Tempest-A Jack Frost and Elsa Fanfiction

Jack-Chapter 5

Jack found it difficult to follow someone who never left their apartment. He sat in the outdoor café across the street, baking in the hot sun underneath an umbrella while pretending to read a book. No one would be the wiser because he also wore sunglasses. And gosh damn it, he was going to melt where he stood if he stayed in this city for much longer.

He immediately perked up when he finally saw the girl leaving her apartment at about eight o'clock in the evening. She looked right and left before making her way down the sidewalk, and naturally, Jack followed behind, trying to stay out of sight this time. He wore a beanie to make his hair stand out less and the sunglasses helped hide his eyes, but part of him knew she would recognize him instantly if she looked hard enough. He needed to remain unseen.

The girl crossed the street to the grocery store where Jack proceeded to wait outside until she came back out with a couple bags of groceries. Now it was time for the real test.

Jack let out a frosty breath which traveled forward until ice crept in front of the girl's path. The unexpected patch of ice should have made her slip, but it didn't. Instead, her eyebrows furrowed together and she hurried faster down the sidewalk in the direction of her apartment.

So that didn't work. Time for plan two.

Keeping a safe distance between the two of them, Jack continued to follow her, creating black ice on the sidewalk and ice crystals that crept along the shops of the windows. When she noticed, her eyes only widened and she kept making hand movements as if trying to dispel the ice. He could feel her magic hit his ice, but she couldn't make it disappear. Not because she couldn't do it, but because it wasn't her ice. However, if she didn't recognize that fact alone, then she still had a long ways to go.

He couldn't help but snicker at her attempts. If only she knew what was really going on...

At last, they made it back to her apartment and instead of following her outside, he walked around the building, directly underneath her window. The wind picked up around him until he dissolved into the chilly, icy breeze that carried him up and blew him right in between the cracks of the girl's poorly built windows and right into her room.

Before she could make it inside, Jack dispersed ice around the room, covering the bare walls, the empty floors, the entire ceiling, and then for kicks and giggles, he created an ornate, icy throne. Maybe he'd need that later. Maybe he didn't. It all depended on if the girl could handle his sense of humor.

As the doorknob rattled on the other side of the room, Jack melted back into the shadows, watching from the safety of his snow and his ice. This would be the real determinant of whether or not she really was who he thought she was.

When the girl entered the room, she gasped and closed the door quickly behind her. "Oh no! Oh no oh no oh no. This cannot be happening again!"

She moved forward and took a stance, waving her arm and letting her magic seep into Jack's ice. And maybe she could make it disappear, but he was a lot more experienced and practiced than her, so the ice stayed where it was.

Even so, his heart leapt in anticipation. This girl was exactly like him.

Jack moved out of the shadows to stand before her, causing her to shriek in fright. "What are you doing here?" she squealed, sending an icy blast his way, but he deflected it with his own magic and made it disperse around them in shimmering, silver snowflakes.

The girl just stared at him with wide eyes, opening her mouth as if to say something, but then closing it just as quickly.

"I thought there was something special about you when I first saw you in that alleyway," Jack grinned, taking a seat in the throne he had built for himself. "I didn't realize that I wasn't currently the only one in the world who could do this. Turns out that there's a girl out there just like me."

"Wha—What are you doing here?" she demanded. "Who are you?"

He grinned again as he laid back in the throne chair and jokingly made himself a crown and a scepter all made of ice. "I'm the Ice King."

Her expression went from confusion to more confusion to anger. "You weren't really looking for your dog, were you?"

Jack shook his head. "No, I was following you. Quite frankly, you need help. Your powers are out of control. Not only are you risking exposing yourself, but you could hurt someone someday. I can help you."

"Stop playing tricks on me," she spat out, making him realize that this wasn't going the way he planned it at all. "Get out of here."

He frowned as he stood up, obliterating all the ice and snow in one go so it was just a wisp of frost before that disappeared too. "Did you not just hear what I said? I can help you. I doubt you can figure this out on your own, especially not in Chicago."

"This isn't funny," she growled, her hands turning whiter and whiter as frost climbed up her skin, just itching to be released. This girl had so much pent up power inside of her that needed to be let free, but she wouldn't let it. "I don't know what kind of parlor tricks you're using, but I want you to leave."

Jack frowned. Maybe she just needed time and space. But he couldn't leave Chicago without her. She needed help and fast.

With a wisp of icy magic, Jack created an icy rose that looked so clear that it could have been mistaken for glass. He then proceeded to set the rose down by her feet.

"I'm just here to help," he said quietly before he crossed the room to the window and allowed the icy breeze to pull him back out. This visit had not gone according to plan, but he wouldn't give up just yet. He would keep trying again and again until the day she wouldn't push him away.