●Prologue 2●
※※※※ELSA THE ICE QUEEN※※※※
"umph! Hey, that's not fair, Elly!" An auburn boy pouted and his kaleidoscope in the shade of red met my icy blue eyes.
I laughed "well too bad, flames!!" I giggled and ran threw the snow I made.
yes, I can make ice and I loooooove it!
"Elly! stop calling me flames! that's not even my name!!"
"it is now~" I sang and giggled
"ELLY! COME BACK HERE! YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT SNOWBALL! HERE I COME!" he made a snowball around his hands that are as big as mine and rolled it to a ball, went to a stance I know to well and his 'I am-in-control-now' face glowed in his eyes as he threw his arm back and
'SPLASH' "FLAMES!" I shouted, flustered
"oops" his sheepish face broke as he fell on the ground, laughing "s-s-sorry..," he stopped and continued laughing "d-din't m-m-ment to," he keeps laughing "hit-"
"you" I finished for him, smugly starring at him with a broad grin in my face as his head pops out the pile of snow dropped over him
"that's not fair!" he whinned
"well, accidentally burning a snowball, turning it to water, and throwing it at my face -and dress, mind you- is?" I grumbled
he sighed before burning his way towards me and stopping before me with a smirk, he never smiles, it was really rare. "well, Elly, you have to get used to it 'cuz im ya best friend!"
I stared at him before smiling and nodding "always"
we grin at each other before getting out the ballroom but flames burned and steamed everything first.
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THIRD POV
"Elsa, you must control your powers.." the old troll told the shivering girl cowering beside her father "you must, or else it will hurt everyone you care for"
the little girl nodded as a tear dropped own her chin.
The father picked up Elsa and rode back to the castle by the back of the horse, no sound emitted except for the hooves of the horses.
Little Elsa curled up at her bed that night, alone at her new room, she sighed as tears continue to fall. a cold wind wrapped around her and she looked at her window. a white haired boy grin at her and floated beside her, but it disappeared as he sat at the foot of her bed.
"Elsa, snow, what's wrong?" he asks, worried for the young girl
"its....its Anna.."
"why?" he wrapped his arms around her and she moved away quickly, the boy was shock but hid his hurt behind his worried face "snow girl, what's wrong?"
"I shot Anna with my cursed powers!! I hate them!!" tears flowed down, it was anger
the guy sighed and slowly reached his hands out "Elsa, your powers aren't a curse" he said gently
"then why?!" she screamed as she moved away from the guy "WHY DID I HURT ANNA?! SHE NEARLY DIED BECAUSE OF THESE POWERS!!"
"Elsa! SHE DIDN'T DIED!" he breathed out and calmed himself "she didn't die, right? That's it then, so don't-"
"YOU DON"T UNDERSTAND!"
"I DO!!"
"NO!! I DON'T WANT THESE POWERS! I HATE THEM!"
"ELSA! Control them! that's all there to it!!!"
"NO!! I HATE YOU!! I HATE MY POWERS, LEAVE ME ALONE!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!!" the last word she cried echoed around the room and a force knocked the guy out of the room again, he groaned and he floated back in the room
????'s POV
I found little Elsa crying and backing away from her father, who was asking whom she was shouting to. She exclaimed it was him but they told her I am not real. I floated beside her father and Elsa's eyes didn't even pass to me. no.....
"Elsa?" I whispered once her parents left "Elsa? are you okay no-" my hand passed through her
'no' I thought as I fell back in shock 'no... NO! NO!'
"Elsa, Elsa, please believe in me...please!!"
but no.... I just passed through her....
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3rd POV
"oh wow!"
"it's the queen's doing, I am sure of it!" a person giggled
"yeah, yeah!"
"so, cousin, who is this queen?"
"the queen? she's-"
"announcing, QUEEN ELSA OF ARENDELLE"
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HI GUYS!! SOOOO~ WHAT DO YOU THINK? I THINK IT'S LONGER THAN JACK'S PROLOUGE.... IF ANY QUESTIONS, DON'T BE AFRAID TO ASK, ^_^
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FanficYou know the guy who save everyone from fear..... You know the girl who made a not so eternal winter.... This is the story to connect.... Pasts that are to remember.... Pasts that are more that what they think.. something to believe in.... and someo...