*A short story of Elsa's ascention*
In her early days as a leader, Elsa had always fear her safety and her sister's safety. Being born with a power that cannot be control means living a life of fear of hurting your love ones. She never had the opportunity to live a life of normalcy because of her curse with which gave her a burden more than a gift.
Their parents knew about this and help her control it but never succeeded on. So they devise a another practise of concealing her powers instead of controlling it. At a time they were able to work it out, but it was never a permanent solution. Some setbacks remain, as her powers grew spontaniously and with unprecedented rate, specially during their mourneful days.
After the death of their parents, she was distraught and heart-broken of their untimely demise. Her power reacted more wildly and in an uncontrolable state, causes more winter devastation than ever. Over time she learned to move on. Not long after, the position of coven leader was bestowed upon her, being the eldest of the two sisters, she was burdened with the weight of that title. Only reaching the age of fifteen, she was engaged in the world whom supposedly be that of the grown men and women. Nonthess she accepted the position with honor. Tutored by her parent's butler--Percy--she studied carefully on what to do in the world of vampires. In the case of defence, yes, that was an alarming topic to her. Seeing as she was but a child, many tried to acquire her power and position. Many tried to attack her and seize her title. Yet she prove them wrong.
Her powers was somewhat a gift and a curse. Knowing littles on how to control it, her ability to conjure ice and control it was a bit of pain. The conjuring part was manageable, the controlling part was the toughest. Her lack of experience and guidance over it, tends to make everything go haywire. Her powers are too strong to be controlled and sometimes has a mind of their own. With a power that can't be controlled are thought to a sign of weakness, yet, she prove that is a false notion.
Every attack that she had ends with one outcome, her victory. Elsa's tactics were simple. Whenever anyone decided to attack her, she meet them halfway and let her powers go wild. Even if uncontrolled, her powers was so strong that she freezes everyone with a few blast of her freezing powers and immobilizes all her enemy, which she leave her coven member to finish. A simple yet effective tactic.
Through the years, she learned how to control it but not completely. As she discovered, her powers reacted on her emotions. The stronger the emotions are, the greater the power gets. That is why she chooses to conceal her emotions. To hide away in the deepest corner of her head, away from her heart. This way, she can control her powers, and keep Anna safe, especially from her.
In recent years of her reign she was known by many names: The cold leader, The Mistress of the south, The Ice Lordess, but most specially the one she was known very well... the Snow Queen. All of which depicts her power and control over ice and snow. She has a reputation of anihilating her enemies in cold blood, literally. None escape her ice be it a Vampire or a Werewolf, all died with just a wave of her hand.
She contradicts the meaning of strength as merely in physical form, but in aspects of her power. She is the Snow Queen. The power incarnate of snow and ice. She is Elsa. And that is her story.
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