{Snowballs in a bright night}
Elsa awoke to a small knock on her windowsill, her sleep diminishing as soon as her hooded eyes fluttered open and the candle by her bed came into vision. She yawned tiredly and sat up her eyes immediately going to her opened window.
The cool air blew inside the curtains fluttering around the shadow of a tall teenage boy with bright eyes. “Are you awake, Princess?”
“I am now,” she responded as she got off her bed and went over to retrieve her shoes a usual habit before heading off to another night of long lasting fun. It has only been a mere four years, but she had grown from when she was a child.
“It’s a bit chilly outside; maybe you should wear a coat?” Jack suggested with his tongue sticking out in sarcasm. “Just kidding,” he added quickly when she gave him the look of annoyance.
“It’s summer how can it be chilly, you goof,” she went over to him and put her hand in his. As always her heart boomed at the contact and she was overwhelmed by the emotion that he brought from her.
“Well sorry for caring about you,” he said and in a blink of an eye he picked her up into his arms, in a bridal style that left her out of breath…for a moment.
“W-what a-re you doing Jack?!” She shrieked as he looked down at her, the smirk playing at his lips. Elsa blushed harder at the closeness between them and thrashed in his arms wanting to be put down.
“Ugh! You are much heavier than last time,” he complained to her embarrassment. Ignoring her anger he flew up into the sky. The moon illuminating him a trail into the woods located just beyond the water that surrounds the kingdom. He and Elsa had made it their hang out where they would play and let go of their worries, it was an outlet to get rid of her fears.
“Are you sure you want me to let go? You do realize we are twenty feet over the water,” he pointed out to her irritation. Elsa glanced down at the dark water and unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and her face against his chest.
Jack chuckled loudly and increased his speed liking the fact that calm, composed Elsa was frightened of falling…as always. “Jack…I’m scared,” Elsa muttered lowly. Her warm breath fanning his cold chest, and in his mind a flash of a russet haired girl appeared for a second. Her face blurred but her petrified words echoed, haunting him…
He shook his head and came to his senses landing on his feet in a meadow he waited until Elsa noticed they were in land. Guess she is still scared after that time she almost fell into the water, he thought.
Jack looked down at her small form embracing him, and he actually liked her body pressed against his own. It melted his icy heart and made him feel reassured that he meant something to her.
Elsa opened her eyes and looked down to find that they were on the ground; she let out a sigh of relief and unhooked her arms from around Jack’s neck. “Gave me a fright,” she spoke waiting to land on her feet but to her surprise Jack didn’t let go. He held on and gazed at her with a hidden desire. “Jack?”
He snapped out of his daydream of odd flashes of memories and shook his head, “Sorry guess I got in a daze.”
Elsa dismissed the melancholy tone he used and lowered herself down on the ground. She removed her satin gloves and with a wave of her hand a blizzard of white appeared to fall in small delicate snowflakes.
“Come on Jack, let’s play,” she smiled brightly as she grabbed a snowball and tossed it toward him. But Jack stayed still his eyes on the crystal blue lake a few meters away, the snowball impacted upon his face.
Elsa giggled and with a wave of her hands upward made herself an ice wall to protect herself from Jack the king of mischief. He grinned the sullen expression gone replaced by a bright twinkle in his blue eyes.
“Oh, now you are so going to get it!” He grabbed snow from the now covered ground and blew frost into it. Their laughter rebounded from the wooden trunks and the chilly night. Although in Jack’s mind there was still a part of him that was thinking about the small brunette girl that appeared in his mind.
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“Why can’t I remember who I am?” Jack gazed up at the moon with sorrow his chest tightening around his heart. It ate him up that his recollections were so blurry and that he didn’t know who he was. “Just who am I?!” He yelled in frustration as he kicked the snow underneath him.
Elsa was back home in her bed sleeping, and after dropping her off he had gone back to the place they had played so enthusiastically. Now he was drowning in misery just like every night and questioning about himself, it has been years and he still didn’t know who he was.
“Perhaps I could be of assistance?” A low deep voice whispered into his ear, Jack swiftly turned around for the owner of such a dark voice. But there was no one around just the small creatures that wandered around the bushes and branches.
“Who goes there?” He questioned aloud his eyes struggling to see the intruder. In that moment a shadow appeared from thick gray smoke just beside the lake, and a tall figure emerged with a sadistic face underlining his chapped pale lips.
“My name is Pitch, nice to meet you Jack Frost,” Pitch opened his mouth and exposed thin sharp teeth, his ebony eyes swirling in darkness. Jack took a step back in alarm and demanded in a sharp tone, “Who are you? And how do you know my name?”
He chuckled and disappeared from his vision, leaving Jack in shock. Pitch appeared in a second behind him and answered, “You do not need to know about me, after all I’m just someone from the moon here to answer your prayers of solitude.”
Jack gasped and turned to face Pitch, “You are?”
“Yes, of course,” Pitch nodded, “why would I lie?”
“So you will help me remember who I really am?” Jack couldn’t contain the excitement in his tone. His heart was accelerating at the answers that awaited him; his parched thirst would finally be fed.
“Yes, for you see I am kind…and all I ask of you is to exchange something for me to give you this,” Pitch took out a gold cylinder object with a face of a mortal in the side. “This is where your memories are stored.”
“What do I have to give you?” Jack suddenly became wary his fingers tightening around his staff.
“Easy your staff, but only for a moment and I will give you the memories you crave for,” Pitch smiled venomously, waiting for the foolish teenage hellion to fall into his grasps.
“Well…if it is only for a moment…then I guess it’s alright,” Jack swallowed nervously and held his staff up to offer to Pitch. The coal haired man greedily got the staff and gave the silly boy the golden object.
Jack brushed his finger over the fluorescent colors on the object, and his eyes flashed the memories overflowing like a flood. Before his eyes closed Pitch said in a sick tone, “That reminds me, once you wake up the memories you built up until now will be replaced by your old ones.”
Pitch’s hoarse laughter filled Jack’s ears as his immobilized body staggered forward and his eyes closed involuntarily. Darkness clouded his mind and he drowned into the bottomless pits of his memories.
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Frozen Heart {Jack Frost & Elsa}
Fanfiction❝A winter spirit and a princess form a bond that lasts until the end of time.❞ Elsa has shut everyone out and has closed her heart from the people she loves the most; frightened that she may injure them like she did Anna. But she isn't the only one...
