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"Jack Frost?" Elsa mumbled, more to herself than to Jack. The name sounded familiar to her, but she can't really remember why or how.

Suddenly, a quick wave came through her, as if her mind is forcefully trying to remember a certain memory—

"This is the story of Jack Frost, the winter spirit who brings snow days and blizzards to the world." A mother tells her two daughters. The younger one, Anna, cuts her off.

"Ooh! Just like Ewsah!" she exclaims, wagging her finger at her sister. The two laugh as their mother gives them a warm smile.

"Yes, dear." She continues. "Just like Elsa. Anyway, Jack Frost visits every kingdom in the world during wintertime. All the little kids love his flurries; often going out of their homes to build snowmen and have snowball fights. Jack enjoyed watching this, and he started to approach one of the children, a little boy named Tyler. Tyler was immediately scared by Jack's appearance; pale white with snow-colored hair and icy blue eyes. He frantically ran away from him, screaming. Jack was saddened by this, and he retreated back to his house which was high up in the mountains. Though people are scared of me, he thought, I will still keep on spreading snow to the little kids, because I know that it makes them happy. And so, every year, the kids waited long and hard for winter, and Jack Frost would watch as little smiles spread across their little faces, playing in the winter snow."

She closed the book. "So, did you like it, girls?"

The older one, Elsa, clapped. She liked it very much because Jack Frost sounded a lot like her. It gave her hope that she wasn't entirely alone in having ice powers.

Anna though, wasn't as pleased. "Why were the kids scared of Jack? He lowks a lot like Ewsah, and she isn't scary…"

Their mother nodded solemnly. "I know, sweetie. Maybe the kids were just scared because he looked different from them."

Elsa stumbled back, shocked by this. Was that her as a little kid? And that other girl was supposed to be her sister. Where were they? Why was she the only one going through this?

"Hey, are you okay?" Jack asked. Elsa, again, nodded. She sat down on a nearby bench, shaking her head.

Jack sat down beside her, though she was too occupied to notice.

"Where are they?" she asked him finally.

"Uh, who?"

"My family. Them." she said, as calmly as she could. She could feel the tears coming again, but she shut her eyes to stop.

"I kinda can't answer that." He said. "But I know someone who can." He smirked, as if this wasn't a big deal.

"Who?"

Jack stood up and walked a few steps forwards. He thought she would follow him, but when he looked back, she was still glued to her seat.

"Well, what are you waiting for? C'mon!" he said, stretching out his hand.

"Who are you? Why can you see me but they can't?" she questioned, eyes still closed. Slowly, tears dropped to her cheeks. She couldn't handle it anymore. All of this was making her crazy.

"I told you, I'm Jack Frost. And I can see you because I'm the other winter spirit—the Man in the Moon told you about me right? And if you just let me take you, I'll bring you to the other guardians. Oh, and uh, they can't see you 'cause they don't believe in you. Really long story. So anyway, will you just come with me to them or what?"

Elsa carefully stood up, wiping her tears quickly with the back of her hand. She nods at him, and he gets some sort of snow globe and throws it in the air. A swirling pattern uncovers in front of them. Jack grabbed Elsa's wrist and both of them jumped into the opening. Well, Jack jumped and Elsa was pulled, but it was basically the same thing.

Elsa closed her eyes throughout the whole trip, and when she opened them, she found herself in some sort of workshop. Toys were being made in every aisle. Little elves skittered along the carpets, rushing to get the toys to the other side. And—yetis? Big, hairy creatures were making the toys; painting them and attaching new parts. And in front of it all, stood Santa Claus. He was wearing a huge fur coat, and was commanding all the elves and yetis to hustle up for Christmas.

"What's going on? Why are we here?" Elsa whispered over to Jack, who was looking around and talking to the elves and yetis.

"Hey, North. Here she is." He told Santa Claus, ignoring Elsa.

Santa Claus turned, and said, "Oh? Good, good! Okay, we have introduction to being a guardian now."

Before Elsa could respond any further, music started playing dramatically and all the little elves started playing trumpets. The yetis gave Elsa some sort of 'welcome necklace', and she reluctantly put it on. The elves gave Santa Claus a huge, thick book that was dusty on both sides. He opens it and starts reading, "Will you, Elsa the Snow Queen, vow to watch over the children of the world? To guard them with your life, their hopes, their wishes, and their dreams. For they are that we have, all that we are, and all that we will ever be."

Obviously he was expecting Elsa to say yes. But she was so confused by what's happening that she just stayed blank.

After a while, it became awkward, so Elsa decided to speak up.

"I'm sorry but, what?" she asked.

Santa Claus loomed over her and explained, "You see Elsa, we are guardians. The tooth fairy, the sandman, and the Easter bunny, and even Jack Frost—who would have thought, eh? And now if you say yes to oath, you will become one too."

"But what is a guardian, exactly?" she asks.

"Well, they are the ones who watch over children. They protect them with their life, and share their powers with them. That is why you are Snow Queen—you have power over ice, just like Jack. And your duty is to spread winter to them."

Elsa shook her head. She wanted to do what Santa told her. Really, she did. But her powers—they're out of control. What if she just ends up hurting the children? "I'm sorry, but no."

Santa was obviously shocked by this, and a lot of the elves and yetis were too. "What? What do you mean no?"

Elsa sighed. "I mean, I can't watch over the children for fear of getting them in danger. My powers aren't in control yet. I don't want to… I don't want to hurt the children."

He looked at her with sad eyes, as if he can understand perfectly. "I know that you are afraid, Elsa. But you have to at least try. Jack… he will teach you all he knows. We need you, Elsa. We need you to help us."

Elsa looked back and forth from Santa and Jack. Santa looked pleading, while Jack looked… convincing.

She thought about it long and hard. Was it really worth it? Would Jack really be able to teach her?

"I'll try." She finally tells him.

"Great!" Santa exclaims, clapping his hands. The music resumed and the elves started dancing around her, their pointy hats jingling.

"Okay, so you train with Jack now. Later we have meeting with other guardians."

Outside in the winter cold, Jack lead Elsa to a little spot near some icy mountains. He was gliding in the air all the way there, and Elsa wondered if she too had the power to fly.

They reached a little cave that was pretty hidden from sight.

"Okay, just… uh, let me see your powers. Don't freeze anything… just let the ice flow in your hands." He explained, rather nervously.

Elsa took a deep breath, and felt the cold spread throughout her body. It cooled down from her head to her fingertips, and slowly, precisely, she created some snowflakes and let them flutter above her palms. She did her best to control it, keeping them light and harmless.

"Okay, good, good. Now, freeze that tree over there." He told her again.

Taking another deep breath, Elsa pointed her palms towards one of the tall pine trees and ice flowed from her hands. It hit the surface with a thud and started spreading across the tree, encasing it in a cone of ice. She smiled slowly, feeling in control.

Suddenly, a massive amount of snow erupted from her hands, sending her backwards. The snow hit the tree, causing it to tip over and fall. Elsa skidded along the cold cave floor, defeated, her hands trembling.

"I can't do it." She told Jack. "I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Look, you're not going to hurt anyone. I'm going to help you." He says, helping her up. He stands her firmly, pressing his hands on her shoulders.

"But first," he lectured. "You need to let it go."