ELSA
“Your sister is dead!” Hans yelled.
“No…”
I slowly sank to the ground, and as I fell, the storm blew out and disappeared from around me. The frozen world pressed in on me, as I took in the reality: I had killed Anna, my only sister.
I heard the metal swish of a sword being taken out. I heard someone approaching. I didn’t care. I’d killed my sister, and I would never be able to forgive myself.
“Elsa..?” The faintest whisper that echoed across the ice. Anna was talking to me...but she was dead. She must be angry...very angry, for I had killed her and it was all my fault.
Quick footsteps pattering over…
“NO!” A woman’s voice above me yelled. There was a strange sound, like ice cracking and forming at the same time. Another sound like glass shattering…
And I did nothing, for I had killed my sister, and Anna’s death was all my fault.
Someone breathed above me, and then I looked, and I saw a hand, made of solid ice, and the hand connected to an arm, and the arm connected to-
“Anna!” I got up and looked, and it was Anna, and I had done it, I’d frozen her and she was dead.
“Oh, Anna, no, no, please,” I said, putting my hands on her face gently.
“No.” I couldn’t keep it in. I clutched Anna and began to cry. I sobbed in the silence that had followed Anna’s death.
“Anna?” I was hardly aware of the people surrounding me. That had sounded like Olaf, and I would have comforted him, but I couldn’t comfort myself.
The frozen statue began feeling warmer. I was probably melting it, somehow, but I couldn’t let go of my sister.
Suddenly the cold ice was warm cloth, and then my dead and frozen sister wasn’t frozen and she was alive.
“Anna!” I said, and looked at her in the face.
Her hair was completely rid of white, including the small strip I gave her when we were young.
I hardly noticed. My sister was alive.
We hugged.
“Oh, Elsa,” Anna began.
“You sacrificed yourself for me?” I asked.
“I love you.” She said.
“An act of true love will thaw a frozen heart!” Olaf gasped.
“Love will thaw…” I considered that.
“Love! Of course.” I said.
“Elsa?” Anna sounded excited. I think we had reached the same conclusion.
“Love.” I said, and Anna gasped. I raised my arms, and snow began coming up, up into one huge snowflake.
That ice below melted into water, but we didn’t fall, because a boat quickly floated up before a drop of water hit our shoes.
I looked up at the huge snowflake, and in a heartbeat it was gone.
“I knew you could do it.” Anna said, taking my arm.
“Hands down, this is the best day of my life. And quite possibly the last.” Olaf stated, slowly becoming less of a snowman, and more of a melted blob.
“Olaf! Hang on, little guy.” With a flick of my hand, and a twirling of snow, Olaf was un-melted and had a little flurry over him.
“My own personal flurry!” He yelled with a jump, and laughed bashfully.
Anna laughed.
There was a sound of a man grunting.
That’s when I noticed Hans was on the ship. Anger boiled inside of me, but I kept cool. Obviously, Kristoff couldn’t keep cool, because he started forward.
Anna put her hand on his chest, and then walked over to the Prince of the Southern Isles.
“Anna?” Hans sounded shocked. “But...she froze your heart!”
“The only frozen heart around here is yours.” Anna replied curtly, then turned away.
She paused, then swiveled around and punched Hans in the face, so hard he flew off the ship, in one move.
We hugged again.
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“Are you ready?” I asked the people of Arendelle.
There was applause and some cheering in response.
I gently lifted up my skirt a bit, then placed my foot down.
The courtyard floor upon which we stood began ice. Ice designs ran up the sides of the walls.
With two waves of my hand, I froze the fountains.
Then, with an icy blast, I send up so much snow - just like I did with Anna, so many years ago, when we were little. The people began skating around.
Anna and I skated around, holding hands for support, and, overall, having a great time.
I felt like nothing would ever go wrong again.
I was wrong.
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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...