Chapter 1

Elsa was born with the ability to generate and manipulate ice. The only problem was that she didn't know how to make that ice go away. That often caused problems for the Arendelle castle staff, as they would slip and skid on magically unmelted patches of ice. Though her parents tried to help her, the eight-year-old princess was certain that nothing could help her learn to control her powers.

Which was why when she accidentally hurt Anna, her sister, she was determined – even encouraged – to shut herself off from everyone.

But as the days wore on, Elsa's parents could see the gap forming between the sisters…and the harm it was causing Elsa to keep everything inside of her bottled up. Quietly, they sent out some of their most trusted advisors to find some kind of solution to the predicament.

Some years passed, and nothing turned up. The king and queen began to lose hope…until one of their advisors returned with incredible news.

He had sailed across the ocean in search of a solution. While in a place called "New York," he had contacted a man…or rather, the man had contacted him about his predicament. The man, who had introduced himself as Charles Xavier, had taken the man to 'Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.' It was – the advisor told them – unlike anything he had ever seen.

"It could be the very thing you need," he urged.

"But Alvís," King Agnarr said, "what makes it so…unique." He was hesitant to send his daughter away to a place where he would not be able to keep an eye on her.

The advisor took a deep breath before speaking. "It's…it's the children there."

Queen Iduna spoke up. "How do the children make this school special? I know they are called 'gifted'. But how are they gifted?"

"The children are…different – like Elsa." Alvís then launched into an explanation of what he saw. Children with abilities to control the elements, shapeshifting, and even one who could take the power of others just by touching them.

"There was even a boy with the same 'gift' as Elsa." Alvís finished.

That seemed to settle the queen's mind. But the king still looked unconvinced. He wanted to speak to his wife alone.

"Leave us for a few minutes, Alvís. I would like to speak to the queen alone."

Alvís bowed and left the room, closing the door softly behind him. As soon as he was gone Agnarr turned to Iduna and said, "Are you sure about this?"

"What else do you think could help our daughter?" She answered. "If this school is the only chance we have, then I say we should take it."

Iduna paused and looked intently at her husband's face. "I know you are hesitant to send Elsa away. I am too, but we must do what is best for her and will help her."

Agnarr sighed. "I suppose so," he answered.

There was a knock on the door, and Alvís poked his head in. "Have you decided yet, your majesties?"

"Yes," King Agnarr said. "Will you bring Princess Elsa here so we can tell her our decision."

"Yes your majesty." Alvís bowed and closed the door behind him. He shook his head as he walked down the hallway. The young princess' life was about to take a turn. For better or worse, however, would remain to be seen.