Frozen: The Untold Story

Colors

Chapter 23

The Colors of Snow and The End

(Anna's PoV)

Slowly my mind comes back from the darkness. I don't feel as cold anymore. I don't feel like opening my eyes. It feels like I'm laying on something hard and cold, but my head is being supported by something soft and warm. A scream pulls me out of the darkness of my mind.

(Kristoff's PoV)

Anna's body jerks in my arms and her eyes open. Her once turquoise blue eyes are now light blue with with a snowflake floating in them. "Kristoff--" she begins but is cut off by someone jumping over us and disrupted snow fluttering around us.

(Elsa's PoV)

Hans' green eyes bore into my own. I can't breathe. What's wrong with me? I wonder. I feel something warm on my stomach. My eyes search out the source and find an unpleasant surprise. Hans's blade is buried deep into my stomach. Deep red covers my dress and drips onto the pure white snow. I can't help thinking how pretty this looks. "Elsa," Says a small voice.

Anna looks up at me with light blue eyes and a sorrowful expression. I'm sorry Anna. With my last bit of strength I create another ice dagger and plunge it into my killers chest. He falls back and cries out in agony. I collapse only to be caught by two fragile hands. "Elsa," Anna gasps again.

All of my anger has left and now I only feel regret. Anna nearly died because I was being selfish. I guess this is what I deserve. Anna's face begins to blur. "Anna," I whisper, "I love you." Then she fades from my vision.

(Anna's PoV)

Tears begin to rush down my face. Elsa closes her eyes and her body stops its movement. "Elsa," I gasp between sobs. Kristoff puts his arms around me. Suddenly, exhaustion overwhelms me and I collapse into his arms.

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"Elsa!" I wake up screaming. It takes me awhile to adjust to my surroundings. I'm home. I'm safe and warm in my bed. But, I think, something is wrong. I drift back to sleep with that on my mind.

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Kristoff greets me in the morning with breakfast. He tells me not to get out of bed because I'm exhausted from the day before. Yesterday? For some reason I can't remember what happened the day before. I don't even know how I got here. Kristoff must have brought me back to the castle.

But why is Kristoff here? What happened to Hans? The castle seems quieter than usual. I can't hear the footsteps of the servants who are usually rushing about at this time of the day. When I finish eating Kristoff leaves. Soon, my personal maid comes in. "I'm here to clean you up a bit, madam," she says. She leads me to my bathroom.

The person reflected back at me in the mirror is not who I remember. Her face looks the same, but her hair is the color of freshly fallen snow and her eyes the color of ice. Another, similar, face flashes in my mind. Elsa. Tears begin to spill down my cheeks even though I don't know why. The maid wipes my cheeks and takes me to the tub that is filled with warm water.

I lay in bed the rest of the day. Occasionally Kristoff will come in to check on me or the maid will. For some reason their presence only makes me feel worse.

I lay awake most of the night thinking. No one has explained anything to me. I decide to get up and walk around. I walk down to the ball room and then outside. Warm summer air greets me when I open the door. Snow no longer covers the stone courtyard. When my bare feet touch the ground I shiver. The cold of winter still lingers even though it is unseen. I walk to the gates which stand open.

Past them I see a figure. The figure stands hunched over and completely still. There's something about him that seems familiar. Without thinking I start towards him. When I get closer I can see his face. Even though it was covered when I first met him his eyes look the same. "Jonathan," I whisper as I picture the man we met on the way to Elsa's ice palace; the one who told us about the prophecy.

He smiles a crooked smile with many teeth missing. "Ah, yes," he says as if thinking, "that is the name I gave you."

"The name you gave me?" I ask, confused.

"Well, I am known by many names. Though, the name I most often take is The Portal Creator." His name rings in my head and something clicks. "Elsa!" I gasp. Reality comes back to me and the events of the day before hit me square in the chest. A sneer creeps across The Portal Creator's face while I try to hold back my tears. "Would you like to see your sister again?" He suggests. My heart skips a beat.

"Can I," I hesitate to ask, "do that?"

He nods. "Just take my hand." He holds out his hand. Slowly, I begin to reach my hand out to his. Do I really want to do this? I ask myself. What is he going to do with me? I pull my hand away. "What's going to happen to me?" I ask him.

"You will be with your sister again. That is all I know." The man replies.

"Will I," I hesitate again, "be able to return?"

"If you wish to." With that I reach out to him and take his hand. The last thing I remember feeling is warmth and I hear a voice. "Welcome home Anna."

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A/N

Here's the ending. I'm definitely a horrible person. I never said it would necessarily be a happy ending although it could be seen as happy.

This is the first book I've ever finished on wattpad, or anywhere really, and I just wanted to thank everyone who has read, commented, or voted on this! So I've been writing this book for almost a year and a half and you've all been super supportive! I hope you've enjoyed reading this and if you're unhappy with how it ended please don't hesitate to tell me :)