I mean, the girl I once liked suddenly decides to fall for this pervert for no apparent reason. All I know is that she's fallen head-over-heels, and I go along. I guess I was so upset she didn't like me that way that I played into their little game. Now I see how stupid that was, making fun of the screams I heard in their room and pushing further when she said to go away.

I was in grief as well, but because she was in pain and because she wasn't mine. She doesn't need to know that she caused me pain, though, because if I say even a word to her that hints at Him she'll start sobbing all over again.

All that garbage about "I've forgotten about him," isn't true at all. Well, until that enchanting night when she asked if she could trust me. At first I was a little confused, because she knows I have always been there. When she said she loved me.. I.. was in total shock.

Elsa probably hasn't realized that I have an unhealthy obsession over her, but I do. And now she loves me back, and I can help her become a better person. Through thick and thin, we'll always be there for one another. Nothing could possibly get any worse.

I'm about to fly back to the castle, it's the first time I've seen her since she's declared herself. I'm a little nervous, and a little scared too. "Elsa?" I whisper in to the darkness. "Jack? How was your trip?" she seemed miserable. I automatically tugged her into my embrace, stroking her hair and saying, "You sound sad, Elsie. What's wrong?"

I felt her cheeks heat up at the nickname and she whispered, voice slightly wavering, "If you don't like me anymore I.. I won't make you stay here. You can go now." She jumps out of my embrace and walks to the balcony, staring at the sunrise.

I was really confused now. "Elsa, are you mad at me? What's up? You want me to go away?" I felt slightly hurt. "Did He come back?" I whispered, immediately regretting it when she turned to face me, "Of course not. I thought, you wouldn't like me anymore, since I told you.." her voice wavered and faltered.

I felt suddenly angered at the thought of ever leaving her, and she could see it in my eyes. "No, Elsa, I would never want to leave you. Not in a million years. And there's something I've always wanted to tell you, ever since we first met. And that is that I love you, Elsie. Always and forever."

She was quit for a long, long time, and I started to get worried. "What..?" I began, but I couldn't finish my sentence as my lips were suddenly very busy. I let my hand get all tangled up in her long, platinum hair. When she pulled away, she said, "Jack, I'm so sorry."

Confusion was the new normal. "Why?" I whispered. She shook her head and said. "Him. You. Me. Everything. I can't believe how much I've messed up, is that even possible?" she laughed weakly, and our foreheads touched.

"Elsa, I think you're perfect in every way, and I believe in you. We can fix this, start over a new. Together." Suddenly, her face flashed a series of emotions. Her eyes turned pitch black, no white. "I'm sorry, we cannot. Because my master is calling me. Pitch Black says, "My nightmares are ready, once again. Are your guardians?"

And with that, she fashioned a snowflake, stepped on it, and flew away. The ice was black, and something trailed alongside her as she floated away. I caught some of it in my hands. "Nightmare sand," I whispered, in pure terror. I flew to the castle of Arendelle.

Anna

"Miss Anna, sorry to interrupt you, but someone is waiting outside the gates? He says it is urgent, and it is regards you the Queen's health." Elsa?! What happened to her? I knew it, "Ooohh, no. I will be there right away. I ran to the gates, picturing blood and arrows and screams. What did they do to her?

Someone with white hair, blue hoodie and brown jeans awaited me. "Come with me, I'll explain on the way." he shouted above the wind. He suddenly grabbed my hand and we were flying. "Who are you? Put me down! Where is my sister!" He looked at me wearily and exclaimed, "Don't worry, I'm one of the good guys! And surely you recognize me as Jack Frost, winter spirit! We need to save your sister."

On the way he told me this bizarre story about Fredrik and ice powers and Guardians and Pitch Black. Even muttering his name sent a cold chill down my spine, and I remembered: the liquid. "There was this juice Fred pumped into Elsa's veins! It was black, and every time she drank it she would become meaner, and fall for Fredrik more and more."

The look in Jack's eyes at that moment were.. let's just say, if looks could kill, that would be the equivalent of a nuclear missile. "Jack?" I asked timidly, for he was muttering to himself. "There's something you should know about me, especially as you're Elsa's sister." he said slowly, and I was getting more and more anxious. "What?!" I groaned.

"I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with her."