~ Alone And Free ~

This is an alternate universe short story featuring Elsa of Disney's Frozen written by me, I hope you enjoy it and please vote and comment!

"Elsa, wake up! Wake up!"

My eyes burst open. Anna is hovering over me, her brown hair tickling at my face. "Come on! Let's go play!" she exclaims in a loud whisper.

"Anna, go to sleep." I reply sleepily as my eyes close once more.

I suddenly feel a weight on my body. It's my sister, lazily flopped over me. "But I can't." she explains. "The sky's awake so I'm awake. So we have to go play!" I roll my eyes as I carefully push her off the bed. I hear her sigh; I'm convinced she has given up. Then, I feel her crawl up the bed and pull my eyes open. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

My lips curve involuntarily at the thought. I sit up and shake my head with a giggle as Anna waits for an answer. "Fine," I say. She grins widely and jumps off the bed, racing out the bedroom, her feet skipping lightly with excitement as I follow her lead into the yard. She turns toward me and takes my hand, jumping as she cheers.

"Do the magic, do the magic!"

After a moment of hesitation, I nod. My hands gracefully turn to my palms, as a glistening snowflake materializes. Anna gazes upon the magical sight, her eyes widening with wonder and awe. I raise my hands toward the sky. The snowflake bursts into a mass of shimmering snow, falling gently upon us. I felt a flow of jubilation and bliss rise up within me. I stomp my right foot onto the grass, and the ground below me transforms into a glimmering sheet of ice. I raise my arms as towers of snow emerge from the ground. Anna jumps from one to the other as each of the pillars arise. She is leaping faster. Soon I find that I can't keep up. I panic. Each column of snow comes up less sturdy. Anna continues, though. In one split second, she jumps, and I cannot seem to create the mound quickly enough. With anxiety I attempt to cast another hill to catch her. But I couldn't. It strikes her.

A desperate cry pulls itself out of me. "Anna!" She lies upon the floor, cold. Not moving. "Anna, no... No!" I felt a frigid tear trickle down my cheeks as I am consumed by regret. With whatever strength I had left I cried out for help. "Mama! Papa!"

My father and mother sprinted outside. With just a glance they were able to put together the situation. Their eyes stared into me with disappointment and anger. "This has gone too far, Elsa." Papa said. He shoved me aside as he carefully picked up Anna. They bolt inside. I follow. Her and Papa hurry outside and hop in the car. They drive off. I am left at home.

I walk back outside and observe the yard. The sparkling floor, the sprinkle of snowfall, the towers of snow all are still there. I didn't know what to think. Was it my fault? I could have just said no. But Anna was so persistent. What if I hurt her? What if she's dead? Mama and Papa will be so mad at me. The ice upon the floor cracks as I collapse. The mounds crumble. The flurries dissolve.

It felt as if I lay on that cold sheet of ice for an eternity. It must have been at least a couple of hours before I heard the car pull into the driveway, followed by the closing of the doors and some mumbled conversation between Mama and Papa. I stand when they come toward me.

"She is okay, Elsa. It appeared that you had struck her head with a blast of your ice. It left her unconscious, but not dead. They were able to remove the incantation from her system." My father explained that the icy spell that I accidentally cast upon Anna was not all that "they" took away. Along with the removal of the enchantment, Anna's memories were robbed. Her remembrances consistent of my arctic wizardry were taken away from her, but the recollection of our friendship was left alone. I supposed that this meant, while I could not use my powers around her, I could still be friends with Anna. We could still play, still hang out. I didn't mind too much having to tone my powers down a little bit. "Although she is fine, that does not mean you are not in trouble."