What is going on you guys, SuperWonderBoy here. Why am I writing this story? I don't know to be honest. Maybe because Frozen 2 just hit theaters and I'm feeling a little creative. What's crazy is I'm actually not a Frozen fan at all. I mean when the first movie came out, I was ok with it, but nothing beyond that. Anyway, getting off track. I don't really expect this story to do all that well. I don't really know the fan base for Frozen on here and Percy Jackson books are 2nd or 3rd most popular book series on here so whatever happens is just that I guess.
I already have a couple PJO stories written and those have done pretty well. Well enough for me to be getting paid for one of them so I'll take a crack at this. I hope the few of you that do read this enjoy it, let me know what you think. Depending on the responses, they will determine whether I keep this story straight forward: Percy and Elsa will meet and I'll write about their life together, minimal struggle. Or if you guys would like me to write this story with a plot much more epic than the two of them meeting and getting married. If you'd like there to be a grand adventure in it. Please let me know. Or perhaps this will be a one-chapter story and nothing will really come of it. Like I said, I'm not a super fan of Frozen so I'm good either way. Anyway, let me stop talking your ear off and I hope you guys enjoy!
Chapter 1: Betrothed
"Ssshhh! Come on, this way." A young boy whispered in the dead of night. Though the whisper alone might sound like yelling compared to the quiet atmosphere around him.
The hallway was dark for the most part, but had a beautiful blue glow coming in from the windows lining the walls. Long and tall, stretched to an almost endless path, the hallway was lush and designed to perfection. Numerous statues of great warriors stood frozen in ready positions as well as positions of great honor and heroism. A grand gold carpet ran the entirety of the hallway that added grace and elegance to the floor.
"Circe, hurry up before they find us." He spoke again. The speaker was a handsome individual, the latter half of 19. Raven black hair cut short above the ears and styled perfectly. Broad shoulders with a slender and solid build. Strong jaw and chin with high cheekbones and a smooth nose. Glowing sea green eyes with a hint of blue. A perfect golden-brown tan that didn't matter much in the dark.
Laughing, a little girl followed her brother through the giant door he was holding slightly open. She was the age 11. Her hair was dark just as her brothers was, she was only as tall as his shoulder but she was still growing. Her skin was tan as well, her jaw and chin were soft but refined and smooth. Her eyes a beautiful deep purple with a touch a red around the iris. "They are coming" She said.
The brother gently closed the door and grabbed his sisters' hand as they ran down the long hallway.
"Perhaps they went in here!" The older brother heard a man say from behind the door. How he could hear from such a distance, he could never fully explain, not even to himself. But it surely came in useful at times, like now.
"They are going to find us!" The sister said.
"No, they won't," He answered, "Quick, behind the curtain."
The two of them came to one of the many shining windows and went to one of each side, draping the curtains over their bodies and staying completely still. The brother moved his head back as to see if his sister was securely hidden. He couldn't see her at all.
Atta girl, He thought to himself.
He could hear the door from down the other end of the hall way being pushed open, the sound of the heavy frame widening to let the men through reached his ears. Quickly, the pattering of footsteps jogging past him was noted. Clanking armor and weapons were such a dead giveaway, not that those in Olympus were known for being stealthy.
Silently he waited until the chittering of their armor could be heard no more, fading ever so slowly into the night. Once again, a successful dupe on the guards. It was almost too easy sometimes.
The brother knocked on the brick wall behind him, knowing the vibrations would be good enough to signal to his sister that they were in the clear. As they both crept out, he looked down the hallway and smirked too himself. Maybe this should be his true profession. Outwitting guards, fooling pursuers, pulling the rug from under tricksters. It was quite enjoyable after all.
"Let's go before they come back," the sister said.
"Right you are." He responded.
The two followed the guards down the hallway. Best way to stay ahead of your pursuers, be right behind them. Reaching the other side, the brother put his hand to the door and closed his eyes. As far as he could tell, the other side of the door was completely clear, now was the time to go.
"Come on," He said grabbing the massive handle and grunting slightly as the door opened.
The next room was a massive corridor. 12 beautiful chandeliers hung from the sealing in the pattern of diamonds. Grand winding stair cases followed high into the top half of the corridor into further hallways. The guards likely split up to cover more ground. How wrong they were. They were going the complete wrong way. Oh well, guess that meant they were home free.
The doors they were looking for were to the right, likely locked and sealed. Who needed doors however when you could do what he could do?
"Ok, come on," The brother said running up to a window right next to the massive door, "just like last time."
He grabbed his sister around the waist and hoisted her up until her feet were in the frames, and she steadied herself by grabbing the sides as she said, "All good. Your turn."
The boy grabbed her hand and in one motion, pulled himself up onto the windowsill as well, he checked behind them one last time before looking at his sister again. "Count of 3 ok?"
She nodded.
"Alright. One, two, three."
Hand in hand, the two of them leapt out of the window and let gravity take over. The wind blew through his hair making its recently neat state go into a short frenzy. The same could be said for his sister, her hair looked as though it was spiked and sharp and very long. The freefalling was to last a few more seconds. Below them a landing could be seen with beautiful and multicolored marble that sprung to life in the moonlight. As fell closer and closer, faster and faster, the brother aimed his free hand toward the ground and a swirling blue magic leapt from his palm racing towards the ground. Upon contact with the marble, the magic extended itself and formed a small unmoving tornado. It was beautiful, beyond breathtaking anybody on Olympus would agree. That is, if they knew about it.
The tornado beneath them stretched up and encased them both in its embrace. The second contact was made, their decent began to slow down dramatically. His sister smiled and laughed. She was always completely amazing by the things her brother could do. It was completely stunning. She loved it when he did magic. It was so, for lack of a better word, magical.
Their feet made contact with the ground and the sister had no fear the entire fall down.
"Where to tonight?" The brother asked.
"I get to choose?" She asked excitedly.
"Well, it is still your birthday for another 31 minutes give or take, so sisters choice tonight. What'll it be?" He asked getting into a stance, "A trek through the forest? A nice flight above the clouds? Or maybe an amazing display of fire?"
"Hmm?" She thought poking her chin," Something new!" She whisper yelled, "Something we've never done before?"
The brother smiled and looked at his sister, "I've got just the thing."
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"I don't know about this one" The sister said very nervous and a little scared.
As it was, the two of them were standing on a massive ship, right on the edge. The wood beneath their feet was solid and carved with beautiful craftsmanship. Below the ship however, lay a black sea that led into a world that she simply could not see into. The moonlight seemed unable to pierce the blackness, but able to bounce right off of the surface.
"Hey," Her brother asked next to her. She turned to him. "Do you trust me?" He asked holding his hand out to her.
Looking back at him she said, "Of course I do." And slowly raised her hand to place in his, all the trust in the world.
"Then again," He said, "count of three."
His sister nodded.
"One," He counted.
"Two," She said.
"Three," they spoke at the same time before leaning off the boat.
The sister wrapped her arms around her brother and closed her eyes as tight as possible.
"Circe you don't have to close your eyes," Her brother called out.
She responded saying, "Right now it's scary! Tell me when we get to the special part!"
Her brother shook his head but held his sister close all the same. Circe had no awareness of the time or atmosphere; she just kept her eyes closed and her arms wrapped around her big brother. She didn't have any idea what should be happening. Well she did expect there to be a splashing sound any minute, when they came, she didn't know. Maybe it already came but she just couldn't tell yet. Maybe the fall was a lot higher than she originally thought. Maybe this maybe that. As long as her brother was there, she knew she was ok. That didn't stop her from closing her eyes however.
Why did they have to board a ship and come out into the middle of the sea? She would have been just as fine if her brother had made a magical cat or something. Or maybe if he had made the ship fly into the air that would have been amazing and new too. Truth be told he had a slight fear of the sea. She went swimming alone one night and almost drowned. No matter how hard she tried to swim up, it was as if the sea itself was pulling her down, willing her to suffocate and drown. It was terrible and horrifying. But just like always whenever she needed him her brother was there to protect her. He would never bring her out here just to face her fears. He had more sense than that.
"Hey Circe," The brother said.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Open your eyes."
"But we haven't even splashed yet! I don't want to see it coming."
"Circe trust me, just open your eyes. I've got you."
Slowly, ever so slowly, Circe's eyes began to flutter, she saw a lot of dark, but she also saw green. Small specks of green.
"What is that?" She asked eyes still 80% shut.
Her brother laughed and said, "Go ahead and wave to them."
"What?" She asked.
The green specks of light eventually left her vision and out of instinct and forgetfulness, she completely opened her eyes and followed the lights, but only for a minute, because as soon as she got a look at her surroundings, she was completely awestruck.
"Whoa?" Was all the words she could muster.
The display around her was completely breathtaking. They were deep in the sea but had already hit the sea floor and pocketed in an air bubble. But all around her was glowing sea life. Schools of fish that were glowing green swam slowly and with a beauty she had never seen. The tiniest shrimp had a white glow and a transparency that fish up at the surface never had, they swam slow as well, with urgency. Down here it was as if they were sitting in the sky. The blackness of night all around them, but the beautiful twinkle of colorful stars all around. The unstoppable essence of the cosmos now right in front of her eyes and close enough to touch, it was enough to bring tears to her little eyes.
She watched as a glowing blue eel passed by their air bubble and chased some prey. A squid glowing red could be seen in the distance. She could tell it was a squid because of the shape of the head and the massive legs. Even the color was glowing magnificent colors of green, purple, yellow, blue, orange and so much more. She could spend forever here and never feel like she was missing anything.
"You like?" her brother asked.
Words were absolutely failing her; her only options were to wipe the tears from her eyes and nod enthusiastically while smiling through it all.
"Happy birthday Cici," he said using his nick name for her.
"Thank you, Percy," She said using his.
He watched as her childish nature took over and she followed fish around the bubble, looking to this one and that one. Finding everything down here completely magnificent. He let her enjoy it for as long as she wanted to. Gazing at all the glowing beauty and enjoying being lost in the cosmos. He might have magical abilities, but this was really magic right here. Seeing how happy his sister was.
As time carried on however, and she got lost in the magnificent spectacle, he saw her eyes begin to flutter close as they got heavier and heavier. He took her in his arms just before she could completely fall asleep and laughed as she slipped into the world of sleep.
"Come on Circe," He said beginning to raise the air bubble, "let's get you to bed."
He was glad to have contributed to giving her a decent birthday gift. His sister meant the world to him. Other than his parents, no one else knew of his powers. He didn't know where they came from. Why he had them. What they were meant for. If there was anybody else in the world like him. As far as he knew, he was the only one of his kind, and his sister found that to be amazing. She would likely be the only one. His parents specifically told him never to reveal his abilities to anyone. They knew not how the kingdom of Olympus would take such an endeavor. Would he be hated? Would he be loved? Would they see it as a curse? Might some regard it as a miracle and a gift? There were too many factors and entirely too much risk. It was better that he kept it too himself. Well, himself and his sister.
Nearing the surface, he looked up and saw a figure outlined at the top of the ship looking down.
Uh oh, He thought to himself, Now I've done it.
As he broke the surface of the water he looked to the figure above himself and said, "H...hello father. Did...did we wake you?"
"Wake me?" He asked, "Hardly, however your kings guard felt the need to wake me, seeing as you ditched them again.
"Me as well," A sweet voice said from behind his father.
A figure approached and lo and behold, it was his mother.
"Hi mom." He said cradling his sister and climbing up the side of the boat.
"Mhmm..." She responded grabbing her son gently by his chin and tilting it upwards, "You were doing magic, again weren't you?"
Nothing got past them. Queen Hecate and King Poseidon of Olympus. Poseidon was a very handsome man, amazingly tan and very tall. Taller than Perseus anyway. His hair was raven black like his son's and his daughters'. Eyes a different glowing shade of green every second. His futures were handsome but rugged. She had a trimmed beard that spoke of experience and knowledge having eyes.
Queen Hecate had the kind of beauty that wasn't beyond anyone, but the kind that couldn't be compared to another. Her face was like that of a statue, ageless, smooth, unmoving and riveting. Her skin was indeed much paler than the rest of her family, she was not born here as her rest of them had been. Her eyes were an amazing shade of purple and maroon and the moonlight itself seemed to adore swimming in the colors, like mixing two ingredients together to making something new entirely. Her hair was long and brown, tied in a braid down the left side of her body over her shoulder.
"Yes," He admitted looking at the ground. "But to be fair, I just wanted to give her a special birthday."
His parents took a moment to observe him. He felt as if they were evaluating him for something, he was yet to know anything about. However, his parents looked to each other before their demeanor broke, and they couldn't help smiling at what a sweet gesture their son had done for his sister.
"And...and look! She's already asleep, so there is no need to tuck her in for an hour like I normally have to do with her. She had a great birthday, nobody knows about my 'problem,' Olympus is none the wiser. I...I'm...I'm sorry mother and father."
Hecate walked up to her son and kissed his cheek before taking her daughter out of his arms and resting her head on her shoulder, "You are a good brother, and a loving son." She said smiling to him and beginning to talk towards the connecting ship they took out to this one, "Stop ditching your guard." She said lastly over her shoulder.
Yeah, he definitely couldn't promise that one, but he'd be a lot cleverer the way he went about escaping them, that much was certain.
"Go on without us," Poseidon said holding a hand up to the men on the boat and his wife, "I wish to speak with my boy."
"But your majesty," the captain of his kings' guard began to say, "I must insist that we stay by your side at all--"
"Thank you, captain," Poseidon said bringing his arm down and around his son's shoulders, "objection noted. That will be all."
The captain of the guard looked as though he had much more to say and as if this decision could not possibly bring him greater strife. "As...as you wish your majesty." He said bowing his head to his king and his prince.
Hecate gave a knowing look to Poseidon, almost as if asking the question, "You wish to tell him now?"
Looking to his father, he saw the response, "Yes," in his eyes.
What was going on here?
"Come son, there is a matter you and I must discuss." Poseidon said.
They walked along the deck of the ship until the two of them reached the figure head, it was that of a Kraken. A mighty beast said to be guarding Olympus from beneath the sea so deep, none wish to know.
"Do you remember when you were a kid? I'd take you and your cousins on long fishing trips in the summer. Whenever we'd get to an ideal hot zone, we'd set up the lines, cast off, everybody would relax and we would just talk all day?"
"Of course, I remember, Triton and I were always fighting but we got along towards the end of every day. I remember we would have some hilarious conversations. Like when you tried to tell us all where children came from, and we all jumped off the boat to avoid hearing anything beyond 'when a man and a woman really love each other.'"
Poseidon laughed a great deal and said, "Do you remember why we were always talking so much?"
"Yeah, because none of us ever caught any fish on those fishing trips."
"None of us caught any fish because you were always telling them to stay away. You didn't want them to die and be eaten."
The boy looked to his father and said, "You knew about that?"
"Of course, I did son. I'm a man of the sea, I know when the deep is normal and when interference is at play. But it never mattered. Having the lot of you boys out there on the water, bonding and singing, laughing and talking, it has always made that trip worth it."
The brother laughed and placed his hands on the railing before settling into a comfortable smile, "Maybe we should start taking those fishing trips again. I've got a lot more control over my powers. At least more than I did back then anyway. I still don't know why they are here though."
"Understanding will come, for now, remember--"
"I know," He said.
"--Keep it in the family, and even then, be discreet." They recounted at the same time.
"You know this, yet these late-night ventures still continue," Poseidon said lifting an eyebrow.
"I wanted to give her a good birthday father. She spends all day in classes doing etiquette, how many people wouldn't kill for a little drop of magic in their lives? Especially as a prince or a princess?"
"I'm am not telling you just to make her or your life boring. But I want the two of you safe. We have no idea how the world will take news like this. That is why it is better to keep it hidden until such a time arrives--"
"A time for what father? A time to tell the world what I can do? When is that?" Poseidon's son was beginning to get emotional, when he got emotional, the atmosphere around him tended to respond to him. "Will that time ever come? Will I ever have to stop hiding day in and day out? Am I supposed to pretend I'm normal for the rest of my life? These powers, they get stronger by the day, they call me every second and I'm meant to tune it out and for what?"
"For your sister," Poseidon said placing a hand on his son's shoulder, "For Circe."
Perseus' contorted face lost all frustration and was replaced with worry. His father was right. Who knew what the world would try to do to his family if they discovered one of them possessed abilities such as his?
A defeated look passed over his features and the environment began going back to normal. The winds slowed and the boat ceased rocking from the crashing waves. The ground in the distance stopped shaking. The candles on the ship simmered down by a great margin.
"I'm sorry father," Perseus said wiping a tear off of his cheek.
"I won't pretend to know what you are going through, son. I can't imagine having to keep something this big involving myself away from the world. But you are strong. Stronger than you will ever know. I see that strength in you every single day in anything you do. Most of all when you are a brother to your sister."
"I'll always be there for Circe, I promise." He said looking to the sea. Poseidon watched as his son smiled. Strong, brave, courageous, hopeful.
"Perhaps in more ways than one..." Poseidon said letting out a deep breath.
"What do you mean?"
Poseidon looked to his son and said, "Word has come from Arendelle. Their flash freeze winter has finally ended. And the queen has returned."
The son of Poseidon said, "Sounds like good news, a cause to celebrate."
As his son tried to walk toward the stern Poseidon said, "There is more."
Turning around he looked to his father and said, "Alright, what's going on? And why did mother give you that look earlier?"
"Since her return the Queen has had almost as many suiters asking for the chance at her hand as you have had wishing for the chance at yours. However, just like you, she has denied them all."
"Father where is this going?" He asked knowing the likely answer.
"Your mother and I were once great friends with the king and queen of Arendelle before their departure. You knew them, they came to Olympus once every even year and we to Arendelle once every odd year."
"Father."
"Queen Elsa has recently sent a messenger...with papers drawn up by myself and her father years ago. Papers I did not know still existed. However, I am most glad that they do, as is the Queen of Arendelle."
"Papers of?" His son asked.
Looking into his son's eyes, Poseidon said, "Perseus, prince of Olympus, you are henceforth betrothed to Queen Elsa of Arendelle."
Perseus was taken aback. He knew his parents would likely arrange a marriage for him if he continued to deny princesses for a few more years, but come to find out he was already betrothed? Not exactly a bad thing, but this wasn't what he wanted. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this.
"Father, is this a joke? Some way of scaring me out of sneaking out with Circe again? If so, it's working very well. I get it, no more ditching my guards and sneaking out late at night. Message received."
Perseus made a show of his hands holding them up in a display of surrender to show he was serious before putting them on his stomach to calm down from his father's quip.
Out of his sleeve Poseidon produced a rolled-up parchment and almost heavily handed it to his son. Perseus not taking his eyes off of his father slowly took the parchment from the man. Undoing the clasp, he rolled the message out in its entirety.
The Binding
It is agreed upon by the royalties of two great kingdoms that the first-born son of Olympus, Prince Perseus and first-born daughter of Arendelle, Princess Elsa are to be wed once both have come of age. In the untimely event that either party has come to be deceased this contract will become null and void. The agreed upon age is that of 17. These two are betrothed and promised to each other as is recognized by the High Court.
Signed: King Poseidon of Olympus
Signed: Queen Hecate of Olympus
Signed: King Agnarr of Arendelle
Signed: Queen Iduna of Arendelle
Signed: High Court Representative Yorel
Perseus read it three times over. Those were indeed his parent's signatures at the bottom. And this contract was iron tight. All that could possibly be used to void it was his or her death. This likely wasn't the original contract as well. The High Court more than likely wielded the true document and sent both the kingdom of Arendelle and Olympus copies.
"So, it's not a joke," Perseus said bringing the document down, "I really am betrothed to Elsa of Arendelle."
"Yes..." Poseidon said not able to identify what it was exactly his son was feeling.
"Father, I don't even remember her, how am I supposed to marry her?" He asked looking into the distance. He was going to be leaving Olympus. He knew it. Elsa was already crowned the queen in her kingdom due to her parents passing. They had no king, and would demand his presence in Arendelle as soon as possible, less his kingdom test the High Court and start another war.
"I am sure she has the same reservations about you Perseus." Poseidon reassured him.
The Prince of Olympus walked back to the railing his eyes distant. Entirely too many thoughts running through his head for him to hear one of them clearly at all, so he decided to stay out of his head entirely by asking his father, "Tell me something. Why did all of you do it? Why did you decide who she and I would marry before either of us even had an interest in such a thing? Was it some joke? Did you think it'd be cute for best friends to have their children get married or something like you always planned? Why did you do it father?"
"One simple reason," Poseidon said steadily.
"And that is?" Perseus asked.
"We loved you both very dearly."
Perseus turned to his father, "How is this a display of your love?" He asked.
"Perhaps in a few years you may understand. It is not something I can put into words. None of us would have been able to. But the answer is nothing less than love."
Perseus didn't know what to do with that answer. His father was no liar, but this made no sense to him whatsoever. He loved him, so he picked his wife way before he ever developed any romantic interest at all. That logic was for lack of a better word, illogical.
"And what about my powers? What do I do about them around her? Am I meant to keep them a secret from her as well?"
"I thought you didn't know anything about her, keeping a secret from someone you don't know is rather easy I'd imagine." Poseidon said.
"Now who is the one making jokes father?" Perseus said looking back to the sea.
"You are right, my apologies." But his son didn't turn around to look at him again, he just stayed looking straight. "Perseus?"
"Yes father?"
"On your grandfather Kronos, this was made with nothing but the best of intentions and we want absolutely nothing but amazing things for you both. Give Elsa a chance. The three of you were quite close as children you know. Inseparable, I'm sure some form of that could still exist. Give her a chance."
Perseus looked to his father, stared into his eyes, truly seeking if his father had the best of intentions. And he saw no lies within.
"Fine," he said letting out a deep breath, "I'll give her a chance. When do I leave?"
"Tomorrow," His father responded, "the contract was brought to climax 2 years ago. The high court is not pleased that it has not been honored. We must not delay the courtship."
"What am I to tell Circe?" He asked knowing his sister would be devastated that her brother would be leaving Olympus for good.
"I can tell her if you wish," Poseidon offered.
"No," Perseus responded, "It's on me. She's going to hate me anyway, but she'd hate me even more if I didn't tell her myself."
Poseidon nodded and said, "I love you son."
"And I you father." Perseus responded with a nervous smile. Just like that, he was to be off to Arendelle. Everything he ever knew would be left behind.
"Let us return home," Poseiden said draping his arm over his son's shoulder once again.
"Shall I speed things up?" The prince asked his father.
Poseidon looked to him with a grin before saying, "This once."
The massive boat lurched and sped down the stream in a fantastic speed. Upon arriving at the docks, he slowed down considerably and saw his kings guard was waiting for them. They never stopped.
Low on the starboard side of the ship, a hooded figure in black having heard the entire conversation ever so slowly detached herself and slid into the water, and insignia of a Wyvern on her bracelet. 3 Words she spoke as she dived into the water unseen.
"Magic," in a voice, smooth and deadly like a sharpened knife, "how interesting.
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Alright well thank you for reading, if anybody actually did read this. Like I said, I don't really know how big the Fanfiction fanbase is for Frozen but I hope everybody enjoyed. Let me know how you guys feel about its direction. Should I keep it strictly the life of Perseus and Elsa, or should we take this Epic adventure on the road? I'll tie in the plot from Frozen 2 incase people are wondering. Anway, its 6 AM where I am in Germany so I am going to go back to sleep. Good night everybody!