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Anna was lost in thought as she fell, not even quite comprehending that she was about to die. She had been so focused on the person she had seen before she fell off, the man that looked like her father. "Anna, you have to believe in magic! Jack Frost can save you if only you believe in him!" Iduna screamed at her daughter, knowing that she could do nothing from where she stood. The fall was deep, definitely deep enough to kill her daughter. Anna had the potential to believe, but it might not come until it was too late.

Anna thought she was imagining things, but she wanted to do what her mother told her to do. She couldn't refuse, not when her mother sounded so afraid. "Jack Frost, huh? Where are you?" she asked herself, searching for this man that would save her. As hard as she tried, nothing came. She couldn't see anything, not this man that her parents claimed would save her or anything. Jack saw her look of confusion and realized it wasn't enough. Their words would not bring belief to this girl, she needed to see his magic to believe.

Glancing below them, Jack saw the ground approaching quickly. He swung his staff in front of him, blasting as much snow as possible onto the ground below. It took a bit of focus, but he had to get enough to save her from this fall. She might get cold, but at least she would be alive. Anna glanced at the sudden flurry of snow around her, watching as it appeared out of no where and began to build up on the ground beneath her.

"Magic..Jack Frost, someone like Elsa." she whispered, thinking about what it meant. That much was obvious, that this was coming from someone magical near her. It would explain her mother's yell, her desire for her to believe in this Jack Frost. Well, after seeing that it was hard to not believe. Suddenly, she saw a boy flying next to her, actually flying and not just falling like her. She gasped and as soon as she did so, she felt arms catch her and bruise her sides. "Hey, let me go! I am engaged, just so you know." she said angrily, pounding against his chest.

Jack looked at the girl like she was crazy. Shouldn't she be more concerned with her near-death experience? Sighing, he brought her back up to stand next to the stairs, which the boy from earlier was just staring at with wide eyes. "That is some serious ice. I just might cry." he commented, running his hand over the railing.

Iduna and Agnarr ran forward as soon as Anna was released, crushing their daughter against their bodies. "Mom, Dad, is that really you?" Anna asked, her voice muffled by their clothes. Iduna realized that someone must have found the wreckage. Her daughter was convinced that they had died. Their goal had been to discover what had attacked them and they had even failed that goal. As soon as they saw a sign that Elsa was in danger, they had run off after her, ignoring the danger.

"I told you Pitch would be back. I'm guessing he has something planned for this Elsa you keep mentioning." Jack said, also curious about the ice. He joined Kristoff by the stairs, examining its smooth surface. It was amazing how it held up. Jack wished he had figured out how to make something like this. The potential for it was endless. Jack decided he would start practicing as soon as he got home. He would master this skill and let Jaimie be the first one to test out his new magic.

"Hello! I am Olaf!" something said from behind him. Kristoff stared at the snowman in confusion, unable to see who he was talking to. "Olaf, nothing is there." he said, turning away from the ice sculpture for just one moment. Jack snorted, used to this attitude from people who didn't believe. He had learned that belief wasn't the most important thing in the world, especially when focusing on it created people like Pitch. "Sorry, not many people can see me. I'm Jack Frost." he said, turning around to see a snow man standing behind him.

"No way! You're a snow man, a living, talking snow man!" Jack exclaimed, growing excited. He had heard of Frosty back home, but even he had his limits. Push off the guy's hat and he becomes just a regular snow man, no powers or magic about him. This one didn't have a hat and was clearly using its own magic to survive. "Well, I believe so." Olaf said, looking down at himself to try and determine if he was alive.

Kristoff was only getting more confused as Olaf continued talking to nothing. He sighed and gave up, figuring that it was another of the snow man's crazy ideas. At least it was better than his desire to tan in the sun. Jack laughed though, amused by the snow man's confusion. "I like you, Olaf. I think we're going to be great friends." he said with a smile. Olaf smiled back and reached out his arms. "Oh joy, I get another friend! Do you like warm hugs too?" Jack decided to play along, since it wasn't doing any harm.

Anna walked over and giggled when she saw Olaf and Jack. "What are you guys doing?" she asked, making Kristoff turn and look at her. "Don't tell me you see his invisible friend too." he said with a groan. There was just one too many crazy people on this trip. Looking at Sven, he could tell that someone was in agreement with him. Jack shrugged, stepping away from Olaf and swinging his staff over his shoulder. "If someone doesn't believe I exist, they can't see me, hear me, or feel me." he explained.

"Wow, and I thought I had an isolated life. I mean, I lived in a castle and never met anyone outside, but at least the servants could see me. I also had my sister, but she didn't really talk to me much. She was there though!" Anna rambled as Iduna and Agnarr walked up from behind her. "Elsa will be this way. This bridge was made by her." Iduna informed them, leaving Jack even more curious about this girl. He had heard so little about her, but he wanted to know about her magic. Just what was Elsa capable of?

Elsa loved her castle, the isolation of it and the freedom. She had been so restricted back home, afraid of releasing her power and showing everyone what she was capable of. Here, she could do whatever she wanted to do. Her magic flowed freely, without fear of harming anyone. Her nightmares had vanished and it seemed like a dark cloud had vanished from her life. This was exactly what she had needed, the best place for her in the world.

Elsa shook her head as she heard a scream. It was impossible for someone to be out this far, unless they were crazy. No one would want to look for her, so it must have been her imagination. Her isolation would not be disturbed, not any time soon. Unfortunately, she was wrong. A breeze blew by her, catching her attention and making her turn towards the balcony, where her doors of ice were standing wide opened. She knew that she had closed them earlier, so someone had to be in the house. With no damage to the exterior of the castle, her curiosity grew. This individual had to have used magic to get inside. It had to have been the source of the breeze.

"I'm not alone." she whispered, realizing exactly what it meant. Someone was here who could use magic like her! She might learn how to control it. Once she did that, she could return home to Anna, try and restart their relationship. Her sister would be so happy and Elsa would no longer have to hide from the world. As she turned back towards the room, she saw a boy standing in her palace, staring at his surroundings in awe. His hair practically matched her own in color and he wore light brown pants and a dark blue hoodie. Resting behind his head, the boy held a staff that looked like it was nothing more than a twisted tree branch.

"Are you…like me?" she asked him, catching his attention. He looked surprised, but smiled at her in response. "Wow, that was easier than I thought. It took me hundreds of years back home to get someone to believe me. Here, all it takes is a little breeze and a few words from a friend to get someone to see me." Jack commented, shaking his head and holding out his hand. "Jack Frost, and I do not know if I am like you. According to the trolls of your world, I am 'cursed' with magic, not born." he said, frowning as he mentioned being cursed. He hadn't been able to get it out of his head, uncertain of if it was true or not. The Guardians always viewed their powers as gifts, but they did come at a great cost. Maybe they truly were cursed, forced to live for all eternity depending on the belief of others.

Elsa heard what he said, but her focus was on the fact that he had magic. She didn't care how he ended up with it, he was still like her. She glanced down at her hands, still not quite able to believe her luck, that she found someone like her. "You have magic, then. You are like me." she said, her gaze returning to the boy. Jack sighed, thinking she still didn't quite get it. He pulled his staff in front of him, holding it with one hand while he used his other to create a single snowflake. He pushed it towards Elsa, allowing her to get a closer look at his creation. It was simple, a weak show of his powers, but it would be enough to put most people in this world in a state of amazement. He had realized quickly that most of these people were afraid of magic, so he was trying to tone it down.

Elsa stared at it in amazement, surprised to see that his magic was like hers. She held the snowflake in the palm of her hand, smiling to herself. "Can you make anything else?" she asked, curious to know how strong he was. He already seemed to know a lot and be in control of his powers. She needed to learn from him, especially now that she realized he used the same magic she did. "Of course, who do you think is responsible for snow days?" Jack said, walking around the room. He was amazed at what she had created and it only solidified his desire to practice making ice sculptures when he got home. He could make ice, sure, but he had never tried shaping it like this.

Elsa smiled and ran forward, getting overexcited about what he might be able to show her. She didn't know what a 'snow day' was, but it sounded interesting and linked to his magic. "You have to show me!" she said, grabbing his arm. That was when she looked down and realized what she was doing. She was touching him, something she never did to anyone. She was always afraid of her power and how it would affect others. Realizing what she had done, she immediately withdrew her hand, afraid of what kind of damage she had already done.

Jack noticed her strange behavior, but he didn't think too much of it. Unlike the others, this girl seemed to understand that magic could be fun. Instead of running away from it, she wanted to see more. Grinning, Jack spread his arms wide and began making it snow inside the palace. "Ready for some real fun?" he asked, forming a snow ball in his hand, ready to throw it at Elsa.

She had been watching in amazement, but was now feeling uncomfortable with his plan. He wanted to play games with her, using magic. She still remembered what happened last time she did that, with her sister. Her mind went back to her sister's fall, Elsa's own attempt to save her, and the near-death of her sister as a result. "Stop! My magic, it's dangerous. I'm sorry, I just can't." she said, stepping back, but not before Jack hit her with his snow ball.

It had no effect, something that surprised Jack. He was always able to put someone in a playful mood, even Cupcake from back home. Just one frost covered snow ball and they would be laughing, joining in on the fun. This girl was looking upset now, which made Jack sigh and stop the snow from falling. It didn't change the pile of it that had formed on the floor, but it wasn't getting larger anymore. Staring at this girl, he was beginning to wonder just what it was she was afraid of. Pitch had certainly sensed it, so whatever it was it must have a a major impact on her life. Jack was determined to not let fear control her. He would get rid of that fear and stop Pitch, he was certain of it.

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