The Cursed Cycle
A Frozen and Rise of the Guardians Fanfic
JELSA
A/N: Here's chapter 5. I'm much more content with this one than the previous one. Anyway, thanks for reading.
Disclaimer: Disney owns Frozen and DreamWorks owns Rise of the Guardians. The plot is loosely derived from the book trilogy 'Fallen' by Lauren Kate. Basically, the reincarnation thing there. Image is "You Don't Need to Be Alone Anymore - WIP" by Lehanan on DeviantArt.
Here we are again
Back to square one
Everything's in vain
Pain has already won
It has all been decided
We cannot be
But without spilling red
We can still flee
I know places we can hide
Away from the darkness
Please don't cast me aside
Don't leave me a mess
Don't break me like a promise
Because with you I fell
Don't be so cruel saying you're honest
Because I know it all too well
Chapter Six: All Too Well
| Burgess, Pennsylvania, Burgess High School |
| April 2021 |
"How… How do you know him?" Elsa asked as she stood up, hands on her desk. The rays of the sun were invading the room through the windows.
Jamie took a deep breath. "I could ask you the same thing, Ms. Williams." He folded his arms. "Actually, he's been acting strange. I don't know what's going on with him."
"What?"
"He's been acting different ever since…"
Before he could finish, another teacher knocked on the door and entered. Jamie recognized her as his Spanish teacher, Mrs. Lopez. "Ms. Williams, all of the teachers are being called for a meeting about tomorrow's field trip."
Elsa pursed her lips before replying, "I'll be right there."
As Mrs. Lopez left, Elsa looked at Jamie. "This is between us only," she said. Jamie nodded.
| Arendelle's Royal Palace, The Ballroom |
| December, 1845 |
"Happy birthday, Elsa!" Anna hugged her sister tightly. "What do you think of the party I planned out?" She asked eagerly as she let go of the embrace, her hands on Elsa's shoulders.
The entire ballroom was decorated in different shades of blue. The railings were covered in light and dark blue garlands, twisted and intertwined. A swan ice sculpture was on the table in the middle of all the different food being served, with different chocolate based sweets were served as the main desserts. People from the kingdom and people from outside of the kingdom were mingling and dancing together merrily. Everything seemed perfect.
Elsa smiled at her sister. "I think you did amazing, Anna. This is all very sweet of you to do. Thank you," she replied.
Anna grinned. "It was absolutely no problem!"
"Now, that is a lie," Kristoff cut in causing Elsa to stifle a snicker.
Pouting, the Princess of Arendelle punched his arm. "Hey! Yeah, there were some problems with the preparations and the invitations, but it all ended well."
The queen was enjoying looking at the two playfully bicker, but due to that sight; she wondered where one specific person was. Anna stole a quick glance at her sister, and a smirk appeared on her face. "If you're looking for you-know-who, then you'll be able to find him on your balcony," Anna said.
Elsa looked at her sister, eyes slightly widened, but it softened. She always knew what she was thinking. Sometimes, it scared her. "Thank you," she said. "Excuse me for a moment." With that, the queen walked towards the exit of the ballroom, heading to her quarters.
"What was that about?" Kristoff asked.
"It was something," Anna answered, smiling at him.
| Arendelle's Royal Palace, the Queen's Quarters, Balcony |
| December 1845 |
She walked slowly out of her room and onto the balcony, staring mindlessly at the night sky. The stars seemed to shine brighter that night. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. The cool, night air tingled her pale skin. That night was almost perfect.
"Taking a break from the festivities, Your Majesty?" His dulcet voice sends her in a short trance. Its deep, mellifluous tone always affected her in one shape, way, or form. He, himself, affected her. He was leaning against the wall, holding his staff. "Or were you just looking for someone?" He raises a brow and smirked.
She smirked back. "Your cockiness never ceases to amuse me, Mr. Frost," she said. "And might I say, I'm pleasantly surprised that you actually went out of your way to wear a suit."
He was wearing a white suit, outlined by the color gold. His hair, though, was still in a mess of white. Nevertheless, he still looked handsome. He shrugged. "Well, tonight, I had a reason to. You, by the way, look gorgeous, as always."
Her hair was tied in a half ponytail. The ends of her hair were curled. She was wearing a dark blue strapless satin ball gown. Delicately placed diamonds were placed on the bodice, forming snowflakes. The dress flowed down to the floor; a slit that ended mid-thigh exposed her long, toned legs. Jack frowned at that. Walking towards her, his right hand caressed her cheek, while the other went down to the fabric around the slit. "But I can't say I'm very happy about you exposing so much leg. Quite a brave queen you are."
"As you've always said, 'If you have it, flaunt it.' Right?" She looked into his eyes, drowning in the pools of blue.
"Touché," he looked back at her, staring back into her own orbs. A smile formed on his lips. "Happy birthday, El."
She smiled. "Thank you."
"And, of course, it is customary for me to give you a gift." His hand went into his pocket.
She looked at him, curious. "You know you don't have to."
"Yeah, but I wanted to." He smiled. In his hand was a necklace. The pendant was a snowflake made of ice.
"Jack, it's beautiful," she said, staring at it. "But wouldn't it melt?"
"No," he replied. "I worked hard on it. I also had a little help on making sure it won't melt."
She raised a brow. "From who?"
He put his index finger on his lips. "That's a secret. Now, would you give me the honor of putting this on you?"
Without saying a word, she turned around. As he put it around her neck, she touched the pendant and smiled. "Thank you."
He smiled as well as she turned around to face him. He leaned in and kissed her, hands on her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning into the kiss.
"So, I think it's about time you head back to the party," he said after they broke the kiss. "It wouldn't be proper if the Queen of Arendelle is missing at her own birthday party."
"You sound like you want me to go," she replied.
"Of course, I don't. But then again, it's also about time for me to give some snow days." He hugged her. "Duty calls for the both of us."
Sighing, she hugged back. "I guess so."
Letting go of the embrace, he gave her a chaste kiss. "I'll see you soon."
| Burgess, Pennsylvania, Elsa and Annabelle's Residence |
| April 2021 |
She woke up, eyes widened. She felt like she was going insane. It was still him! Why in the world would she be dreaming about him? Why was it always him? Another thing made her wonder. 'Arendelle..?' Elsa thought. Then it struck her. That day was when the school was heading to the museum which was holding an exhibit, an exhibit about the lost kingdom of Arendelle.
Sighing, she stood up, made the bed, and walked to the bathroom for a shower. While taking her clothes off, her mind was in a daze. 'That dream… It seemed so real, but it can't be. It just can't.' She shook her head as she walked into the shower and turned the knob. Unknowingly, the glass wall that isolated the shower from the rest of the bathroom from the shower was frozen. Patterns made out of ice danced on the glass. Elsa bit her lip.
After changing into her clothes, a white blouse and a black pencil skirt matched with a pair of black pumps, she walked into the kitchen, seeing Annabelle eating breakfast.
"Good morning," Annabelle smiled.
Elsa saw an image of the girl who was also in her dream. She looked just like Annabelle. "Oh, um, good morning," she said, trying to seem as normal as she could.
"So, you excited for the exhibit? I heard they managed to get some artifacts!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! I mean, wouldn't it be cool to see things that were actually owned by royalty."
Elsa nodded. Somehow, she thought that maybe some of her questions will be answered there.
| Grim Reaper's Lair |
| April 2021 |
Jack walked through the dark halls, staff in hand. "Grim!"
On cue, the Grim Reaper appeared in front of him. Contrary to popular belief, the Grim Reaper was not made out of bones. He had tan skin and dark raven hair, looking like a young human adult. He was quite tall, and muscular, as well. He did, though, wear a black cloak with a hoodie. "Jack Frost?" He said, placing a finger on his chin. "What brings you here?"
"I was thinking you would already know… Look, can you help me with something?"
Grim frowned. "Ah, yeah, that. It's started again, huh?"
Jack nodded. "I just wanted to ask some things."
With a snap of Grim's fingers, two red chairs appeared. He motioned for Jack to sit as he did. "Go ahead."
"Do you have any idea why this happens?"
"Jack, as I've told you in the past, her death is not my doing," he said. "When she does die, her entire body turns into ice and shatters. I don't even know how that is possible."
He bites his lip. "But do you have any idea where her soul goes?"
Grim shrugged. "No. Usually, I'm the one in charge of taking souls to where they need to be. Hers just… disappears, and then suddenly finds its way back into the living."
Jack gritted his teeth. "Do you know anyone who could do that?"
"I'm afraid not, my friend. But whether her soul is the one doing that or a big shot did it, all we do know is that it's a cycle."
"A painful one." Jack stood up. "Thanks, Grim."
Jack left.
Grim sighed. "It always was so tough for him…"
| Burgess Museum, Burgess, Pennsylvania |
| April 2021 |
The students were scattered around the museum, looking at pictures, portraits, and different objects in the exhibit. Jamie walked with his friends until he was called by Elsa. He quietly left his group as he walked towards his English teacher.
"So..?"
Elsa sighed. "Look. I just need to know about Jack, okay? Strange… things have been happening."
"You know he hasn't told me anything either," he said. "I promised I'd wait 'till he tells me himself why he's been so strange."
"How long did you promise that?"
"A few weeks ago? I don't know. He's like that since I first said something about you."
"What?"
"I told him about the book we were talking about in your class, the Snow Queen, and he said he knew her. Apparently her name was Elsa."
Her eyes widened.
"And she wasn't evil or something. When I told him our English sub's name, you, was Elsa, he freaked."
"But I've never met him before I came here."
Jamie shrugged.
At that moment, Annabelle rushed to Elsa's side. "Elsa, you have got to see this!" She said, her expression was a mixture of confusion and eagerness. Jamie and Elsa shared a look and followed her.
Annabelle led them to the part of the museum exhibiting the past royals of Arendelle, stopping at one particular area. Elsa's jaw almost dropped. In the middle of the hall was a portrait of a two women who looked exactly like Annabelle and her. The plaque underneath the portrait read, "Queen Elsa of Arendelle and her sister, Princess Anna of Arendelle."
Elsa slowly walked towards the portrait. She read what was written on the sign beside the portrait.
This portrait of the Royal Sisters of Arendelle is one of the only three portraits that were recovered from the ruins of the kingdom of Arendelle.
In the records that were found, it is said that the two of them were very close, but one day, Queen Elsa mysteriously disappeared. After her disappearance, Princess Anna and her husband, Kristoff, ruled over the kingdom. Several rumors spread that it was the younger one who killed her sister, but many disagreed. There were also reports of the older sister having powers to manipulate ice and snow, but there were no evidences found. Even so, the legend of Queen Elsa as an ice wizard became quite popular. That legend is what caused Hans Christian Anderson to write his story, The Snow Queen. Although the Snow Queen was evil in Anderson's story, Queen Elsa was known as a compassionate, and well-loved ruler.
The reign of their family was long. It ended as the kingdom suddenly fell into poverty in the early 1900s, and Arendelle was no more. To this day, no one knows why it happened and where the people had gone.
Annabelle and Jamie were beside her and had also read it. They didn't speak. Annabelle looked back at the portrait. Queen Elsa was sitting down as Princess Anna was standing, a hand on her older sister's shoulder. Both of them were smiling.
Annabelle continued staring at the portrait, her mind trying to form words, but none were escaping through her mouth. The princess looked exactly like her, and the queen looked exactly like her best friend. 'Is this even possible..?'
Jamie stared at the portrait, as well, brows furrowed. It was no doubt that the resemblance was uncanny, but this just gave him more questions to ask. The Snow Queen is real, she looks like his teacher, and Jack knows her, or them.
Elsa walked to the artifacts displayed in a glass case. There were different pieces of jewelry, pairs of shoes, and then she stopped. One piece of jewelry caught her eye. It was a necklace, but its pendant could not be seen. It was covered in dirt.
"'So many people have struggled in trying to clean the pendant…'" She read as she touched the glass case. Suddenly, a white light escaped through the dirt on the pendant. It revealed a snowflake pendant made out of ice. It was exactly like the one in her dream. "N-no… How can this..?"
Voices were heard in her mind.
'I died?' The voice sounded like hers.
'Yes.'
'When?'
'You're death is approaching…Yet again…'
All she saw after was black, and her body fell on the floor.
"Elsa!" Annabelle yelled, running to her and kneeling beside her. "Shit!"
'What exactly is happening?' Jamie thought as he ran to his teacher's aide. 'Fuck waiting. Jack needs to answer questions, now.'
Through the glass case, the necklace continued lighting up, for its owner had returned.
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