Melt for me

Chapter Eleven

                                                      **Stranger**

A black cloaked figure stands a  mountain that over looks the small kingdom of Arendelle. Wind howls like some sort of demon is screaming into the sky. He smiles thinking back to when Elsa touched the primrose, when fear spread through her veins faster than quick sand that would suck you under. Fear pulsed out of her and into the stranger. Making him feel oh so powerful. Just a little bit of Elsa's fear was more fear then a thousand men could produce. It pulsed through him and made him feel more alive then he has since the dark ages. 

Little by little he has been getting his power back, all thanks to Elsa. Her fears and regrets feed the stranger, making him powerful and strong. The stranger frowns. There is of course Jack Frost that got in the way. As soon as he touched Elsa, her fear faded away to almost nothing. It angers the stranger how Jack Frost could ruin his plans once again. But no matter, by the time he figures out the plan it will already be set in motion.

The moon shines down on the stranger, twinkling with confusion at what it sees. The stranger smiles. Even the moon himself is having troubles figuring out who he is.  It was a long and tedious task changing ones appearance. But when the stranger was finished he was happy with the results.  He flips back his cloak, letting the moon light shine on him.

His night sky hair hangs just over his honey coloured eyes. Human eyes, just like any other mortal, the only difference is you can not see your reflection if you look into them. But the stranger waved it off, there was only so much time you can spend prepping a perfect plan. A chiselled very high angle face, skin that looks like he was craved from grainy rock.  Very tall and keeps his back straight. Not like most humans who are hunched over from the weight of their choices. 

The stranger gives a toothy smile at the moon. "Its been a long time hasn't it friend. I'm ready but is your guardian Jack Frost? This will be the war to end all wars."  The moon doesn't say anything but just shines even brighter at the stranger. Still trying to figure out who it is.

The stranger turns away, smug from fooling the all powerful man on the moon.

He whistles, his head turned towards the east. A lone black stallion comes running, wild and bent on causing the world intense pain. Its eyes a horrible yellow, its skin grainy and black. Just like sand. The stranger pats its nose like a loyal pet. "Its time to feed my sweet. Now go and  remind our little Snow Queen what fear is." The stallion nays and quickly sets off to Arendelle, leaving behind the stench of rotting eggs.

The stranger smile, a content smile and he walks away like he has already won the battle. A battle in which the opponents don't  even know they are playing.