Tempest-A Jack Frost and Elsa Fanfiction

Jack-Chapter 7

Jack had almost expected to still be hounding Elsa to trust him for at least another couple of weeks, but she had agreed so readily, almost as if her desire to control her gift overruled how much she seemed to dislike him.

"There are so many things to teach you!" Jack exclaimed as he practically danced in the snow in the mountain. He hadn't realized just how much he had craved it until he got a little taste of it. He threw the snow up in the air and made it disperse around them in small, shimmering snowflakes. "I hardly even know where to start!"

"Actually, I do have a question before we start," Elsa said, standing hesitantly ankle deep in the snow as if she still felt uncertain whether or not she made the right choice to come to Whistler, British Columbia in Canada. It wasn't too far from the States and it still had snow in the summer. Perfect for what they needed to accomplish.

He looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to speak.

"How did you become Jack Frost? I mean, I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't have these dumb powers too. And now that I think about it, what does that mean for me? I'm only twenty-two, I'm not hundreds of years old like you are."

Jack packed a perfect snowball and lobbed it down the mountain, raising his arms in triumph as he hit a tree and made all the snow on that tree fall to a heap on the ground. He had definitely perfected his snowball throwing skills.

"It was so long ago that I hardly remember what it used to be like when I was actually a human, a warm blooded human. Actually, it seems like such a fuzzy memory that I'm not a hundred percent sure that it actually happened. I remember being immersed in freezing cold water as I fell through a lake, and next thing I knew, this is what I am. I accept my responsibilities as the Ice King."

"You keep saying that. I don't get it."

He snorted in laughter and shook his head. "I'm joking. I'm no king, just Jack. You really need to lighten up, Elsa, starting with that fear of yours. You're treating the ice as if it is an obstacle to overcome when you should be embracing it as part of yourself. Otherwise, you'll never be able to bend it to your will."

Elsa still looked furious with him, or maybe that was just her natural face, he really couldn't tell. "Okay, I can do that. Where do we start?"

Jack spun in a circle as he tried to spot her first object lesson, but then his face lit up as he caught sight of a snow covered tree. Should be easy enough.

"Make that tree completely bare of snow. Not even a spec of ice residue."

She nodded and concentrated hard on the tree before she moved her arms in a way as if to pack down snow. The snow came off the tree alright. But it also dislodged right off the mountain, creating a rumbling avalanche right below them.

Jack's lips pressed into a thin line as he watched the avalanche go, feeling with his magic to see if there was anyone in the way. Thankfully, there was no one.

They both grimaced as the churning snow dislodged trees and completely covered an abandoned house before continuing on downward until it came to a complete stop in a gigantic heap.

After a long lapse of silence, Jack said, "Should I even ask?"

"No," Elsa grumbled, sulking away, and even Jack could sense her misery rolling off her in large waves. He tried to remember when he was first learning to control his powers, but it was so long ago that he found it difficult to relate.

"I'm a hopeless case," Elsa moaned as she sunk to her knees in the powdery snow. She looked absolutely defeated, almost as if she had been in this position more than once. His heart went out to her. He needed to help her the best he could.

Jack just crossed his arms. "If you keep thinking that then you more than certainly are a hopeless case. You think this is going to be easy? Because it's not. I wasn't bound down by modern society like you are when I learned. We just need to overcome that obstacle."

"Why me?" Elsa asked quietly as she glanced up at him with her shimmering blue eyes. "I don't understand this at all..."

He paused for a moment, taking her in before sitting cross-legged in the snow beside her, enjoying the cold on his skin. "Honestly? I don't understand much either. I'm bound to this realm through duty, but you seem to be bound by blood. You see, Elsa, there shouldn't be more people like me. I'm the only one. I don't understand why you are like you are."

She shook her head, her eyes wide. "I don't understand..."

Jack stood up and used his magic to draw pictures in the snow, starting out by drawing seven circles. "There is a lot to learn, so try to keep up. The human realm is just one of seven realms. We have Lainoa, the realm of fog; Ledas, the realm of ice; Vatra, the realm of fire; Silva, the realm of forest; Miris, the realm of the dead; Paani, the realm of water; and then of course the human realm. My job is travel between realms and help maintain the balance. There is only one of me, just like there is one of each season. Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall. Alyssa, Mara, me, and Theo. One for each season, and I'm Old Man Winter. I never grow old. I never sleep. I don't need to eat or drink. I was born in the human realm, but it's not my home anymore. I'm a drifter, as are all the Seasons."

Elsa became quiet for a moment, but then she rolled her eyes. "Geez, now I really am confused. I keep thinking I might wake up from this dream and everything will be how it used to be. I don't know what to think now."

"Me neither, El. Me neither."

"It's Elsa."

"Yadda ya. I think that's enough learning for one day. What do you say to having a bit of fun?" He fashioned himself an old-fashioned sled made of ice and waited for her to do the same. It looked more like a jagged piece of cardboard than anything, but he decided not to say anything. "Alright, one, two, three, go!"

They hopped on their sleds at the same time, laughing as the wind whipped through their hair. Jack used his magic to propel him faster and faster, and Elsa did the same, a competitive look in her eyes. Oh, if it was a game she wanted, it was a game that she'd get.

Jack created a jump right in front of Elsa's sled, and she didn't have time to dodge it before she went flying with wide eyes, hair flying behind her. She let out a shriek of fear before she slammed hard on the snow, but somehow still managed to stay on her sled. A moment of jealousy surged inside of him. She was having more fun than him!

A grin spread across his face as he wove an intricate jump ahead of himself and went flying, being suspended in the air for a brief moment, before landing on another icy platform that caught him in a large loop before spitting him back out on the snow.

"Woo!" Jack shouted excitedly, looking back at Elsa who finally wore a smile on her face. Her fingers trailed through the snow on her way down the slope, a calm and peaceful expression on her face. She may not be where she should be yet, but at least she was getting there.

When they finally reached the bottom of the slope, Jack dissolved his sled into powder and laid on his back, laughing his lungs out as he stared up at the cloudy sky above. There were a lot of things he loved about the human realm, and the sky was most definitely one of them. It looked so much like Silva, the forest realm, where he spent a lot of his free time when he wasn't in the human realm.

Elsa joined in with his laughter before Jack turned over, placing one hand in the snow beside her head so he leaned over slightly, taking her in. There was something so vulnerable about her. So innocent and vulnerable, and part of him wanted to find out what made her like that. And then he took in her eyes. Those eyes... There was something otherworldly about them. They were absolutely beautiful.

"So, can I give you a fashion suggestion?" Elsa asked as she broke away from his gaze, brushing herself off and getting to her feet. "Get rid of the frosted tips."

Jack burst into laughter and shook his head. "I can't. Believe me, I've tried. My hair won't accept dye. If I cut my hair, no matter how long it is, the tips will always be there. So I've given up."

"That's really weird."

"You're telling me. Come on. I think it's time to get out of here."