Five years later

May 1924

So once again dear readers, we come upon Arendelle in the dead of night, an ever stretching blackness lit up by the trillions upon trillions of stars that shined brightly like nightlights to the world below. It was deathly quiet in the town, save for the occasional sound of laughter and cheering from one of the pubs scattered about. A few lights were still on in the homes of some people but most were silent, signalling that their occupants were asleep, waiting for the daylight to befall them and for them to begin anew the activities of the next day.

Within the town hall, the silence seemed to hang in the air within the corridors and rooms of each part of the building. Caspian and his wife were asleep in their bed, as were the housekeepers Kai and Gerda in their own rooms. Towards the back of the building, a little to the right from the top of the stairs that led down to the entrance of the great hall, were the snow white coloured doors, decorated with a kind of dark blue snowflake design , of another room. Within it slept two little souls.

This was the room the two sisters Anna and Elsa. It was a large square shape with the end opposite the doors being covered by a large window that looked out onto a cobbled path between two rows of houses behind the building. One bed was placed against the right wall and another against the left. A large fireplace was placed in the top left corner next to the window. Bookshelves and pictures scattered the room, covering parts of the light pink coloured walls with a ring of snowflake wallpaper that ran around the room about ten feet from the floor. On the floor in front of the window, the shape of the snowflake design on the window was reflected on the floor between the two beds.

In the bed on the left side of the room, the form of Elsa slept. Now nine years old, she had grown a little more over the past five years. Her platinum blonde hair was now slightly longer and had a hairband in it at all times. Dressed in a dark blue nightgown and wrapped warmly under her covers, she slept soundly, her breathing being relaxed, warm and soft as she dreamed the night away.

Movement next to her bed, however, was soon to change all that.

"Psssstt! Elsa!"

A small head popped up from below the side of the bed. If Elsa had been awake then and there, she would have instantly recognized it to be her little sister Anna. Pulling herself up, her younger sibling placed herself over the covers where Elsa was laying and began to shake her eagerly.

"Elsa!" she said. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

Elsa moaned in response and tried to pull the covers over her head but Anna's body stopped her from doing so.

"Anna!" Elsa moaned. "Go back to sleep!" she told her sister.

Her sister exhaled and, turning over, dropped herself against her older sibling. "I just can't. The sky is awake, so I'm awake! So we have to play, Elsa!" She replied.

Elsa, quietly, gave a small smirk and looked up at her sister, who turned over to look back at her, their eyes meeting each other's gaze.

Anna had grown a lot over the past half a decade. She was now just slightly shorter than Elsa at five years old with a head full of short red hair, teal green eyes that made her look adorable, a freckly face and dressed in a teal coloured nightgown. If there one thing that Anna had that was bigger than her age and body, however, it was her playful attitude, especially with her sister. That would often explain why she was often waking her sister up at inconvenient times like now for them to enjoy themselves.

Elsa gently pushed Anna off her and her sister fell off the side of the bed, landing on her bottom. "Go play by yourself!" she said.

On the floor, Anna huffed in annoyance, her mind pondering on how to get her sister to play with her. Waking her up had not worked, her 'puppy dog eye' tactic, as she liked to call it, was not likely to work. There had to be some way! There just had to be something that would get her sister out of bed.

What if … Anna's eyes lit up and a smile came across her face at the prospect. Now there was an idea and it was one that Elsa would never refuse.

Climbing back onto the bed and sitting next to her sister, she leaned in and whispered. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Elsa opened her eyes and smiled at Anna upon hearing those words.

Minutes later, Anna was pulling Elsa by her arm down the stairs towards the main hall, laughing and giggling all the way; Elsa, though laughing herself, shushing Anna to be quiet so as not to wake their parents or anyone else in the building. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, they pushed the doors open and rushed into the hall, Elsa shutting the doors behind them.

"C'mon! C'mon!" Anna was saying excitedly to her older sister as she rushed into the light coming down through the window on the ceiling.

Elsa giggled at her sister's playfulness and rushed over, grasping Anna's hand as her sister pulled her around and did a kind of mini circle with her giggling "Do the magic, Elsa! Do the magic!"

"Okay," Elsa replied and motioned with her finger for her sister to come near her, which she did.

Twisting and moving her hands and fingers, she began to conjure up a cloud of magical whiteness and snowflakes out of thin air; a cold, yet soothing feeling rushing onto Anna's cheeks and she giggled at the touch of this on her face. Then, Elsa began, by moving her hands in a motion as if trying to rub the back of her hand with the palm of her other hand, to conjure up a brighter aura of the ice magic, which transfixed Anna's gaze and she stared at it in amazement and wonder. It was literally a thing out of a fantasy world here in the real world, and she was enjoying all of it.

"Ready?" Elsa said to Anna, who nodded in reply, a smile on her face.

With an opening of her arms, Elsa sent the cloud of white up towards the ceiling and, when it was near the ceiling, moved her hands apart quickly, causing the cloud of white to explode into a snowfall. Anna gasped in delight and watched as the snow fell around them.

"This is amazing!" she squealed happily as she held out her hands and caught some of the snow in her hands.

Elsa too was smiling at her actions. It was fun and pleasing for her and her sister.

Why not continue she mentally told herself. What could go wrong?

"Hey, Anna?" Elsa said to her sister, who looked up at her smiling. "Watch this!"

Elsa raised her foot and set it back down, though as soon as it touched the floor ice began to spread out from underneath it as if trying to escape. The entire floor of the hall was covered with ice in a matter of seconds and Anna squealed again in delight, sliding away from Elsa a little as she gazed at the display and magic her sister had shown her in utter amazement. This was the reason why she liked to play with Elsa; her powers made anything they did fun.

"Now. Let's build that snowman," Elsa said to Anna; her sister's eyes lighting up as soon as they heard this.

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Snow was piled up all over the hall as Anna and Elsa began to roll a large ball of snow together from that which was around them. Anna had also formed a large ball of snow and, staggering over to where Elsa had formed the other larger snowball, placed it on top of that one. That was the base and the centre of the snowman done, now just the head.

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Sitting on a chair from one of the stacked up piles against the wall, Anna made faces and giggled with delight as Elsa finished up the last of the snowman, sticking two arms in the side of the centre to act as hands and arms and putting a carrot she had taken from the kitchen on the face to act as a nose. When she was done, she stood behind the snowman and, grabbing the stick arms, she said in an attempted high masculine voice:

"Hi, I'm Olaf! And I like warm hugs!" moving the arms as if to make it look that he was alive.

Regardless of is he was alive or not, Anna jumped down from the seat and rushed over and embraced the snowman, resting her head on his face.

"I love you, Olaf!" she exclaimed, smiling at the snowman.

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Laughing and clasping his arms tightly, Anna spun around with Olaf on the icy surface, pulling and pushing him in many directions. At first glance it would look as if she had some kind of amazing ability to pull the snowman around with pulling it apart. When they turned, however, one could see Elsa standing behind Olaf and, firing wind from her hands at the floor, was pushing them around the room as if they were ice skating. Like her sister, she too was laughing and smiling immensely as they skated around the room, the fun washing over them like water on rock.

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"Hang on, Anna!" Elsa said excitedly as they slid down a hill of snow; Anna sitting on Elsa's lap.

Anna giggled loudly as they slid down what was like a slide of snow; being thrown through the air and into another pile of snow when they had hit a small rise at the bottom of the slope. Elsa was laughing very much by this point, the very joy of the moment sweeping over them as if they were in their own world. This was their winter wonderland and they were going to enjoy every moment of it.

"Elsa!" Anna exclaimed as she emerged from the pile of snow and stood up. "Catch me!" she exclaimed again, leaping into the air.

Instinctively, Elsa fired out a burst of snow that formed into a small hill below Anna, which her sister landed safely upon. Anna giggled and leapt into the air again, only to land on another pile of snow created by her sister.

"Hang on!" Elsa warned as she shot out more snow for Anna to land on.

A circle of small mounds of snow began to form around Elsa as her sister jumped from one pile of snow to the next. Whilst Anna was having fun with her jumping, Elsa, however, was struggling to keep up with her sister. Her younger siblings playful attitude was amazing but also a handful as well.

"Wait!" Elsa was calling to Anna, though her sister was having too much fun to notice. "Anna! Slow down!"

Anna, however, was too caught up in her own fun and failed to see Elsa's panicked expression as she struggled to keep up. She had to keep going though! If she missed or stopped her sister would fall and hurt herself badly.

"W-w-whoa!" Elsa cried all of a sudden as she lost her footing on the icy surface and fell down onto the floor.

With a gasp, Elsa looked up to see her sister leap into the air again, unaware of her sister having fallen over. Panic immediately gripped Elsa like a giant invisible hand. She had to save her sister quickly! She had to or else she would get seriously hurt!

"Anna!" Elsa cried out in fear, sending out an icy spell at random towards her sister.

What Elsa had not anticipated, however, was that her icy spell had gone too high and struck Anna smack right in the forehead, silencing her sister's playful voice almost as quick as the blink of an eye. With horror in her ears, Anna fell down and tumbled to the floor, coming to a rest at the foot of a small mound of snow that had cushioned her fall.

Oh no! Elsa thought to herself with utmost fear in her eyes as she rushed over to her fallen sister. No! Anna, no! Please! She was mentally crying to herself as she pulled her sister onto her lap and felt her forehead.

Cold. That was all that greeted Elsa's touch when she felt her sister's head; sheer, bloody ice cold. Her ginger hair had a white streak in it now that stood out like a sore thumb. Elsa shook her sister slightly, desperate for a response. Nothing. The fear within Elsa soared like a rocket. The cold within her sister combined with the closed eyes, closed lips and no breathing from her made her fthink fot he worst case scenario.

"Anna!" Elsa muttered, her voice lose from the fear of what she had just done to her sister. She felt her hands and squeezed them to get a response.

Still nothing!

Unable to control her anguish, Elsa, clutching her sister tight to her body and tears running down her face, cried out "MOMMA! PAPA!" before burying her face into her sister's hair, sobbing.

All round Elsa, her anguish feelings were to have startling, and terrifying results. Quicker than one could breathe a breath, frost and ice began to carve its way across the already frozen floor, up the walls and across the ceiling like some kind of unstoppable, all-conquering army. Chairs frosted over, tables froze into block of ice and the mounds of snow quickly collapsed into ruin. Even the snowman Olaf fell apart as if struck by something as soon as the ice made contact with him.

This was Elsa's power at its height and, uncontrolled; it was very unnerving to say the least.

"Y-you're okay, Anna!" Elsa sobbed as she held Anna closer to her. "I got you!"

THUD! THUD! WHAM! The doors to the room that had been frosted over burst open and two adults rushed into the room, both dressed in their nightly attire. It was Caspian and his wife, Emma. Upon seeing the sight around them, both froze for a moment as if they too had been frozen in time by Elsa's powers. Then, snapping themselves back into reality, they rushed over to their daughters.

"Elsa, what have you done?!" Caspian said, horrified at what he saw before him. "This is getting out of hand!"

Elsa wiped away the tears with one of her hands, though she felt like she wanted to cry a river more. "I-it was an a-a-accident!" she sobbed, glancing up at them and then back down at Anna. "I'm sorry, Anna!"

Their mother knelt down beside them and gently took Anna from Elsa, gasping as soon as her hands felt her little body.

"She's ice cold!" she said, horror in her voice, looking at her husband. "What are we going to do?!"

"I know where we have to go," Caspian replied, picking up Elsa and, with his wife in tow, rushed out of the room.