The Forgotten (Disney)

Banished

5-year-old Elsa's P.O.V- Before/during knowing she would be sent away

"Princess Elsa, the King of Dunbroch, the biggest kingdom in the world—"
"Ooh! Is he the one with the ginger girl with frizzy hair that's my age?"
"Yes, the King of Dunbroch does have a daughter your age. Her name is Merida—very beautiful girl, loves archery, has ginger, frizzy hair. Anyways, let's not get off track, Elsa. Her father, the King of Dunbroch, the biggest King in the world—"
"Daddy! You're not supposed to call Kings big, even if you are a King! So what if they like donuts?" I challenged him, balling my fists. Shaming someone for their body size was horrible!
"Honey, I meant politically and kingly big. He is very powerful and wealthy is what I meant. Everybody knows him, and he has power over all kingdoms."
"ALL? Don't you have power over our kingdom?" I asked, confused.
What was a King if someone else had power over the kingdom, too?
"Well, yes, but he can do whatever he wants to any kingdoms while I keep ours, Arendelle, in order and can do almost everything I want," Daddy tried to explain.
I made a quizzical face.
"Err... Okay.." I said awkwardly.
My father sighed, then he looked at me very seriously.
"Elsa, he wants to banish all children with powers from their kingdoms. He's going to send them—including, err, uh, you—to a, uh, safe island. It will have a protective shield so nobody can, uh, get out.." I could tell he was struggling with breaking this to me.
My breath was held back. He was joking, he had to be...
"They're sending them there because they think they're dangerous."
I gasped. I couldn't believe this was happening! I.. would be separated from my family..
"How long will I be there?" I asked fearfully. Daddy looked at me for a long time, scratching his head and looking at his feet.
That's when I realized he meant I would be there... forever.
I stared at him, horrified.
"Daddy! Don't let them take me!" I screamed as I saw two mysterious figures dressed in kingly armor appear in the room.
But then my father just stared at me, horrified, as I was whisked away.
"DADDY!" I screamed as loud as I could, my lungs burning, tears rimming my eyes and flowing out of my eyes like waterfalls. They rolled down my cheeks and my vision blurred from them. My ears flicked to the color bright red in anger, fear and sadness, and a whooshing sound flooded my ears from fear.
But in the midst of it all, I could see my mother and father mouthing the words—or maybe saying, I couldn't hear anything I was so distant— "We love you. We will miss you. Goodbye, Elsa."
I said it back... And those were the last words I ever spoke to them.
5-year-old Rapunzel's Pov- At the island
I skidded away from the girl with the blue cloak.
She had ice powers, much more dangerous and effective powers than mine.
I was kind of angry right now. Why was I at this no-escaping island anyway? They sent all children  with powers here because they thought they were dangerous, but to me, glowing and healing hair was nothing close to dangerous. In fact, it saved tons of people.
My parents described this island as "a place to protect me and keep me safe." But from what I've been hearing, it was just to keep everybody else safe, especially my parents in my case, because people would go to extreme measures to try and steal me for my hair, and with me gone, I guess they have less to worry about.
When I learned I was moving to this island, I was absolutely horrified and petrified. I didn't know where to get food or drinks. I have no friends or family here or coming with me. I was separated from my home, community, friends, and family. I didn't have any clothes but my cloak and dress and some clothes and cloaks for when I grew. The other things I had were a sack, 2 baskets, 2 brushes, a sack of golden coins that wouldn't do much good here, a lantern, a set-it-up-yourself tent, a sleeping bag, some patches of cloth, my tiara and necklace, and a few hair ties and extra shoes and shoes for when I grew. I also had 2 pillows and blankets. I had a going-away basket, too, but not much was in it. A carton of water, a fruit bowl, 3 of my stuffed animals, Pascal, a patch of cloth, a bow (not even the archery kind), a tiny sleeping bag for pascal, and a copy of my dress and a suit and tie for pascal. Some ointments, medicines, and cures. The healing hair doesn't do enough, I guess. Not much I could even use—most of it was for Pascal. It also had some hazelnuts and 2 lollipops.
And..
I shed a tear.
A framed family photo.
This wasn't much to live out in the wilderness in a stranded island forever, though.
I propped Pascal on my shoulder and continued venturing through the island.
Finally, I found an untouched, dark, stranded spot.
None of the other kids would find me out here, and it was right next to some berry and fruit trees, grape vines, and a lake.
Perfect!
I read the directions for my tent, attempting to set it up.
After about 15 minutes, I got the hang of it and propped up my tent.
Finally, it was ready.
I grabbed my lantern with the candle and set it inside the tent so no bugs would crawl in and I unfurled my sleeping bag in the tent. I propped up some pillows and unfurled some blankets and cloths as well.
I placed my sack carefully near my sleeping bag and got settled, snuggling into my sleeping bag, pillows, cloths, and blankets, clutching onto my stuffed animals and Pascal.