"Get out of my way! Didn't I tell you to be a shadow?" A tall man with a scraggly goatee shoved Keahi to the side. She stumbled and fell. Keahi sniffed, dropping the plate that she held in her hands as it shattered on the floor.

"What the hell? Keahi!" The man sneered, reaching down to grab her thin wrists.

"Leave her alone, you're scaring her!" Crow yelled, walking into the room and standing in front of her.

Keahi balled her hands into fists and pressed them to her eyes as large crocodile tears fell there.

"Pft, she's eight years old now, she should be able to stay out of my damn way. And you, you're a man now?" Their father sneered, shoving Crow before grabbing him by his collar.

Keahi whimpered, backing herself into a corner when their father punched Crow hard in the jaw, dropping him to the floor. But Crow didn't stay down, at least, not all the way as he sat up and rubbed the blood from his lip. "You're just a deadbeat drunk. You're going to die alone, but I'll make sure Ki and I leave this place one day!" He yelled, tears in his eyes as their father came back for round two…

After their father passed, if it wasn't one thing, it was another. Keahi got sick. Even as she blankly stared at the ceiling she could hear Crow singing her lullabies and crying softly at her bedside. Then one day, she opened her eyes, and she was better.

But when she looked at Crow, all she saw was a blank expression and a dead look in his eyes. His voice was flat and listless, though he still talked about leaving the island. It didn't seem to bring him the same joy it did when he talked about it before. He had a crooked smile on his lips; it was twisted and didn't reach his eyes. "Nothing can stop us now, Ki." He whispered.

Then they sailed away from the only place she knew. Everywhere she looked, strange men started boarding the ship.

Crow went further and further down the rabbit hole. "If you aren't strong your weak, Ki." He repeated time her whenever they sparred. And he never held back. Even when she nursed a black eye or fractured wrist.

"If you aren't strong your what Ki?" Crows hazel eyes would bore at her.

She rubbed her hurt shoulder, looking away while muttering. "Your weak."

"That's right." He scowled.

"What's so wrong with being weak?" She asked.

He blanched, his shoulders stiffening. "You turn into a cockroach under a boot. That's what's wrong with it." He practically snarled.

As they traveled from port to port, they stole, they lied, they cheated.

And Keahi just rolled through it, taking what was given. Never forming true authentic connections with anyone. Wondering what the hell she would do with the restlessness and guilt in her own soul.

Then she bumped into a platinum blonde on the docks. What was her name? What was the place? Pictures of ice popped into her head. Long flowing trestles of ice, different colors and beautiful.

Her own fire was ugly in comparison.

Ahto…hallen…why did that pop to mind? Why did images she'd never experience rift through her head?


Keahi staggered the stand, shoving the heels of her hands into her eyes before running them through her hair. When she pulled her hand back, blood covered it.

What happened?

All she could remember was Elsa telling her to stay there. Then a bombardment of fire, explosion, and rocks being thrown about.

Her ears rang when she rubbed them, trying to get that high-pitched sound out of her head.

The dust and flames whipped around the rocky area. When it settles, her heart raced as panic set in. Crow shouted from up ahead and sent out a barrage of fire. Keahi watched as she staggered over the iced ground, a few of Crow's men grumbling as they tried to break free of their icy constraints.

A loud roar and cackles of explosion had her drifting her gaze to the giant. But, more importantly, to the figure that was thrown from his shoulder as the giant stumbled and fell back.

Her feet started moving before her mind did. The sea of fog and darkness parted from her mind. She had known nothing but sadness, tough love, and people talking down to her her whole life.

But her life never truly started until she went to Arendelle.

She moved her feet faster.

The darkness in her mind swam and reeled. It fought against her will as she pushed past it. She met one person she wanted to do better, be better for. She made her realize that settling for the situation she was in was not okay.

Elsa made her struggles worth it.

"Keahi!" Crow's voice tore through her focus. It didn't slow her down.

She was almost there. She focused on Elsa; she only had a thin membrane of ice around her and she looked so tired.

Flames started under her feet, propelling her faster and extending her strides. She made it just before the giant landed, sliding in front of Elsa.

Her mind cleared and the darkness lifted. Every ounce, every grain of memory came back in such an assault on her head, it felt like it would explode. But the memories gave her strength.

Even when the shadow looked overhead as the giant was about to crush them.

Keahi threw her hands up, palms reach towards the giant as she called on every ounce of power in her body. Heat erupted from her hands, exploding with the intensity of a bomb as swirled in a large, circular spiral like a hurricane. It colored with different shades of blue and a few dashes of purple swirled with red in its epicenter.

The power generated behind the swirling shield of fire was a force of rocket. Keahi grit her teeth as the muscles in her arms strained and the ground below her broke and sunk with the pressure that loaded onto her.

When the giant nearly hit the shield, the force of heat and energy shoved the giant enough so he rolled to the side and safety away as the ground vibrated under the giants weight.

Sweat rolled down her arms and Keahi sucked in heaps of air, her vision fading in and out as the fire dispersed and she collapsed to the ground.

She realized arms were around her, Elsa was cradling her, upright, in her lap. Elsa's blue eyes gazed over her face, searching for something there.

Recognition.

Keahi gave a lopsided grin and struggled to sit up.

"Keahi?" Elsa edged hesitantly.

"Here, Snowflake." Keahi responded, rubbing the back of her head as she turned so they were facing one another. "Sorry it took, you know, that, to jump start my head." Keahi muttered, hitching a thumb to the giant.

Elsa leapt forward, wrapping her arms around Keahi's neck so tight Keahi chuckled before wrapping her arms around Elsa.

She was sweaty, but it didn't seem like Elsa cared. "You aren't hurt, are you?" Keahi asked gently, pulling back enough to look and give Elsa a once over. "You hit the ground hard."

Elsa just bobbed her head up and down. Keahi got her feet under her and she wobbly stood, taking Elsa's hand and pulled her up.

Elsa went to take a step and almost collapsed. Keahi reached out immediately and wrapped an arm around her waist. "You are hurt!" She accused, brows drawing forward in concern.

"I'm fine." Elsa insisted.

Keahi frowned, "It's okay to say you need help." Keahi whispered, watching as Elsa averted her gaze. Keahi gazed at the gentle rise and fall of her chest, but she noticed Elsa wouldn't inhale deeply and when she did, her chest stuttered. Keahi leaned over and knelt down so that Elsa could climb onto her back.

They still had to figure out how to get the giant out of here and figure out what to do with Crow and she couldn't do that helping Elsa hobble around. "Get on."

Elsa hesitated, but it seemed she came to the same conclusion. Awkwardly, Elsa climbed on her back and Keahi hooked her arms under Elsa's legs to support her. "Great! Now let's…"

A shriek tore through the air that was so loud and painful that Keahi had to fall to one knee.

Crows laughter cut through the shriek as it died off. "Got it."