A/N from the Frost Siblings
Jez: Hey, I'm Jez, the older of the Frost Siblings. This is a Frozen fanfic Will & I have been working on for two weeks, and it's still a work in progress. I hope you enjoy it!
Will: No we're twins and there is no older or younger. By the way, "Svart Isen" stands for "Black Ice" in Norwegian. So please 'enjoy' this fanfiction.
DISCLAIMER: Frozen and its characters do NOT belong to the Frost Siblings. Only the plot does, we guess.
Prologue
in which our narrator introduces:
himself - our favorite princess' predicament - her dark, enchanting sister - and the pain they never knew they shared
- Will-O'-The-Wisp -
Also known as foolish fire.
Or ghost light.
Or maybe you could just stick to calling me a wisp.
"IGNIS FATUUS"
They say I draw travellers
Away from safe roads
But there's more:
I lead them to the path
They're meant to walk
It's their Fate.
Perhaps folklores have convinced you that I'm not to be trusted. I am supposed to lead people away from "safe" paths after all, aren't I? But I tell you this, in all seriousness, that what I speak of now, is the truth.
So I said I would introduce myself. I am but a wisp, a small part to the big story I'm going to tell you. I used to have a name, but I've chosen to forgo it.
No one liked it anyway.
And I'm just a little flame.
- No Escape -
For a wandering soul, I never wander. I know my goals and exactly where I want to go, and I assure you I am not as bored as to "lead people astray". I have better things to do than that. I like to watch people who've left powerful impressions on me when I was still just a human; and as you might have already guessed, I've made it my hobby to keep an eye on a certain pair of sisters.
But, I never thought it would come to this.
Even as a spirit of some sort, I never imagined that it would ever, come to this.
I guess I was wrong.
"THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT ME"
I am ignis fatuus.
I am never wrong.
But they must love proving me wrong, don't they?
No one saw it coming. Really. Neither did I.
It all started with a drop of Fear mixed into a flurry of the one emotion called Love. Of this tainted concoction, Jealousy was borne. Hurt, Death and Insanity were its aftermath.
"THE WORLD AS I KNOW IT"
Is cold
And full of tears
Of the wounded
Their cries are loud
But one scream drowns it all.
This is really too difficult for you to swallow, isn't it? It was a tough nut for me to crack, so it must be taking you ages to understand a single word I'm saying. I'll just do a little recount first so you can comprehend the subsequent things I'll be telling you after this.
"What do you know about true love?"
She didn't reply. Receiving no response, her tormentor took hold of her chin with a cold hand and forced her head up. Crimson orbs void of every known emotion stared into her own frightened ones. Sharp nails dug into her skin and the voice she once loved snarled icily, "Did you not hear me, Anna?"
Alas, the Princess couldn't hold it back anymore. Gathering as much of her defiant confidence left, she replied with a trembling voice, "Stop it, Elsa."
A terribly long moment of silence.
Then an electrifying pain on her left cheek. Her mind barely registered the stinging slap delivered by the once loving hand of her sister, before icy lips planted themselves on the same, abused flesh.
"I should've known that you never figured out the answer, even till now," the very hand that had slapped her caressed her other cheek, "My dearest, sweetest and most naive...Anna." The last word, her name, was whispered hotly into her reddening ear.
The younger felt the lump in her throat grow, tightening painfully. She was cornered.
Trapped by her sister's dark words.
Her eyes locked with seductive, crimson orbs.
Her soul captured by her predator's stimulating touch.
In other words, she was caught in every aspect - physically, emotionally and perhaps, mentally.
There was no escaping this.
- Dark Enchantment -
Whatever the Queen wanted, the Queen got.
And that included her sister. With a few simple words, her enchanting, smoky gaze and the abrupt changes between gentle touches and cruel blows, she had her sister trapped.
She wondered for a moment, noticing the Princess' faltering confidence and darkening blushes, if the girl was a closet masochist. She smirked darkly, her frozen, black heart enjoying the concoction of blatant pain and reluctant pleasure on her sister's face.
I want more.
Her mind overcome with selfish desire, the Snow Queen leaned in, peppering her prey's neck with wet kisses.
A moan.
The irregular breathing rhythm.
The erratic racing of her pulse.
The Queen chuckled.
Yes, she certainly wanted more.
- Shared Suffering -
Two women.
One a Queen, the other a Princess.
One with power over the ice and snow, the other a person who held no magic.
One with platinum blonde hair, the other with strawberry blonde locks.
One with the frozen heart, the other with the heart of lively summer.
One the predator, the other the prey.
Yet, despite all these differences, the similarities they share were stunningly as many.
Both are royalty.
Both were really just flawed human beings in the end.
Both were borne of the same parents.
Both had a heart of their own.
Both were victims to their own emotions.
They spent thirteen years of their lives living in isolation; they were apart, yet they suffered together at the same time. It would be ignorant of anyone to see them as anything but two peas in a pod.
Then things changed. People changed.
There were consequences.
One death.
A losing war.
Then the second death.
Torture and torment.
And finally, the third death.
I hope you managed to catch up. Did you?
Good. That means we can move on.
A/N from the Frost Siblings
Jez: That's all for the Prologue! You may have noticed that the writing style is pretty familiar, and that you've seen it somewhere before. Well, you're right! We decided to use "The Book Thief" writing style to better convey the feels in our story. I'm not sure if it worked effectively, so you tell us! Click on the "Review" button below and leave us some comments. Remember to keep them constructive, so we can do a better job next time!
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Frost Siblings signing off! See you in the next chapter!
