My family...I've done all I can to protect it...
My name is Agnarr, king of Arendelle. However right now I am far away from home, tired and uncertain of what to do to go back.
With each passing day I fear that we may not get help anytime soon if ever
I always wonder how my life led me to where I am currently with my wife Iduna and our children
More often than not I remeber the day when my life changed and also am reminded of the tail I told my daughters once
Far away, as north as we can go, stood a very old and a veryenchanted forest but it's magic wasn't that of goblins or lost fairies.
It was protected by the msot powerful spirits of all. Those of air,of the fire, a water and earth...
...buit it was also home to the mysterios Northuldra people, people of the sun.
Unlike Elsa, they were not magical, they just coexisted with gifts of the forest, their ways were so far different than ours...but still they promised friendship to my father, King Runeard and all of us in our kingdom.
In honor of that, my father built them a mighty damm to strengthen their waters. It was a gift of peace.
And I was honored to get to go to the forest and celebrate it
However that day wasn't as good as I imagined. My father and I had a...complicated...relationship which became worse after my mother Rita left for unknown reasons. I had few things to remember her by, with her portrait on castle wall and a stuffed puffin Sir Jorgenbjorgen that she gifted to him which helped him ease his emotions at times, especially when his father made it difficult... Like on hat day, we argued at the dam. He was angry at me for wandering off to explore. He said I was acting like a child, not a scolded me in front of everyone—all the soldiers and shield-maidens. I was embarrassed. Angry, too. I've been angry with him for a long time. It was like nothing I ever did was good enough for him. That he wished he had a better son.
And so I wasn't in a good position at that time and not all prepared for what the day would bring, just like I wasn't prepared now
We let down our guard, we were charmed and it felt so magical
For a moment it felt like everything was great ...but something went wrong
Neither me and Iduna know why even to this day but they were attacking us. It was a brutal battle...
...In which my father was lost and the fighting enraged the spirits
They turned their magic against us all
There was this voice and someone saved me
I was then told by Lord Petterson that spirits vanished and a poweful mist covered the forest , locking everyone out and everyone on the inside are stuck there even my once official guard Mattias.
He was a good man, I wish I could see him again, and ask him what to do. And as complicated as our relationship was with my father, I feel guilty, too. If we hadn't fought that day, I would have been by his side when it all happened. Maybe I could have helped. Maybe I could have saved him. Maybe he wouldn't be dead.
And that night I came home a king of arendelle... it was not easy for me.
To be a king especailly at my age was a great responsibility. Bt although my burden was great, I was determined to be a good king, a better king.
On that day I also met her, my wife Iduna. At the time she was said to be a daughter of Greta and Torra to hide her original identity since the day the forest fell, Arendellians have despised and distrusted Northuldra with a vengeance.
We became close friends, she was my best friend in fact
We spent many years together, she was helping me with my duties and negotiations and even sharing stories.
And she told me it was her that saved me and that she is also from nothuldra. Although surprised, I was very happy she was there for me.
We eventally got married, it was the happiest day of my life.
And then she gave birth to our precious daughters, Elsa and Anna.
They were like their mother, Anna was very impulsive while Elsa had some of her maturity...
But later we found out she had inherited much more than we had expected.
When Elsa and Anna were playing together, building a snowman...Elsa accidentally froze Anna. She couldn't wake up, one stripe of her hair turned white.
Some time later, after hearing Elsa's frantic cries, we broke through the frozen doors of the Great Hall.
Upon seeing the icy interior of the room and Anna's unconscious form, I told Elsa not to use them again at least for a time being. To conceal them, no feel them as I did when I was nervous, as my father did and his father before him. I wish I could take back my words.
When Iduna remarked that Anna was "ice-cold", I remembered where we could get help.
Rummaging through the library shelves, I managed to find a book containing a map to the Valley of the Living Rock, home of the trolls.
Me and my wife mounted a pair of horses and departed for the valley, bringing our children with us.
We feared Anna was slowly freezing and so I really hoped it would work and it did.
Once we arrived there at the rock valley, the trolls managed to heal her but at a price, her memories of Elsa's magic erased completely from her mind .
The trolls warned us to keep her powers secret from everyone and that they also were connected to her emotions.
Unfotunately at the time we didn't realise what we were doing only traumatized or daughter.
It pained me so much to see her like that, both of them all alone.
We discussed telling Anna everything but a much as it pains me I'm not sure it will become better. Joy of seeing Anna may also awaken her powers as much as fear can.
And so one day years later we decided to take a risk, to travel north across the Dark Sea and enter the enchanted land.
On that day my sister Arianna gave us an invitation to come to celebrate her daughter's wedding.
We told everyone we were going there but despite how much we wanted to attend the wedding, we had to help our own children first. We also end one of our ships to go and warn Frederic and Arianna to not tell anyone they were not present, hoping it would pass Denmark and reach Corona
We agreed to explain everything when we return...little did we knew that we won't be coming back
We traveled in a dark sea which proved to be extremely dangerous, but Iduna stood firm that the answers were in Athohallan and so for our dear daughters, we tried with all our willpower to break through a heavy storm surrounding the sea
However the waves were too high, our ship couldn't hold on for much longer as the water eventually broke through the walls
We both embraced ourselves for the impact, ready to be consumed by the sea. Saddened at their inability to help Elsa...
...instead we were forced out of the ship into the raging waters...But I was still alive
I struggled to not drown as I looked for Iduna, I took a breath and dived in to see her slowly going to the bottom of the sea...and I saw her with Nokk the spirit of the horse itself
I didn't know what happened but putting that aside, I swam towards her and managed to take a hold of her.
She was unconscious, I tried to wake her up but it didn't work. I found the wooden piece of ship large enough to swim us both away to any surface I could possibly find but I didn't know where to go...I couldn't see anything in such a wild weather and tidal waves made it ever so challenging
I don't know how many hours or days we were aimlessly drifting, holding Iduna tightly as to not drown her.
I didn't know what to do, and I was slowly loosing consciousness myself
But then we were saved...
...I saw a ship close by and I took my chance to call for help.
I called and shouted for them to come and help us, with all the strength that remained within me until I finally lost consciousness
I woke up after that in a room with my wife beside me on a bed , I was shocked yet at the same time joyful that we are alive... The sailors picked them up adn they were safe
I stood up slowly to see the room we were in, though I was a little tired. I also tried to wake up Iduna but she reamined asleep so I decided to go and talk with he ones who saved our lives
But before I could go, the door to the room opened revealing two men.
One introduced himself to me as Black Michael, he was a doctor and the officer of the ship we were on called 'The Fuwalda' and the other one was a young lad called James.
He informed me to my surprise that I was laying unconscious for a few hours and due to my body's exhausted state. He warned me to not do anything stupid.
I was then introduced to the captain of the ship. When I was in a room with them, they asked me questions on who we are while holding a weapon in his one hand. I wasn't sure if we could trust them so I instead said that my name was John...and her name is Alice.
And the captain known as Morgan Jones the Feard, said he is rather generous at the moment and so he cut to the chase. He gave me two options : Either join his crew and obey, or be sent to the bottom of the sea where we were saved from.
The captain also mentioned that he won't tell anyone about Iduna being on the ship becaue as muhc as he is their leader, he may not be able to control each of their actions.
He said it with such a glee that I feared for her life.
I told them that I will do what I can and left afterwards . When Iduna woke up too, I told her of what's happened and of thier current prediament.
She didn't like to hear that for sure. She understood and was glad they were still aive to return home and I agreed with her but commented that it may not be as easy as we think.
Black Michael later on convinced us to change our clothing or we'll get a fever
When we were left alone we discussed on what to do next, it won't be easy to escape with captain's men always on the lookout for us.
We agreed that for now they should buy their time and keep the low profile as to not get into any more trouble.
And as days went by, I waited for her to awake, to get off the ship... for some reason I didnt fee like trusting captain on his word.
I was beginning to notice that my hair darkened. It didn't surprised me really, my hair used to be light blonde was when I was young but as I grew up it slowly deepened. Not to mention that my mustache grows uncontrollably as I didn't shave for months. My memory was funny actually, as once the trolls asked me to grow up a mustache a long while ago.
Michael came to check on us from time to time. He seemed to be a bit more generous than his captain.
The crew of the ship however often acted deranged. They either used knives as darts on each other or even fighting to the death on board their own ship. I worried that they were starting to lose their minds. Last time I checked with Michael, he warned me to keep quite and not shot out to them or it may end in disaster. I agreed but he shown me revolvers on the ship just in case of emergency. I heard rumors about them but never liked such uncivilized weapons, Michael told me to have it regardless.
Back in the room, Iduna greeted Michael who thanked me for saving his life
Of course I eventulaly asked Michael on this. By far he was the only crew member that I was willing to converse with...
He did not answer for a moment but then replied that he should tell the full story about the heinous fuwalda
That in reality, while the fuwalda were allegedly or officially the british officers, they actually were outsiders and worse, a barbaric team of pirates hired by the government due to them being mroe well versed in sea faring. The government would informally look the other way even if they did commit any smuggling or pirating so long as they supplied their part of resources and information on other really bad pirates of the time.
And the crew itself, a barkentine of about one hundred tons, was for a really long time a vessel of the type often seen in a coastwise trade in the far sothern atlantic, their crews were composed of the offscourings of the sea...unhanged murderers and cutthroats of every race and nation.
And that the fuwalda was no exception to this rule. Her "officers" were straigh up bullies, hating and hated by their crew. They were two types of pirates, peacemakers who go on adventures and morganeers that pillage and raid villages.
Of course, we heard of many piracy incidents including one at Tonkin...
Many see pirates only as nothing more than vicious and wicked, ready to kill a person any time they want. They used bad methods when they raid islands, making people feel fear. Rarely anyone can across any good pirates that are still alive for since they started their piracy life, most of them ignored morals and let greed and vanity took over. They enjoyed terrorizing. For them, it was all just a game. The strong gains the upper hand while the weak ones perish. Pirates are sick people who needed to be punished for their crimes. Michael was one of those who did not like to see people suffering because of their greediness...
Michael continued that the captain, his father... was really a brute in the treatment of his men and even his family...
He knew but two dealings with people – the belaying pin...and in his case a revolver.
He also explained that if we somehow break the deal, me and his wife will soon be punished. At best sold into slavery, at worst pierced and sent to the depths.
My confusion turned to shock as I kept hearing that the piratical fuwalda was committing native abuse, slavery and animal poaching at the african territory of Greystrokes, which was a very active and widespread place for corsairs or barbary pirates.
After everything we've heard, I wanted to leave now more than before... which was exactly what I suggested.
I asked Michael to help us if such opportuntinty arrives...he agreed but before we made a firm decision, he stated that we'll have t owait for a good opportunity becase otherwise the captain will catch on to it...
But that wasn't all as there was something else he did not told us
That when they picked us up he felt her belly moving somewhat and made sure to check on her, after which his suspicions were confirmed.
He said that she was pregnant much to my shock
Michael said that sometimes pregnancy begins slowly and that Iduna may not have felt or noticed anything at the time which is true otherwise we wouldn't have risked going to the Athohallan like that
Now more disstressed than before I knew we had to escape but Michael told me that the captain is unaware of the child
So we decided to keep quite for now as to not let the crew know of this and waited for a child to be born
It was quite a while after that, we've been there to see many things happen over the course of these months with them, which was... disturbing.
And we were there to witness their many acts of looting ships and raiding places, which we were... unable to stop. It was painful to hear the cries of the innocent people from afar.
On one evening I finally did get on the captain's bad side.
Many of them were playing with knives, sometimes using me as target... luckily not this time as they enjoyed their moment singing"Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life
A- Over the sea
Give me a career as a buccaneer
It's the life of a pirate for me
Oh, the life of a pirate for me
Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life
They never bury your bones
For when it's all over
A jolly sea rover drops in on his friend Davy Jones
Oh, his very good friend Davy Jones"
So most of them didnt hear when someone screamed across the ship, it was voice of Black Michael so I told Iduna to not worry and I ran out there to help him
I saw Michael attacked by James and their captain who were beating him up and even trying to kill him and the other sailor nearby with a said revolver.
I intervened quickly as I struck down the captains' arm as he had seen the weapon flash in the sun.
I was asking what he was doing with raised voice.
James was furious but his captain raised his hand motioning him so he answered nothing. James scoffed while Morgan smiled sadistically and went away only saying that I should enjoy freedom while I can
I unfortunately had an idea of what he meant and checked on Michael, he was saved but alas he was not pleased as he knew that now we were on the captain's dead list.
But fate flipped the tables against him on the next day much to our luck
We planned to sneak on the boat and so Michael awaited us on the deck but he was intercepted by the impatient captain who was heading to us next
We were in a dangerous position however yet another great storm has erupted in the sea. This time though it possibly saved our lives as the lightning bolts hit the canvas of the ship,
Everything was in chaos...and going exactly according to plan. While the pirates were running around trying to stop the fire, Agnarr takes his wife and son onto one of the life boats and escapes. All that's left behind is the wreckage of a sinking ship, with the captain and his crew dead...at least most of them.
More importantly we escaped, barely but surely. My wife and child were on the boat when I lowered them down to the water but then the ladder broke and before the flames cod take me over I jumped off into the water swimming to the boat and successfully getting on it, hugging my dear wife and looking at our son.
We sailed to the closest area possible, on the shores of Africa. While initially uncertain of how to get back home, we smmoned the will to survive and make a living before we try contact any outside civilization, keeping our heads up.
We took the strength from those that needed us, our people, our friends, our daughters and our son. We constructed a home to ourselves, taking in all the things washed on surface from the ship including the photo Michael made. May god rest his soul...
I started making notes and letters to put them in a bottle or shells so that someone can find them, hopefully sooner than later although I doubted it
""To any and all that find this letter , know the following are the last thoughts of ours. My wife and I have made many hard decisions in our lives, decisions that have touched countless people back home. But the one of the biggest concerned our daughters . They were both beautiful children, and a beautiful sisterhood they both shared. But it come to an end, until our eldest daughter could control herself. I know now that it was a horrible, horrible mistake. We have let fear guide our children's lives, when we should've had love and understanding. Such foolishness is unfitting, especially when given explicit warning. And now, just as we realise this error, it seems we will never be able to correct it. My wife and I are stranded , miles away from home and the nearest civilization. Now, we will never be able to give them a final kiss, a goodbye hug, let alone a proper explanation. And that is in part, the purpose of this letter. May any good hear man or woman who finds this, send these letters to the gates of Arendelle and I let all know that we loved or daughters. And not only that, but that if we survive we will, we will not make the same mistakes with our son. Even as I write this, I can see so much potential in our little Johnathan. I know I may have a lot to answer for when I move on, but I can at least atone by giving our boy a fresh start. A new hope and love that we've foolishly denied to his sisters. Godspeed, my children. Goodspeed""
· King Agnar and Queen Iduna"
While writing this, I felt a bit better... I could understand why some people were doing this if the must have release
It also reminded me that yes, while everything we had at the moment was limited, we kept our spirits strong that we'll do everything to find our way out
One day however our contentment with the jungle was tested...
The jungel consumes everything after all... it preys on the old, the sick, the wounded, the weak...but never the strong
We have been surrounded by predators since the shipwreck.
Instead of adapting to surroundings, we tried to adapt them to us
I had to chop down trees to build our house and Iduna thoguht of crafting the interior.. decorations out of clay and wood
We tried to make a safe place here, a more civilised one where we could read books, have converstaions and try to make our lives as normal as possible that led us to be unprepared for what came next.
The day that an apex predator, a tiger snuck in the tree house...
Iduna was singing her favourite northuldran lullaby to our little John...
It was beautiful to hear it...For one last time.
I hear a strange sound from the outside
I advised Iduna to hide, and went for the door to investigate a sound outside but then a something was smashing on the door like a wild animal
I began to sweat as the beast barged through the window, growling loudly.
We could see the beast's eyes... it's green eyes were like mine but with far more bloodlust in it's sharper pupils...
It will not stop until we are dead...
Until we are eaten...
Bt that didn't matter to me...
I will not let my family down... not again...
We stared the animal down together in order to fend the beast off with the shotgun Michael gave me, guarding the son we loved...
Willing to face death to save our child's life.
..."No matter what"...
To our three children...
John, if we die here I hope you will live a long and healthy life...
Elsa, our first child I'm sorry we won't be there for you and your sister either... I wish you the greatest of luck on your difficult journey ahead...
And Anna, sweetheart, we should've never separated you from your sister, I wish you could meet your brother to be a good big sister for him that you always wanted to be yourself... and maybe one day you will...
I am Agnarr and we have spoken...
And so ends a tale of overcoming obstacles in face of grief, and also a sad story of a family torn apart...
It's an interesting take on what happened to them. The only way they can get from north to south sea is by waves and ships. Their first one sank in dark sea thanks to Nokk who I don't believe Nokk would outright kill them and instead spare his old friend letting the waves take them far away. And the only ship to save them is the pirate ship at least, it explains why they couldn't come back and how they ended up so far in Africa.
You should watch Tinkerbell series. If Hook was 18 – by real life logic, the last year of an Etonian – in that year, then he was born in 1876 which would complicate this whole thing unless you factor in NEVERLAND, one of many lands where death and sleep are crossing paths. If we consider the nature of time flowing slower within Neverland when Hook was spending in it, then it's possible he could've been born even earlier like say during 18th century Golden Age of Piracy. I will say that Hook may have been a lower ranking pirate on the ship at this time. So when it went down, the previous captain went down with it. Hook just happened to be one of the few that had survived and eventually made it back to Neverland. This also ties in with my Little Mermaid fic. The problem with it was that the little mermaid happens bit earlier then tarzan at least that was the case until I watched Peter Pan 2 where it's again proven that while outside years pass, only hours pass in Neverland. So it's possible that it REALLY could've been Hook's ship that attacked Ariel's mom and also took Agduna couple hostage here.