The Choices We Make (A Jelsa Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 2: Jack Frost; The Charmer

Chapter 2: Jack Frost; The Charmer

        I finally snapped to reality when North called my name. Tears had betrayed me as they escaped down my face. I tried my best to keep my composure but they should have a little compassion since my life is probably going to change drastically. Say goodbye to the peace that I had finally worked so hard to gain and now it will be gone forever after a situation like this falling into my lap. Unfortunately there is nothing I can do, I feel like I have no other choice but to go along with this because if I don’t the world will be in complete anarchy. Also, will Jack Frost agree with this as well or will he make this situation harder than it already is. Who knows if he’s even in on this, or is he just as much as a victim of this as I am? My mind was running frantic with many different thoughts. I felt as if I was going to be sick but I took another deep breath as I spoke up.

“Where is this Jack Frost then?” I asked nervously while wiping away my stray tears, hoping this man wasn’t bad news. I want to meet with him and speak this matter with him myself.

   “He is on his way here, he’s late as usual. We hoped that we were going to tell you both together but we grew impatient,” he apologized. My stomach churned at the word “impatient”, why so eager to tell me this dreadful news?

   Suddenly one of the castle’s windows flew open from a strong gust of wind and there entered a tall man with frosty white hair and piercing blue eyes. His eyes very much stood out from the rest of his features but I blushed as I realized that he was very attractive. He was dressed in black pants along with a maroon button up shirt and the sleeves rolled halfway up his arms. He then floated over to the table and silently took a seat next to me.

“Ah Jack, glad you came to join us,” North greeted him. Jack smiled back towards him and nodded without a word.

“So why did you need to see me today and who’s she?” He asked as he pointed to me with his index finger.

   “This is Queen Elsa of Arendelle and she’s here because the Moon has foretold a prophecy between you two.” He explained. Jack turned his head to me and we both look at each other. My expression shows worry as I purse my lips together. He then became worried.

“A prophecy? What is this prophecy?” North answered him immediately.

  “The Moon has predicted that Pitch is returning and much stronger than before. So strong that not even you, Queen Elsa, and Sandy can defeat him.” Jack’s face began to show anger yet the color was gradually draining from his face as well. He must know who this Pitch is then.

   “The only way you can defeat Pitch is if you and Elsa get married as soon as possible and you impregnate her with The Frost Child. The Frost Child is the only being that can defeat Pitch and this child will be stronger than ever because it will wield the powers of both ice and wind. If unable to do so the world will be shroud in darkness and nightmares. Just like it almost had years ago.” North explained. Jack was shocked and unable to say a word. My eyebrows knitted together as I watched his face show absolutely nothing but shock. I softly placed my hand on his shoulder and he jolted back into reality.

“Right—u-um, I-I see. I am just appalled and at lost for words. But is this true?” His voice was cracking. He just couldn’t seem to wrap his head around the situation.

“The Moon foretold it and it is all true. Pitch is coming back and if you disagree the outcome is not going to be pretty.” North responded as he handed the yellowed paper to Jack. He began scanned through it.

   “I’ll let you both talk this out privately. We’ll be back to hear your answer.” North added as he signaled the rest of the Guardians to leave as well. Then we were alone in the vacant meeting room. The silence was becoming almost unbearable but I didn’t know what to say to him, nor did he know what to say as well. Jack then set the crumpled paper down and spoke up.