Hey! I know this should've been the next chapter of "Of Beast & Beauty" but that's next. Sorry. I'm kinda stuck for how to start that. Plus I had my last day of school and my Legally Blonde the Musical auditions on Friday. I'm currently waiting to see what part I got. I hope I get Brooke but I would love just to be in that show. It's so much fun!
Also, I really wanted to get this chapter up. It has my favorite song like ever… Let It Go! Okay, I don't remember exactly how Elsa did the scene, so I'm just gonna do what I want, k? K. Also, there's gonna be a tiny Frozen crossover. Guess who Skye builds and brings to life? Olaf! He's so adorable that I just had to include him!
Anyways, enjoy this chapter and the song! (Also, I'm changing Elsa's dress design to make it a little more 'Skye')
Ward and the team just stood in shock, starring down the path Skye had taken. Ward grasped Skye's leather gloves tightly in his hands. He could still feel the coldness of her skin under them. How could he have let her hold her powers in for this long? This was all his fault. He kept her from showing everyone what she could truly do. Making his decision, he stuffed her gloves in his pocket, climbed over the ice and started down the ramp.
"Where are you going?" Coulson called after him. He turned to see Coulson climbing over the ice and stopping only a few feet from him.
"Where do you think?" Ward asked harshly. Skye could be in danger and he was wasting time by arguing with Coulson, "I'm going after Skye."
"No you're not." Hill stated as she and the rest of the team stepped over the ice, "We have no idea how powerful she is. We are not risking anyone's safety to find her."
Ward clenched his teeth trying not to let the Berserker staff take over him. "Look," He said, "I don't care what you think about Skye. You've only seen her powers when she was scared. Her emotions affect her powers, so she accidentally did this. I don't even know how powerful she could be. All I know is this. She kept her powers hidden because she was afraid to hurt you all. And I'm going after her whether you like it or not."
With that, Ward turned and ran into the snow. He tried to follow the path Skye had taken. The team stood on the cargo ramp, starring down the path in silence. After a moment, Hill broke the silence, "He's crazy."
"That's what Skye does to him." May explained simply, "He'd do anything for her. It's called being in love."
"How could I let this happen?" Skye muttered to herself as she trudged through the snow. She had finally gotten a safe distance away from the plane, although it meant having to climb a mountain. The team was safe from her. Then she realized something. "If the team is safe, I can finally stop holding back." She looked down and flexed her fingers. She could faintly see blue vines wrapping around her hands. "I'm free." She whispered, "I'm free!"
Piano chords started to come to her head. Music had always been her emotional escape. Maybe it could be her real escape too. She started singing lyrics that came to her head, thinking no one was around. Little did she know that Ward was an amazing tracker. He had found Skye just as she started singing. He decided to see what she was planning to do.
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I'm the Queen
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in;
Heaven knows I've tried
Don't let them in,
don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel,
don't let them know
Well now they know
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Skye opened her palm and snowflakes appeared in the air. Looking around she saw a stoop above her. "If I'm gonna be staying, I might as well make myself comfortable." She said to herself. She threw her hand towards the ground below it and stairs made of jagged looking ice formed, leading up to the stoop.
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on.
The cold never bothered me anyway
Skye stepped onto the first stair and it smoothed itself out. Placing her hand on the railing, it did the same thing. The stairs were now made of crystal clear, smooth ice. She unzipped her jacket, not needing it, and threw it into the wind.
It's funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can't get to me at all
Skye climbed the stairs and started walking towards the middle of the stoop. Unknown to her, Ward had followed as soon as he saw what beautiful things she could do. Swirling her hand, snow, rocks and sticks came together to form a snowman with buckteeth and a little twig on his head for hair. He was so adorable, Skye just had to make him.
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I'm free!
Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
Skye got to the middle of the stoop and looked at the ground. It was covered in thick, pearly white snow. "Perfect" She muttered. Stamping her foot to the ground, a thick layer of ice formed, spreading to the perfect length. Ward watched in amazement at Skye's display. Skye threw up her hands and walls of ice grew around her, building her perfect ice palace. Adding a second story and stairs of glittering ice, she started throwing ice to add finishing touches. Then she realized what she was missing. She threw her hand into the air and a shimmering snowflake chandelier formed above her head.
My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past
Ward could barely believe how beautiful Skye's power could truly be. This wasn't a curse. This was a gift. Inside the palace, Skye looked around at her work. Suddenly, she saw sparkling bits of ice flying out of her fingertips. She swirled her hand around and formed the first thing she thought of. The symbol of romance, a rose. It was then she realized she could never be with Ward again. He would never want her now that she knows her powers can hurt. And she didn't want to risk hurting him or anyone. Not wanting the rose to torture her with what might have been, she threw it to the ground, smashing it.
Let it go, let it go
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone
Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on
Skye suddenly felt too uncomfortable in her normal clothes. She stamped her foot and ice and snowflakes swirled around her body, changing her clothes into ones of ice. Once they had finished, she was standing in strappy ice blue heels matching her dress. Her dress was flowed like silk, strapless, and went down to a little above her knees. The piece de resistance was the long train made completely of snowflakes coming from the back of the dress. Swirling her hand over her head, little glittering snowflakes appeared in her brunette hair. She stepped out onto the balcony and threw her hands to the air in triumph.
The cold never bothered me anyway!
After her little show, she whipped around and went back into the palace. With a flick of her wrist, the door to the balcony slammed shut behind her.
She let out a sigh of relief. That had been just what she needed. A release. All that power building up inside her was finally at rest. The only thing was… now she didn't know if she could keep it inside again. She had left her gloves with Ward, so that was out. If any of the team showed up, she would have no way to protect them. But why would they come? Why would they come just to see some monster in an ice palace?
Suddenly, she heard the door opening downstairs. Her body immediately tensed. She couldn't be around people. Not like this. "Skye?" An all too familiar voice called. She knew that voice anywhere.
Cautiously, she climbed down the stairs to the catwalk above the first floor. She slowly stepped out of the shadows to see the one man she had hoped wouldn't come out of fear. "Grant?" She called back as she stepped up to the railing.
Grant turned to face her. It only took one look to completely take his breath away. "Skye, you look…" He started, trailing off. He couldn't find words to describe how beautiful she looked in her ice dress.
"Look, what?" Skye insisted, growing nervous about his answer. What would he think of her know that he saw her in her true form? How would he feel when she showed him that the girl he had known turned into a queen of snow and isolation?
"Beautiful." He breathed finally.
Okay, how did you guys like that? Cause, to be honest here, I had so much fun writing this chapter! I guess it's just fun to play with Skye's powers. You guys are in for a ride in the next few chapters. Just keep checking back in and R&R please! Pretty please, with a cherry on top?
Quote of the Day: Creativity can release you from the limitations that the world has constructed around you –Robert LaSardo
Song Suggestion: (What do you think it's going to be?) Let It Go –Idinia Menzel (Duh!)