Hey guys, so I'm back

This fanfic was originally planned to be just a poem, but I've decided to expand it into an actual story.

Thank you those who reviewed my fic. You were the reason I'm writing on.

I hope people could like it.

Disclaimer: Again, I don't own Rise of the Guardians or Frozen.


Winter has once again visited Arendele. The air was freezing, even more so in the elder princess's room.

Elsa understood the cold.

She was the cold.

But that doesn't mean that she welcomed it.

She was a creation of ice and snow, yet the fact only made her fear the white season more.

Her bedroom window was shut tightly, and her door was locked.

There she sat in the middle of her floor, curled up and shivering, not from the low temperature.

She breathed out a foggy white breath.

Maybe this was her destiny, her fate, to stay locked up for the rest of her life.

And the screeching wind howled outside.

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The spirit of winter soared through the sky.

Arendele.

This place was shrouded with a strange, intense sadness, like a tragedy struck just a few years ago.

The intense was because it was still a fresh memory.

But the strange was due to that it seems like not many people knew about it.

The kingdom's people went in with their happy lives, oblivious to the odd aura around the castle.

The spirit approached the palace cautiously, for he felt uncertain about it. But as he got closer, his slowly let his defense down. He sensed that there was no danger, only an unstable but still weak magic.

Jack Frost reached the source of the unusual magic.

It was a girl.

He widened his eyes in surprise.

A girl.

Still young, yet she carried much more sadness than normal grown-mans. Her eyes were deep, and as dead as a pool with no clear water.

A spark of ice played on her fingertips, but she didn't even take notice. Like she's tired of it, yet unable to stop it from happening.

Ice.

Winter magic.

His own element.

Jack carefully opened the huge windows.

He would help her, the girl.

Because he knew what's it like to be shut off from the world.

And no one deserved that much loneliness.


I know it's short, I'll try to write more next time.

I don't know, maybe they'll meet in the next chapter, if there is a next chapter.

I've mostly planned out how this would go but I'm not sure if I could keep it up.

Please tell me what you think about it. Thanks. ^_^