My Name Is Elsa
During Jack's time of being invisible to all, I had begun to feel a bit of what Jack was feeling. It wasn't just relation either. It was as if he and I had suddenly connected, and I felt what he felt. I never wanted to do it again, but I did catch one thing that sent me towards the edge.
Jack didn't care about abilities; he just wanted to be human. At the time, he hadn't realized that he had had a life before. That just would have made it worse. But still, the longing I felt in Jack was unbearable.
The next full moon, I looked up at Man In Moon and asked him one simple question:
Can you bring him the life you took from me?
The reason for my asking was this:
I hadn't had an accident that lead to my death. No, Manny took it from me. It was a trade of sorts. Therefore, Man In Moon held life. Manny never said anything, but did not abide. I could tell he wanted me to think.
If I, or Man In Moon, gave Jack life, the destiny Manny had in mind for Jack would be completely ruined. In addition, who would bring in Jack? His family believed him dead, and by now, they were old and some probably dead (I didn't know, I never kept tabs).
Then there was me. My life, the one thing clinging me to Earth, would be taken. I would just be no existent to both the human world and spirit world. I would be nothing, pure nothing. I didn't know what that would feel like, and I didn't want to find out.
Jack would have to except this life, as would I. But I could tell this last question to Man In Moon would be my last. So when I made that final request...
I didn't expect to wake up.
I didn't expect to wake up flesh and bones, Jack not four feet away. I hoisted myself up at the now human pain. I wobbled on my feet, and awkwardly made my way over to Jack.
I should have noticed the difference in Jack's appearance before I had become arms length of Jack, but for some reason I didn't. He looked exactly the same as he had when he had died; brown hair, tattered clothing, and a little more color to him.
I carefully stroked Jack's hair.
"Jack," I said softly.
Jack barely even stirred.
"Jack." I tried again louder.
This time, Jack's movements looked annoyed, but he still ignored me.
"Jack!" I barked. This was getting annoying.
When Jack didn't wake up, I pinched him as hard as I could.
"Ow!" Jack squealed.
"Wake up! We've got a problem," I said, my voice hitching with guilty annoyance.
Jack groaned and rubbed his eyes, but it took a while for him to actually get up. Jack heaved himself off of the ground and looked at me.
"Whoa..." Jack stared to the point of making me uncomfortable.
"What?" I asked. Jack remained speechless, but gestured to the ice below us.
I looked down and my reflection. I looked how I used to, with the messy French braid and ice dress. I never really was vain, today as no exception, but looking at myself like that gave me a sense of familiarity. Jack's voice startled me out of my thoughts.
"Are you going to explain why we are here, and you look like a Snowflake Princess?"
I shifted.
"Well, a few things. But before I say anything, I need to explain this: Hans was planning on having your heart freeze."
Jack looked at me as if I were insane.
"What? Who the hell is Hans?"
I blinked at Jack.
"You know, the one who kidnapped me?"
Jack looked... horrified.
"Kidnapped you? I don't care what you say! We are going to the police, exposed or not," he rambled.
My head was spinning. For all I knew, he was speaking Cantonese to me. What was going on? Slowly, I pieced it all together.
"Jack... who do you think we are?" I asked slowly.
Jack growled.
"Whoever kidnapped you is going to get it! Alright Elsa, what do you remember?" he asked.
I opened my mouth to tell Jack that he was the one who couldn't remember anything, but thought better of it. I'd made a mistake and I knew it. But there were so many 'what if's out there, I felt it best to just play along.
"You are Jack," I began, trying to dumb it down, "And I'm Elsa."
There wasn't much more I could say before sounding like a mental case. Suddenly, I internally panicked. What if I had to hide my abilities? Did Jack have his?
I was filled with relief when Jack asked me another question.
"And what can we do?" Jack asked.
"We can use snow and ice to our command," I said.
Jack looked filled with relief as well. I wondered if Jack felt how I did. Like I was the one he had to jog the memory of.
I looked up at Jack to play along and say that I couldn't remember anything else when I was filled with a white-hot sensation.
I opened the eyes I never realized I closed to see that Jack was grasping my shoulders.
I felt so confused. What was the truth? The one as a Spirit or...
A/N: Okay, so I cut you guys off because I wanted to save the memories for the next chapter.
Honestly, I don't find this to be that big of cliff hanger, but that may just be the me that had this go through the wringer one to many times.
Orginally, I was just going to have Jack remember and be super mad but a) how well would that play out [?] and b) where was the fun in that [?].
Anyways, PM me if you have any questions and please review!
Love,
Sammie
P.S. For those who want to know, I'm planning on updating The Replacement today (9/1/14) as well.
P.P.S. I don't own Frozen or ROTG
