Title: A Journey Through Ice and Fire
Sum: [Digimon!Frozen AU] The mind is a fragile thing... how much can a girl go through... before she simply... breaks...
Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen, Tangled, or its associated characters; I'm just borrowing them for a bit of fun.
Rating: T/PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, Sven, Hans, Rapunzel, Eugene
Warnings/Triggers: None that I know of.
Notes: OKAY! Here's chapter seven! Enjoy! =D
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:Chapter Seven:
-the Journey Begins-
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"Anna…" The vague calling of her name was followed by a sharp jabbing into her arm; her only response was to groan and roll her body away from the prodding appendage, and slip back into a deep sleep. And she was close to that heaven, the ignorance of a dream-filled sleep—"Anna!" Two more hard prods, only this time, into the rib cage. This pain actually brought her further out of the realm of sleep and caused her to roll over in sleep induced anger towards the one prodded her.
Only to be greeted by large brown eyes, attached to a sunflower-like creature with the face of a baby feline and a long tail instead of a stem—and the tail seemed to be the thing doing the poking. "Oh goodness, I am glad you are awake, Anna." The creature spoke. It was a high pitched voice, almost like a child's only slightly more mature, and with a deep lilt to it that would normal suggest a male. The redhead blinked her turquoise eyes a few times, staring at the creature as it waited for some kind of acknowledgement.
And within a few more moments, the fourteen year old finally registered that this was a normal creature… and screamed.
"Was… that entirely necessary?" The creature spoke, watching as the girl backed up, crawling backwards in the grass and dirt of the area. "It's rather impolite to scream upon meeting someone." The redhead shook in surprise—not quite fear.
"You… you talk. And you're… an animal?" She asked, turning over from her backwards crawl to settle on her hands and knees as she peered at the creature that had woken her. "How is that possible? I've never seen animals like you… or heard them talk…"
"Well, I'm not a regular animal, Anna." The creature smiled then. "I'm a Digital Monster! Digimon for short." The redhead sat there for a moment and pondered this explanation.
Digimon... where have I heard that before?... She was silent as she stared at the creature, her eyes taking in every inch of his small—and weird—body. Digimon… Then it hit her. "Oh my gosh… Digimon! Like the cartoon!" The creature tilted its head to the side then.
"Cartoon?" It asked. "I'm not a cartoon." It continued. "I'm a living breathing, digital creature." The redhead giggled.
"I'm sorry. I grew up with a cartoon television show called Digimon: Digital Monsters. Well, I only saw a few of the episodes before it was taken off the air. It never got past the first few." She paused for a moment. "Guess this is why… you guys are real…" She finally made the few feet back over to the creature and reached out. With her right hand, she poked its cheek, then pulled at the flora-mane, before finishing with moving her hand along the tail.
"That was mildly uncomfortable, you know. There is such a thing as personal space." The creature sounded annoyed now.
"What's your name?... Do you have one?" Anna asked, sitting back on her feet.
"I am called Frimon." The creature did some sort of forward tilt that Anna guessed was a bow in greeting.
"You're so formal." She answered.
"It's called manners." The creature responded sharply. "I suppose you have none." Anna huffed at this.
"I have manners! I have plenty of manners! I'm just not stuffy like you are!" She crossed her arms then and leaned back, setting her legs in front of her, and she crossed them instantly. "So, why am I here? How did I get here?" Then she remembered someone. "And what about my friends? Are they here too?" The little Frimon blinked for a moment.
"I don't know why you're here Anna. I just know that I've been waiting for you for a very long time…." Frimon paused. "Not too long ago, I was still in my egg, waiting for you to find me… then I hatched… and then you got here." The Frimon smiled. "Perhaps your friends are here as well? Maybe they were meant to have Digimon partners, too." The redhead raised an eyebrow critically at the little floating sunflower-lion before nodding.
"We should go find them then… I don't even want to imagine Rapunzel… or Sven getting ahold of one of you and not knowing that you're generally friendly…"
"Ahhh! What the hell is that thing?!"
Tensing at the sudden noise, Anna relaxed into a laugh as she heard the yell of the older freshmen in high school. "That would be Flynn…"
"Don't hurt it!" Came the yell of very familiar girl.
"And Rapunzel."
"Guys! Why are you yelling?" There was a pause. "Well, yea, Sven. It could attract unwanted attention." Another pause. "I'm not yelling! It's called voice projection!"
"And that would be Kristoff… and Sven obviously." The Frimon looked puzzled at this. "Those would be my friends."
"Get it off me! Get it off me!" Came the yell of the first voice.
"Wonder what's attached itself to Flynn…" Anna reached down and Frimon instinctively jumped up into her arms, the Digimon moved up her arm and sat on her shoulder with its tail wrapped loosely around Anna's neck for balance. "Let's go find them before he kills whatever it is." The little sunflower-lion chuckled in its spot as Anna began to walk in the direction of the continued yelling.
"Don't hurt it, Eugene! It hasn't hurt you!" There was a pause. "STOP HITTING IT!"
"DON'T CALL ME EUGENE!"
"Will you two knock it off?!" Anna paused then mid-step, she hadn't reached the clearing where they were standing—the last voice wasn't one she thought would have come with them. Hans wasn't one of her friends… But he was with us when we were doing the assignment… Taking a moment, she took a breath, and then resumed her walking. Within moments, she was coming up on the group. Their voices were at a peak of loudness as she moved through the foliage, before they all stopped talking.
"Who's there?" Sven. With a smile ready, she jumped from the bush with a loud:
"Boo!" And heard the small squeak come from someone; looking up, she noticed that Rapunzel had moved to hide behind Flynn and Anna bent over into a laugh. "Oh Punzie, you are so—"
"Shut up! The last thing that did that, nearly gave everyone a heart attack." The brunette girl mumbled as she stepped away from the older high school freshman and crossed her arms. Then Anna moved her eyes over the group—she noticed something different.
"You guys all have Digimon too?" They all looked down at the various creatures, either in their hands or sitting on the ground somewhere near them, or in Flynn's case, on his head.
"Digi… mon?" The buff blonde boy asked as he raised an eyebrow, taking in the look of the weird looking ball of golden yellow fur with a large and sharp horn protruding from what could be called the creature's head.
"Yea!" The creature called from Kristoff's feet. "Digital Monster. Digimon!" The creature smiled and waited for the boy to say something else.
"What… what are we supposed to do with you?" The mostly quiet Sven piped in, peering down at the mass of white fur with fuchsia ears and legs.
"Well… be our friends of course. We have waited a long time for you to arrive. We only hatched recently! We're hoping to become strong and Digi-volve!" The little ball of fluff answered.
"Digi-volve?" The boy with auburn hair and sideburns asked, moving his hands to take a better look at the creature in his hands. It was mostly brown with a bi-colored tail, purple and white horizontal stripes. "What is that?"
"When we get stronger, we Digi-volve. We turn into a different creature, something stronger!" The creature smiled and nuzzled into Hans' hands, purring slightly as it did so.
"Stop that." The boy spoke sharply and the little Digimon tensed and stopped, cowering back and curling up into a ball.
"So… how are we supposed to make you stronger? Is it anything like Pokemon? Where you battle and get… experience points and whatnot?" This came from the small brunette, and the other teenagers in the group gave her questioning looks—well, except for Anna and Flynn (who was still looking up at the top of his head and shivering at the idea that the thing was still touching him). "I… used to play the games a lot when I was… younger. Mom and Dad wouldn't let me leave the house for a while… so they gave me games to pass the time." She looked off and tensed up, the situation suddenly awkward for her. "Anyway… does it work like that?"
The creature was sitting on her shoulder, more like floating there, decided to give their two cents at this point: "I'm not sure what 'Pokemon' is, but it's not exactly in that way. For some, it is the act of defeating an opponent and absorbing their Data, but… there are stories. Sometimes that way isn't needed."
"What other way would there be? Rapunzel's way sounds at least logical." Sven added, to which the little creature that sat on Anna's shoulder decided to answer:
"Well, we're not sure. There are legends about this other way to Digi-volve, to become stronger. But there is no concrete answer. We simply do not know." The sunflower-lion settled back on Anna's shoulder then, waiting for the conversation to continue.
"Why are you guys so cool about this?" Flynn finally spoke up. "We're in a strange place, and there are these creatures… we don't know what they are, they could hurt us! And you're just… you're just okay with this?" For a moment, it seemed that he'd forgotten about the creature on the top of his head.
"But Eugene… I would never hurt you." Came a slightly squeaky voice, almost like it was the altered voice of a child. The dark haired boy tensed once more and looked up to meet the bright green eyes of a purple and grayish-brown creature, only a head and it greatly resembled a talking cookie, as far as Anna could tell. Flynn looked hesitantly up at the creature, still not trusting the thing, but knowing that something that small surely couldn't hurt them too bad.
Eventually the logic of that realization took over and he crossed his arms: "It's Flynn, you little scamp. Nobody calls me Eugene."
"That girl calls you Eugene."
"Nobody. Calls me. Eugene." He grumbled out, pointedly glaring up at the thing. "Do you all have names? I don't think I'd feel comfortable referring to you as 'hey you' or whatever." Anna smiled at this:
"Aw, Flynn, you really do care." She teased to which the boy just blushed and attempted to brush off the comment.
"Well, I'm Yaamon." The small creature piped up from atop Flynn's head. "And I'm Sunmon!" Chirped the little Digimon that Rapunzel held on her shoulder; "You can call me Shaomon," called the little canine shaped creature that Sven held. "I am Tsunomon," the little head with a big horn gently spoke from Kristoff's spot.
"And I'm Kyaromon!" Giggled the little creature in Hans' hands, the creature awaited a smile or acknowledgement from the auburn-haired boy, much like the other children gave their Digimon partners, but none came. Deflated, it gestured to the creature that Anna held and spoke again: "And that's Frimon."
"And I'm Goblimon! Nice to meet you! Mwuahahhahahaha!"
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Author's Note: So… that took a while. Everyone is in the Digital World and you now know the In-Training forms of everyone's digimon. YAY!
Also… I don't like Hans.
Hope you enjoyed it!