A/N: hey guys! I know it's been a while, a very long while. I've been busy with HP stories, and I just got ideas for others: the Bender Universe and the Angels & Demons Universe. Both are separate from the other. But I'm back with another chapter of Scion for all of you who look forward to it.

Also, I've edited the chapters before. Read them from the beginning, because some very important things have been changed.

Oh, btw, I forgot to mention: Tor's voice sounds like Rainbow Dash's from MLP: FiM.

"YEAH!"

The scions were flying high in the sky, going a bit above a mountain. Their hair was moving back, being windblown. The girls' dresses were moving with the wind. They were in a loose V-shape.

Anil was at the top of the v shape, his pure white wings flapping and then, he was gliding backwards as he made a thermal below them, angling his hands towards the ground. Anna was to the left of Anil, her arms hanging straight down and her butterfly wings flapping. Kristoff was to the left of Anna, his chocolate colored wings drifting on the coast as he adjusted his secondary feathers. Elsa was to the right of Anil, her arms out to the sides like she was flying without wings. Tor was to the right of Elsa, her lightning-bolt like wings buzzing and moving like a bug's.

"Good traveling, flying," Tor commented. "It's fast, it's useful, and it helps-no one here notices us and plus it's another mode! Although, it's winter now, we should be careful!"

"Good point!" Elsa said back, her hair ruffled by the wind, making it even messier. She put her arms down and held out a hand. "But we all fly differently, because our wings are different! Anil!" she called out, "do you have the smoothest flying because of your wing type?"

Anil looked at her. "I don't know," he said, shrugging, "I suppose it just has to do with yourself. What I mean by that is," he continued, upon seeing the confused look on her face, "it depends on what wing type you have and how you fly."

"Look!" Kristoff yelled, "we're there!" They all looked down and Arendelle was below them.

"Let's go to Pappie," Elsa suggested, "we haven't exactly asked him about your, Anil, and Tor's powers. Plus the extra ones Anna and I have."

"Maybe our extra powers are limited to the two of us," Anna suggested, "because both of our parents were Scions."

If they were then they wouldn't have died… but maybe they didn't quite reach godhood, Tor heard Anna think.

"Maybe," Elsa agreed. They continued flying.

They landed in the valley where the trolls were. "Pappie!" Kristoff yelled.

The trolls rolled up, than split like the Red Sea as the wise troll rolled up. "Yes?"

"Some unusual things have been happening on our journey," Elsa said. "Oh! Meet Anil, the Air Scion, and Torunn, the Electricity Scion."

"It's nice to meet you, Pappie," Anil said politely as he and Torunn bowed.

"It is nice to meet you too," the troll said. "I assume your abilities have grown?"

"A bunch," Anna confirmed. "On top of elemental magic-Kristoff controls earth and nature, Tor has electricity magic, and Anil can control the winds and gales-we have other abilities. We all have wings. We also have magic weapons-but so far all we've seen so far is Elsa with her sword, Kristoff with his hammer, and Tor with her dagger. We have the powers of regular sorcerers. And we have one special ability, each separate from the other. I have healing magic, Torunn can read minds, Anil has supersenses, but Elsa and Kristoff... We're not sure."

"If we have a special ability it hasn't shown itself," Elsa said, "do you know what it could be?"

"Hm," Pappie said. He cast a revealing spell over the Ice scion.

A memory appeared above Elsa's head and began to play out:

"Give me a moment," Elsa murmured, and she wiggled her fingers and her toes. She slowly flexed her hands and her feet and the numb feeling in her hands went away. She stood up, looking at the pyrokinectic.

Anna smiled, "Were you awake the whole night?"

Elsa nodded, raking a long-nailed hand through her disheveled hair. She turned towards her little sister, "It's ok, Anna, in that mediative state I can sleep and be awake at the same time."

"Hm," Pappie said again. "My dear, it appears your extra power is that you can 'freeze' your body and go into a comalike state. You could extend this power to possibly 'spirit walk' but it would make you chronologically dead, leaving your spirit to walk free."

"Huh," Elsa said.

"And you, Kristoff…" Pappie cast the same revealing spell over Kristoff. A memory began to play out:

Kristoff concentrated, teleporting themselves, Sven, and Olaf to someplace else.

"You have teleportation powers, Kristoff," Pappie said. "Sit down, everyone."

The scions obeyed, and sat in a loose semi circle around the troll. "You said earlier that our parents were scions," Anna said.

Grand Pappie nodded. "Yes, they were."

"Then why did they die?" Elsa whispered.

"Neither of your parents had reached godhood before they had you, and their magic wasn't strong enough- your father had wind magic, and your mother had earth magic. They were opposites of each other-just like you are, Elsa and Anna," Pappie said. The siblings looked at each other.

Something drew Anil's attention: screams and booms. "Guys," he said, alerting the others, "I think we have to go, now! Arendelle's in trouble!"

"He's right," Kristoff said, drawing everyone's attention towards him. "I feel it too."

"Go, now!" Pappie urged them, drawing the scion's attention, "Arendelle needs your help."

The scions nodded and grabbed onto Kristoff. He concentrated, and they were all whisked away.

They landed on the outskirts of Arendelle, where Anna had first said to Kristoff, "Arendelle… it's completely frozen." The five scions looked at Arendelle.

There didn't appear to be anything wrong at first. But Tor fell to the ground on one knee as voices invaded her head. "They're being attacked," she said, "by a dragon!"