I'm soooo sorry this came so late! I was hoping to post this on Wed. but I had a last minute confirmation class, so couldn't do that. Thank you all who reviewed! I really appreciate it, even if most of the reviews were from the same people. Guess what... you find out for sure who Ari is! I know a lot of you have guessed already, but here's concrete proof! Enjoy!

Knock knock knock.

That knocking, I've heard it before.

Knock Knock.

"Aralynn?"

"Ari? Do you want to go and play?"

I KNOW that voice.

"Ari, open the door!" Who was that? It sounded like a girl's voice. But that wasn't right...There weren't any girls here… Where was I?

I looked out the window, seeing the sprawling green hills and the village that surrounded the castle. Looking farther, I could see the sparkling blue of the fjord, a place I would never again be able to visit in person.

"Elsa?" I heard Anna say through the door, breaking me out of my reverie.

"Do you want to build a snowman?

C'mon lets go and play.

I never see you anymore, come out the door, it's like you've gone away.

We used to be best buddies, and now we're not

I wish you would tell me whyyyyy

Do you want to build a snowman?" I heard her press her nose up against the keyhole, muffling her voice. "It doesn't have to be a snowman"

I had to stifle a laugh at her attempts to be funny. "Go away, Anna!"

"Okay, bye."

I hated hurting her feelings like that, but I had to protect her. I didn't want to hurt her again like I did that morning. All she had wanted was to play, and I couldn't catch her.

I put my hands on the windowsill, trying to peek out at all the people in the village. But as soon as I touched the frame, frost and ice jutted out. I jumped back in surprise and fright, my powers were getting stronger. And I couldn't control them.

I looked up at my father. "The gloves will help," he said. "See? Conceal it, don't feel it." I joined him in the last line; the phrase having been ingrained in my mind for years.

"Don't let it show."

The years crawled by, and never did I step foot outside. My powers were getting worse, and I couldn't risk hurting anyone, especially Anna. She kept coming to my door each day, her words getting crazier every time. I began looking forward to her little visits, even though I couldn't see her.

"Do you want to build a snowman?

Or ride our bike around the halls?

I think some company is overdue

I've started talking to the pictures on the walls (Hang in there, Joan)

It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms

Just watching the hours tick byyyyy…"

My parents came and visited me as often as they could, hoping that after a new day my powers would be gone, or at least controlled. But each visit was futile, as it seemed my powers would only grow with every dawn. Eventually all my mother and father could do was provide support and pray that a miracle of some sort would happen.

Each day, I grew more fearful of my powers, and myself. I didn't want anyone around me, for fear of hurting them. I finally snapped one day when my parents visited me yet again.

"I'm scared," I said frantically, looking at mother, "It's getting stronger!"

"Getting upset only makes it worse." My father stepped closer to my, trying to console me.

"No!" I shouted, seeing my mother place her hands in front of her face in shock, tears pooling in her eyes. I felt them dam up in my own eyes, but was determined to keep them at bay. "Don't touch me! Please…. I-I don't want to hurt you."

The looks on their faces were heartbreaking, and I felt horrible for yelling at them, but it had to be done. I couldn't think of anything else to protect them, especially when I couldn't even protect myself.

I trudged slowly through the years, becoming more and more lonely with each passing day. My only company was when my parents came in to check up on me, and nothing else. Even Anna had stopped coming to my door after all those years of me not responding to her. It was selfish of me, but I missed those days when she would stand outside my door, telling me about her day. Or even just asking-begging- me to come outside. Now, without her knocking on my door every day, I had nothing left to live for. Each day was cold misery, knowing I couldn't do anything about what was happening to me. I slowly began to lose myself, becoming a cold husk of unwanted emptiness.

I looked up at my parents, curtsying. "Do you have to go?" My voice cracked with misuse and pain.

My mother looked at me sympathetically while my father replied. "You'll be fine, Elsa."

Flashes and images went through my head. Sitting at my window, looking out at the raging storm. The messenger, knocking on my door. Hearing the news of the shipwreck.

And the pain. Blinding pain.

I remember falling to the floor, feeling numb until my power finally exploded. My room was covered from floor to ceiling with dangerous ice, and a heavy flurry of snow frozen in the air around me. That was the moment when I finally gave up, the moment when I realized that there was no point.

But then-through all the pain and dammed up feelings exposed- I heard her quiet voice. I almost didn't recognize her. Usually she's so full of life. But now... now she's a shell of her former self. Just like me.

"Elsa? Please, I know you're in there.

People are asking where you've been.

They say have courage, and I'm trying to

I'm right out here for you

Just let me in.

We only have each other, it's just you and me.

What are we gonna doooo?"

I choked on a sob, stifling it as I heard her slide down the other side of the door, listening to the thump as her legs gave out and she slumped on the ground. Her voice cracked as she finally, finally said the one line I had wanted to hear for years. The one line that had such an impact on me that she'd never know of.

"Do you want to build a snowman?"

Hearing her say it, I finally broke. Hugging my knees to my chest, I leaned my head back against the door, before ultimately giving into the shame and despair. Hiding my face in my arms, I waited until I caught my breath to finally whisper my reply.

"Yes, I do."

I bolted up from the bed I was on, blindly shooting awake from my dream.

"ANNA!"

Drumroll...She's Elsa! Congrats to those who guessed early on, especially you Wolfie! But, she's not the same Elsa we all fell in love with in Frozen (friendly, of course). Ari is based off of the Disney version, but she'll have a darker past. So, prepare for that. Just so you all know, the beginning of the chapter, she was confusing Pan knocking on the treehouse door with a flashback. Hopefully that's a little clearer than I think it is. I need 6 more review for the next chapter! Hopefully it'll be on next Tuesday, or Thursday. Depends on my schedule and how many reviews there are. See you all next week!