A/N: I've been a little busy this holiday season but here we are at chapter 2. Thank you to everyone who has followed, favorited, and reviewed! Hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Chapter 2- Frost

"Woohoo!" Jack smiled as the wind carried him across the Atlantic sea. "Now, let's see here. Where can we make it snow next?"
He surveyed the landscape as he flew over it. "Woah, hold on there!" he halted to a stop, still in the air. Below him he saw a man pulling a small boat behind him. Jack smiled mischievously.

Hans grunted as he pulled his side boat behind him. He was close. Arendelle was only a few miles away now. He had rowed the little boat all night without stopping until he finally reached the shore. He thought about ditching the boat but thought better. He figured he needed a disguise to get into town. He just hoped his plan would work. The only thing now was to figure out how exactly he would get his revenge.
Suddenly an ice cold wind blew through. Small snowflakes drifted around him as he squinted his eyes. "Ugh!" He said as snow started to hit him in the face. Before he knew it the whole forest he was crossing through was covered with snow.
The wind died down as Hans looked around. It was still summer so there were only two possible explanations for the sudden snow storm. Either Mother Nature decided to end summer early or Elsa knew he was here.
Hans instinctively reached for his sword but was quickly reminded that it was taken away from him when he was taken prisoner. Luckily he still had the small knife in his right boot.
He quickly pulled it out as he searched around him, ready to attack.
"Easy there", said a playful voice, "I don't mean any harm." Hans whipped around to see a young man with his hands up; a staff resting between his shoulder and neck.
"Woah! I'm just havin a little fun!" The boy quickly added as he flinched back from the knife that almost cut his face.
"Who are you?" Hans didn't lower his knife. If anything he gripped it tighter as he grabbed Jack by his brown jacket.
Jack smiled, trying to stay calm. "Name's Jack Frost. Don't you know me? You must have heard of me." He replied hopefully as Hans slightly lowered his knife.
"I might have heard something. People always warn others about you." Hans let go of Jack. " I always thought you were just a myth."
"Ouch." Jack said, his tone somewhere between playful and hurt. He straightened out his jacket where Hans had grabbed him.
"So it's true, you are real." Said Hans as he looked around him. The whole forest was covered in glittering white snow.
"Yeah, pretty much." Jack said, still straightening out his jacket.
Hans turned his knife in his hand as he looked around and crunched some snow under his feet. An idea had come to him.
"You", Hans said as he pointed his knife back to Jack. The boy jumped again as the knife came close to cutting him. "You snowed this forest in mere seconds. Tell me, can you really do more than just nip people at the nose?"
Jack gulped, his wide eyes fixed on the knife pointing at him. "I could freeze an entire town if I wanted to."
"Good." Hans smiled as he put the knife back in his boot. "And you said you like to have a little fun?"
Jack leaned on his staff. "Oh yeah. I gotta keep myself amused, you know?"
Hans, to Jack's surprise, put his arm around his shoulders. "Then I've got just the thing to keep you amused."
Jack raised an eyebrow. "You do?"
"Yes! Have you ever been to Arendelle?"
Jack shrugged. "I've flown past it many times before but there was never really anything there that interested me. Why?"
Hans put a hand to his heart. "Oh Arendelle, my home. You know I would have been king by now if it weren't for that evil sorceress."
"What did she do?"
Hans put on his best sad face. "She tried freeze over my whole kingdom, then when her plan failed she...she...she froze my fiancé." Hans pretended to hold back his sorrow as his eyes watered with fake tears. "But that's not all. She turned all my people against me before she claimed herself queen. Now I fear I shall never get my revenge."
Jack watched as Hans picked up the boat to drag behind him once more. He felt bad for the poor prince. Not only had he lost his home but he lost his love. Now he was all alone and Jack knew what it was like to be alone.
"You know, I don't mind helping you." Jack finally said.
Hans turned around. "You don't?"
Jack smiled. "Sure. It sounds like you could use some help defeating this ice queen and it just so happens that I'm good with snow."
Hans smiled. "Then come with me."