Princess Luka Vocalzal here with another new chapter! Also I finally got a cover picture! I hope you guys like it, I just looked it up under 'Frozen Elsa Maleficent' it was in the second row of pictures if I'm not mistaken. Anyways, we left off right after Hans delivered the wings to the now dead King Dagur (I'm not a big fan of Dagur, but even I don't wish him dead, its just storyline) and we discover that Hans is to marry his daughter Princess now Queen Heather (sorry Heather fans but she's not exactly getting a lot of limelight), I'm not big on OCs so she was the only logical choice for my plot-line. Also, Elsa has her ice castle and she's met her soon-to-be minion (sounded better than henchman, I'm not sure what Maleficent consider Diable or whatever his name is at the beginning), so without further a-duo…let's start!
Oh, before I forget, I don't own Frozen, How to Train Your Dragon or Maleficent for that matter, or any of the characters under any three of those movies.
Okay, now here we go!
Elsa didn't know what compelled her to start following the odd raven around, but she did. She supposed it was because as much as she wanted to be alone, concealed within the protective, ice-cold walls of her newly obtained fortress, she still wanted some form of contact even if it was watching the strange bird around every once in a while.
If the bird noticed her at all, it made no effort to acknowledge her or even show he (she recalled that all male ravens were larger and bulkier in comparison to females) knew she was there, so she simply kept to herself as she watched him peck at the fields of one of the grain farms, annoying the farmer who lived there. It was actually one of the few farms that sat so close to the Moores, its close proximity being the only thing that allowed her to leave the safety of her home at all.
But one day, weeks after becoming wingless, did the white-blonde fairy found herself concealed amongst the pale golden stalks of wheat, eyes glimmering with silver and magic as she watched the raven become trapped in a simple net, pinned to the ground. The loud, barrage of intense squawks of the bird and barks of the farmers dog almost drowned the farmer's triumph shouts of finally catching the poor avian in Elsa's ears.
Her icy eyes suddenly gleamed with silvery intent as she raised two slim fingers together and moved them in a slow circular motion, creating a flurry of snow that glimmer in the late afternoon sun with silver. With a flick of the two fingers, she whispered silky, "Into a man."
Obeying her movements, the flurry shot forth, becoming a long sliver of snow and magic, striking the raven from behind, making it squawk in startled-shock. But then, to the farmer's shock, the raven began to grow in size and as it did, it changed in shape as it flailed to escape its restraints, not completely noticing what was happening to it at first.
It's wings began to stretch, its feathers either molted or shrunk away revealing fair skin, not as pale as Elsa's but not as pale as Hans' skin either, giving the smallest trace of tan due to him being a creature of warmth, but it was just barely there. It's legs thickened with muscle and human flesh as they grew, talons multiplying into five and turning into human feet, wings becoming arms and hands.
As the transformation was halfway complete, the bird-turning-man finally noticed what was going on as his squawks and shrills became human cries and shouts, allowing him to scramble to his feet as the fearful farmer ran off screaming about demons, his dog running off after spotting Elsa. As the bird-turning-man tossed off the net, his transformation finished, revealing a rugged muscle man that looked as if he spent his whole life doing heavy lifting, the type who made a life in the mountains with golden, chin-length, messy hair that was matted with dirt and pieces of wheat, his skin having dirt patches as well, but he still had his intelligent deep brown, almost golden eyes.
The bird-turned-man gasped as he looked himself over in dumbfounded shock, trying to find the smallest trace of his bird form, only he found none; he was completely human now. But his question was how, it should've been impossible.
Footsteps caught his attention as the temperature, despite the beating late summer sun, dropped considerably and he heard writhing and dry wheat snap under the steps. Turning he recognized the wingless fairy he had seen in the ice fortress walking out from the wheat. He had noticed her following him around, but hadn't done anything because he knew her kind was a force to be reckoned with and figured she was just curious on why a raven like him was in the mountains, so he had let her be. Well, at least he knew how he turned human…but none of that meant he was happy with it.
"What have you done to me?" He demanded her, trying not to sound too demanding, but hey cut him some slack, he was turned into a human for Heaven's sakes. "Would you proffered I let him beat you?" Elsa replied with a delicate arch of her eyebrow.
Deciding to be sassy despite his respect for her people, he looked himself over once more, before giving her an unsure look as he responded, "I'm not sure."
"Oh, cut the sass act," Elsa said not buying it, "I saved your life." If there was one thing she knew for sure about ravens, it was that among all birds, they were the most loyal and honourable. The raven-man winced as if remembering the fact.
"My apologizes…" He said more respectfully, his deep baritone voice more clearer now that he was calming down, fitting his human form nicely, "Mistress."
"What do I call you?" Elsa asked ignoring the title, though she secretly found it nice compared to the names she was called in the past. "Kristoff, ma'am," The blonde replied settling into his new role rather quickly in her mind, "And I am here to serve you, whatever you need of me."
Elsa became quiet at his words, eyes now flashing not with magic, but emotion; hurt, forlorn, betrayal, the smallest trace of hope all swirled in her eyes, but she kept her face otherwise unhindered. "Wings," She finally said making the newly named Kristoff blink, a confused expression on his face, "I need you to be my wings, as well as eyes and ears in places I cannot reach." Kristoff accepted her request with a nod of his head.
Moments later, they were walking away leisurely, borrowing clothes from the farmer's house for Kristoff as her spy couldn't go walking around butt-naked and Kristoff started to complain about the cold. He now wore a deep red shirt that fit snugly on him under a brown coat with a tanned collar with matching fur on the cuffs and edge, fitting with a dark belt. He completed his new clothes with dark brown almost black pants and a pair of black boots, strapping a pair of snowshoes to his back should he need to walk in the deep snow of the mountains.
As they walked, Kristoff said, "Um…can I have my feathers back, please?" In response, Elsa snapped her fingers, engulfing Kristoff in a full-length flurry of snow that gleamed with silver that moved with her. It quickly shrunk into the air before disbursing to reveal Kristoff once more in his natural form. Kristoff cawed at her as if saying 'thanks!' before flying towards the castle to perform his first task.
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It took Kristoff a while to locate the one known as Hans as his new mistress ordered and perched himself discreetly in one of the open walkways, everyone was too engulfed in the ceremony to take notice to him. Lords and ladies from all across the country was dressed in their finest, colors a-plenty filled the grand hall, watching the coronation.
Shifting his eyes to the dais where everyone's attention was, he was stunned to see the man his mistress sent him to find standing before the two royal red and gold thrones, kneeling where all kings were to be as the crown as pasted officially to them. Hans was dressed in a creamy-white suit, a sharp contrast to his guests, a pair of whitish-blue gloves on his hands and pinned around his neck, draping around him was the thick, red cloth of a royal cape, decorated leisurely with golden, majestic lions with a white fur trim on the end.
Sitting one of the thrones was a beautiful woman just a year or so younger than Hans with the same fair skin with long dark hair the color of the night sky tied up lavishing in a sideways braid with a single mint-green ribbon lacing through it to give flair and eyes like silver. She wore a beautiful deep green gown with a sweetheart bodice that had paler lace with long flared sleeves, a silver chain around her neck and satin green shoes adorned her feet.
She wore a golden, jewel-encrusted crown to match the one that was being gingerly placed on Hans' head. "The first of his region," The priest announced as Hans took his cue to raise, "King Hans." Everyone applauded, drowning out the shocked, yet disbelieving squawk of a certain blonde-toned raven, who took off to deliver the news as Hans took his seat next to his new wife.
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Atop the balcony of her ice castle, Elsa stood by the edge taking in the news Kristoff had given her, said raven, who was now in his human form, was lingering by the double doors, wisely giving her, her space. "He did this to me…" Elsa finally spoke in a slow, yet dangerously low tone of voice, which made Kristoff flinch a bit towards the inside of the castle, "Just so he can become…king…" The orb of her staff slowly began to glow as her power grew along side her anger.
Kristoff mentally counted down from three and no sooner did he hit one, did Elsa snap. With an enraged scream, Elsa let the magic fly, sending an ice-blue almost white blast of lightening into the sky, creating slowly growing storm clouds as Kristoff watched with wide eyes as it began to snow once more.
From his bedroom balcony, dressed in his nightwear, Hans stepped out from the warmth and enjoyment of finally having a moment's peace with his wife, when he had noticed a sudden light in the sky. He gripped the railing with a sickening feeling in his stomach.
The light was coming from the Moores and while it looked like lightening from the distance, he doubted lightening was suppose to be that color, much less be going up instead of down. Yet at the same time, he had the most unsettling feeling it had something to do with Elsa and something bad was going to happen.
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Speaking of Elsa, the winter fairy was wearing an expression of hatred as she trudged through the forests of Moores, never once noticing how each step, began to turn the beautiful green brown and brittle, turning everything from spring and summer into fall and winter. The magical creatures that were her friends noticed the sudden snowfall and the change in the environment, and were confused…until they saw her. Gasping in shock and confusion at seeing the once cheerful fairy wingless and so angry.
As she reached the slabs of rock that sat in the middle of the rivers' center, her ice began to spread around it as the creatures gathered. "Your wings!" A water dancer gasped in shock as Kristoff flew up.
The ice grew forming a throne of spiked ice, giving a dark and sinister appearance with it being darker in color, giving a sort of intimidating feeling even as Kristoff perched in the middle of the backrest. If being king meant so much, lets see how King Hans faired against the Snow Queen, ruler of the Moores. Elsa smiled coldly as she sat in her new chair at the thought, Snow Queen seemed to fit her just fine.
The creatures were confused, why was Elsa suddenly crowning herself their queen when they never had such needs? But soon Alsek and his fellow giants appeared motioning harshly for them to bow, which stunned everyone. They all shared unsure looks having pretty good ideas this wasn't good, but compared to Elsa, who could turn the whole Moores into a frozen wasteland in one mood swing, they had little choices. So, reluctantly, every magical creature present bowed, accepting Elsa as their ruler.
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Months passed since Elsa's crowning and all within the human city moved on as if all was normal, living much more peacefully under the first near year of their new king's region. Yet, their was news in the castle, very grand news indeed.
In the ever hot chambers of the laundry maids as the clothes and sheets were being washed, hung, fixed or pressed, a portly maid suddenly rushed in looking very excited as she rushed to the closest maid. After rapidly tapping the top of the pressing table and getting the younger girl's attention, the slightly older girl said in a hitch-pitched, excited squeal, "It's a boy!"
The maid gasped and soon the entire room was filled with excited squeals of, "It's a boy!" Along with the soon-to-be endless chatter about the news; Queen Heather had just delivered a healthy baby boy, a prince.
Little did the maids know, was that perched in one of the few windows, listening in to their patter, was a familiar raven with a patch of blonde on his head. After hearing all he needed to, Kristoff quickly took to the skies, intent on getting to his mistress as soon as possible.
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Elsa was pacing in the upper flower of her ice castle awaiting Kristoff's return when she heard him cawing, her signal to open the doors. Elsa used her magic to do so, allowing Kristoff to fly in, Elsa changed him to his human form as soon as he was through the doorframe causing the startled man to slip across the floor and land on his rear end.
"Well?" Elsa asked impatiently waiting as Kristoff managed to push himself back onto his feet. Kristoff looked around unsure if he should even tell her this, but after seeing her insistent, yet very impatient look, having been waiting a while to find out what all the fuss in town was about, he knew he had little choices. "There's…been a development," He finally said with an edge in his voice that she didn't miss.
"And…?" She pressed not at all satisfied with that answer, Kristoff could tell if he didn't tell her, she'd freeze it out of him, literally. "There's…well…King Hans and Queen Heather…they…" Kristoff said unsure how to tell her, "Have a child," Elsa blinked a look of shock on her face like she just been slapped, "A boy."
This served Elsa as a painful reminder that Hans had chosen the human world over her. A part of her wondered if there was something else to the whole thing she just wasn't seeing, but it was easily crushed by the hurt of the fact that Hans had said child with another woman instead of her and had taken her wings just so he could life his dream.
As she walked towards the balcony, now scarily quiet, Kristoff was unsure if he should continue or leave her be to brood like she did the last few months. Deciding she'd freeze him if he didn't do the former, he slowly but surely joined her on the balcony taking in the view so he didn't have to see her face as he said, "There's to be a christening…" At not getting a reply, he added, "It's too be a grand celebration."
Elsa blinked at hearing this, an idea forming in her mind as she fixed her gaze on the ominous orb that sat atop her staff. Well, if Hans wanted to mess with the important things in her life…
"A grand celebration…" She finally said making Kristoff jump and look at her, but then wished he didn't. As she glanced at him, her lips were pressed into the most sinister smile, her eyes flashing with a dark sense of mischief and malice as the orb beside her gave a soft, but dark glow, the flurry inside picking up its pace. He really didn't like that look, not at all.
"…let's not disappoint them," Elsa finished wickedly.
Why not mess with everything important with his?
Yeah, he so didn't like that look.
And that wraps up chapter four! Elsa is diving into the dark path revenge against Hans, whose son is finally born! Poor Kristoff, that's all I got to say! And yes, Kristoff is the bird-guy (I've given up trying to spell his name!) so I'm thinking of ideas for those other forms that Elsa is supposed to turn him into, like for example; should I keep the whole bird-themed horse? Or should I make it a reindeer so Sven has some sort of appearance or whatever? You guys get to pick. Also, you're going to find out who our cursed prince is going to be in the next chapter; who do you guys think its going to be?
Now for all the lovely reviews I've been getting since my previous update:
Firstly, to pokeyoftheshadows: No biggie, everyone makes mistakes, I know I do, I mistook my grandma for my mom once. As for the whole Once Upon A Time reference I don't entirely get what you mean, but I guess it would make sense, since the whole show shows you how Regina and Rumplestiltskin (or however you spell that guys name with whole deal-obsession) got to where they are in life, having not started out evil. And thanks, I'm glad your enjoying the story, though I'm not sure it's all that good, it's not that hard to use just the characters the movies give you if you just try to think it out, I mean, look how well the characters match up for the most part, but thanks anyways, you're actually starting to make me blush. And yeah, the dark moment kinda did fit Hans didn't it? Everyone has a dark side and the staff is a nice blend of Elsa and Maleficent, isn't it, not exactly all Maleficent, but not all Snow Queen either. Hope you like the chapter!
Secondly, to my newest reviewer, ravenx1988: I hope you like this one and if you have any opinions or suggestions or whatever, feel free to share them with me, I don't judge, I value my readers' opinions just as much as my own. And I love your avatar, where'd you find it? For future reference, I tend to get chatty.
To Sammael29: It's always a pleasure to always get a nice review, it's a nice change to get an actual one I can really respond to compared to the ones I get in my other fics. As for your question, you were right on the money; it is Kristoff, I guess the blonde spot on his head gave it away the most, huh? And his eyes, and good insight on the fact I'm using strictly Frozen and HTTYD characters, not a lot of people catch that. Catch ya in your next review!
And to my final and also newest reviewer, Vahn N. Chrome: I never said it was Hiccup and while he is the most logical choice, being the closet in personality to Aurora in the limited amount of characters I have left to work with, I have a different idea in mind for him just not presently. But yeah, I do kinda pity the prince…being the kid of a villain ain't pretty, just as the kids in Disney's Descendants! But other than that, thanks for the compliment and do me a favour and keeping checking for typos and whatnots, cause I'm sure I'm bad for that! Thanks!
And that is that, I'll see what I can do about updating my other stories, but until then, I guess I'll be chatting with you guys later, bye-bye! Oh, and NO FLAMING!
