Author: At last, we made it to the tenth and final chapter! This will be in Anna's perspective to wrap things up.

A shiver creeps down my spine.

With a blink, I found myself looking around the castle walls. Everything around me is made of ice. My arms folded together, and I stepped around, but slip to the ground hard. An attempt to rise from the fall just has me hit the cold floor again.

Opening my eyes slowly, I find that the floor is covered in a sheet of glistening blue ice. Pushing myself up more carefully this time, I managed to stand, with just some assistance of flailed arms.

Studying my surroundings again, I learned that I was actually in the great hall. I heard a door slam shut and whirled around. No one stood there. I turned back to find a light blonde woman in a long white dress that stood before me.

"Elsa?" I heard myself ask.

The woman gave a small smile and a nod; somehow, she looked so different from my sister. She had an odd gold design that ran down her white gown, twisted about like two snakes that wanted to tie themselves together. It led up to her waist that had another gold design that looked like open wings or lightning streaks. Her dress had…feathers, I think…hopefully not dead fish, that lined up around the collar of her neck, the wrists of her sleeves, and the bottom of the dress.

"Do the magic!" I heard a small voice cry. It almost sounded like me, but it sounded eerie, with a higher, fainter pitch. "Do the magic!"

Elsa lifted her arms over her head, with some black sparkles dropping out of her hands. She wiped her hands around her hair, and pushed it up. Somehow, the hair slowly faded to a dark blue color, and her eyebrows turned black. She stopped when the blue hair was spiked up on one side of her head, and let one arm drop to her side while touching her chest with the other.

Her eyes suddenly met mine, piercing into me. They were a light blue, almost white, color. A wicked grin suddenly crawled onto her face and I could feel my heart race.

"Anna," comes a deep, screeching sound from Elsa's mouth. "Don't you want to build a snowman?"

With a blink, Elsa is suddenly right in front of me. She laughs as she grabs me, with black and purple dust surrounding us. I want to scream as we're surrounded by a whirlwind, and I can hear moaning and groaning from all around us. The voices sound like Kai, Gerda, and…my parents.

"Help!" screams one more voice, which sounds more like Elsa, but doesn't come from the woman in front of me. "Help me, please! Anna!"

With a poor struggle, I failed to break free from Elsa's clutched arms. She laughs and the world around me goes dark.

I snapped awake and fling myself up. Gasping for breath, I glanced around to find that I was in my bedroom, without a trace of ice or dark…magic. Slowly, I steadied my breathing.

"Dream," I told myself, and took a breath in. Then, I corrected myself as I exhaled, "Nightmare."

My body crashed back against the pillows. It's been a full two years. I pressed my hands across my face. Part of me wanted to go back to sleep and pretend today didn't exist until tomorrow. The rest of me wanted no part of that nightmare ever again.

With a remainder of strength, I forced myself from the bed.

In a dark blue dress, decorated with purple flowers along the bottom, I walked out from my room. It's not what I would have liked to wear at the moment, but the dress was left out since early this morning. As I passed a window, a loose strand of my strawberry-blonde hair slipped in front of my face.

"Whoops," I huffed, and turned to the window to fix it back into place. I pressed it back easily, but my hand lingers near the white streak in my hair. Gently, my hand traced it around the side of my head. It's been there almost my entire life, and yet, I don't remember how I got it.

"Princess Anna?" came Gerda's worried voice from behind me. She was about to go into my room to straighten it up. "Is everything all right?"

"Yeah," I perkily reassured her. "Just got lost in thought. The white streak kind of does that to me, I guess."

"Ah," she nodded, and then opened my door. "Well, if you'll excuse me, your highness." I watched her go and turned to leave the hall myself.

As I reached Elsa's door, I remembered her part, or parts, of my nightmare. I thought about just kicking it open and calling in to make sure she was all right. Suddenly, though, I found myself afraid.

What if Elsa did have dark magic? What if she…would hurt me?

I shook my head, and tried to fight such thoughts out of my head. Still though, I wondered that, if we ever got into a really terrible situation, would she do it?

Once outside of the halls, I made my way downstairs and into the dining room.

"Good morning, Princess Anna," Kai greeted as he stepped from the kitchen, and continued on his way out. "Breakfast is waiting for you, right there on the table. I have important errands to run, by the queen's orders, so if you'll pardon me, I'll be going now." I nodded as he strolled away.

Normally, I would dive into my plate and eat, especially breakfast, but my stomach was feeling heavy this morning. Instead, I took a glass of water and brought the food back in the kitchen, to be saved for later.

"Kai won't mind," I tried to convince myself; I didn't want him to take it as an insult to his cooking. "Maybe I'll get to it before he returns."

With a final sip from my glass, I left it behind and walked back into the dining room. For a moment, I took a seat and tried to clear my mind of the worries and doubts that had settled in. When they refused to subside, I rose from the seat, and made my way past the great hall, and entered the portrait room.

Inside, I found Elsa, who wore a teal dress that matched my blue one, as she stood in front of a family portrait of the four of us. She turned after I entered and quietly watched me. Unconsciously, I had let myself observe her, and waited for something odd or terrifying to happen. Nothing did.

"Is everything all right, Anna?" Elsa questioned.

Broken from my blank stare, I nodded. "Yep, all fine with me. How about you?" I paused for a moment and then added, "Your majesty?"

"Please don't call me that," Elsa sighed. "Everyone else may have to, but not my sister."

Slowly, I asked to check, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Ok, just Elsa it is," I finished and laughed a little. She smiled, but didn't even let out a giggle.

We returned our attention to the portrait of our family, with a younger pair of princesses below the late king and queen. My mother and I were smiling, but my father and Elsa were more serious looking.

"I still miss them," I murmured, and gazed over to Elsa. She nodded, with her eyes focused on the portrait.

After another minute of silence, she added in, "I don't think a day goes by that I don't miss them. We just…have to live with it."

Although I agree, it's still not so great to hear. "It's tough," I admitted.

"It is," she barely whispered. "Sometimes, I'm afraid I won't know what to do without them." And we're left to stare at the portrait, quietly.

Right then, however, I realized just how daunting everything still was for Elsa. Even though she was in control of the throne, she still had a lot on her shoulders. And carrying that all alone must have been really difficult.

That's when I decided that, in spite of our differences, even if I didn't know exactly what she was thinking, I assured myself that Elsa would never hurt me. And I knew that I needed to support her, no matter what, as much as I wanted her to support me. After all, we're sisters, and that's really what we should always strive to do.

"You know," I piped up, "you still have me, Elsa."

"For a little while," she murmured. "Until, some day, you find a prince that you want to marry and decide to stay at his kingdom."

"Why can't I stay here?" I protested.

"Would you really want to?" Elsa questioned.

"Elsa," I promised, "I will always be here when, or if, you need me."

For a minute, I thought I saw her eyes tear up, but she nodded and turned away before I could get a proper look at her face. We parted ways not long after that.

I meant it too. Although things weren't always how I'd like them, although there was still a pretty big distance between the two of us, I wanted Elsa to know that she wouldn't be alone. And I intended to stay in Arendelle, even if I was to be stuck inside of the castle, no matter what.

Even if I wasn't completely sure of what the future would hold, and even though I wasn't positive that Elsa would always want me around, I knew that I had to do my best to keep my family together. It's what my parents would have wanted, I'm sure, but it's definitely what I wanted.

With that, I ran out to the garden. I inhaled a deep breath of air and exhaled. Now it was really time to start the day!

Author: And I totally couldn't resist the bookends styled ending.

It's pretty short and sweet, but I thought it would be nice to have Anna and Elsa have a tender family moment, with one last look at their families. Now, I'm not sure, but I don't recall Anna ever calling Elsa by any royal titles, at least when speaking directly to her. I figured it would be nice to have Elsa clarify that she prefers it that way. Also, since we learned that Anna never really leaves the castle, I figured that she would have kept herself there for Elsa's sake; Anna could leave if she ever really wanted to, but because she wanted to look out for her older sister, she wouldn't.

Oh, if you didn't catch it from the nightmare at the beginning, Nightmare Elsa was based on the original concept art that was released for a villainess portrayal of Elsa. Although I'm glad they made her a hero too, I'd love to see the evil Elsa pop up somehow in the future, not as Elsa herself, but utilized in some way, since that was a pretty cool design (pun intended). Before her hair turned blue, I guess she could have resembled Ingrid from Once Upon a Time, which was sort of a happy coincidence.

Though it's only a year away from the events of Frozen, in which the story could possibly continue, I figured there wouldn't be much that could change and still maintain a status quo within that time. Besides, there may be room for actual Disney stories to account for what else might happen prior to the movie.

Anyway, that's all for my take on a Frozen prologue, as well as my first Frozen story. If you'd like to leave me a review or send me a message, that would be very much appreciated, and I welcome any and all comments or criticisms, constructive or expressive. Well, that's all I wrote. Thank you all very much for reading, I hope everyone enjoyed it!