Kay said,
"Elsa.
You've made a bad choice. Realize it. You did. You can't change it. Your fate will remain the same."
He stared into her red demon eyes with his icy blue ones.
Elsa looked away from the tiny child.
She knew what she had to do. She had to remove anything or anyone who reminded her of the past.
Happy village. Happy families. Happy children. Happy Taylor and Kay. Happy Elsa.
That was all that mattered.
And she needed it.
She quietly formed a shard of glass with her hand that she used to break a window.
Kay stepped back in fear. "Oh Kay, honey. Don't leave me." Elsa traced her thin ice cold finger up his chin and lifted his face.
Kay pulled away, disgusted. "You are the final piece to my puzzle. I need you."
She smiled mischeviously.
She formed another blade of glass. One that was ready to more.
She swiftly threw it against Kay and he crumbled to the ground, into Taylor's arms.
He yelped out, a tiny little sound.
Taylor stared at his body on the ground and watched as his ice blue eyes started to close.
He reached his small hand up and softly kissed Taylor goodbye as his eyes closed.
Taylor began to sob over his body. She delicately touched his face and found it was ice cold.
She shivered at the touch and started at Elsa.
Elsa stared at the boy she had killed and instantly felt regret. But she knew she couldn't bring him back. She ran off into the mountains.
Taylor remained in the castle next to Kay until someone found her. •
She wound up in an orphanage, lonely. No one ever knew how Kay was killed except for her, but she never talked.
She slowly became depressed and had enough. But no body noticed. And her brother wasn't there to help her.
One day, the owners found her dead in her room, with a shard of glass next to her. And a note.
The note read:
"Remember. Life is fragile."
