ELPHABA
There was a ringing silence after the guards left, carrying Elsa. I was unable to do anything because of the overload of visions I was getting. Once or twice I glimpsed Fiyero, looking confused and scared, and calling out my name, but mostly I saw flurries of ice, handcuffs broken with ice, and a girl, Anna, maybe, completely frozen, an ice statue. And for some reason, I kept seeing Anna be struck with ice again and again. A few times it felt like I was going back in the past, and saw a little girl with nearly pure-white hair , probably a very young Elsa, shoot ice, and hit an even younger girl, Anna, in the head. I saw how Anna’s strip of white hair came to be. I was lucky I hadn’t yelled or screamed because then the guards would’ve found me. The visions gave me a slight break, when the guards left. I was able to run towards the broken balcony, and see then leave. Then the visions came better, more vivid and more painful than before.
I screamed in agony. This was worse then when I was accidentally teleported here. I saw Elsa, struggling in a jail cell, her hands concealed with large handcuffs. She was pulling herself toward the window. The world outside was frozen.
At that moment, all my visions stopped. I fell the floor, breathing heavily. I made up my mind in an instant. I had to go save Elsa, even if it meant I’d never see my scarecrow again.
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Frozen Wickedness
FanfictionWhat if Elphaba was practicing magic, and it went awry? What if that magic brought her to Arendelle, right about when Elsa ran off and let it go? What if she hiked to her castle and Elsa and Elphaba became friends? What if that's what happens when...
