looks down at me in shame and horror. I look around the room to see the magic disappearing and being replaced with the ice that spread out around me, crawling along the floorboards and climbing up the walls, making stars on the glass windows.

"I have tried to help you control your powers, I have tried to protect Anna from you, I have tried to protect others from you, and I have tried to protect yourself from you. I thought you had controlled your powers and ready to go outside. Yet here you are, Messi g and playing with magic!" He raises his voice at the last part.

"Papa, I..."

"WHEN WILL YOU LEARN MAGIC IS NOT A TOY!? IT'S POWERFUL AND DANGEROUS AND SHOULDN'T EXIST! MOST PEOPLE WOULD EXECUTE YOU FOR WITCHCRAFT, SORCERY...WHY CAN'T YOU LEARN AND BE MORE CAREFUL AND SENSIBLE!?" He couldn't stress, or yell any louder.

"I am sorry..." I murmur in shame.

He sighs and bends down to my level. He places a hands on the sides of my neck and slowly raises them to my cheeks and cups my face, moving it up so my eyes can meet his.

"I only want you safe. When I am gone, you will be Queen and I want them to love you as the beautiful and kind person you are but they won't understand your powers and will end up fearing you and I don't want that. I want you and everyone e around to be safe." With his thumb he rubs away the tear that trickles down my face. He gives a long sigh. "I love you so much." He hugs me.

"I love you too Papa." I sob.

He lifts me away from him and caresses my face and runs his fingers around my head.

"You're my good girl."

I nod and he leaves shutting the door slowly.

He's right. I am a monster. I need to be away from everyone to protect them. I can' twit here losing to my mind with a boy...

I sat up straight. Eyes wide. Something wasn't right. When my father walked in he reacted to my powers but...

I turn around slowly to the boy whom I was just talking to. The boy who is known as Jack Frost. He's still there looking at me, sad. When he sees my shocked face, his face distorts to a confused one. "What?" He simply asks.

"My father was just in here..."

"Yes. I was here to see it unfortunately."

"Precisely."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stay during that."

"Well yes but...no." I get closer to him suspiciously. "He was here yelling at my powers yet...he didn't ask or even noticed I had a boy, a stranger in my bedroom. Why didn't he see you?"

Silence. No reply. He simply looked away and rubbed the back of his head.