Jelsa high school

Elsa's memory

Elsa POV

"Jack! Jack, please wake up. Please!" I said to the already paling Jack with an arrow through his heart.

That's when I realized that Pitch was still there, and he was about to stab me.

Just as I was about to give up and let him win, an arrow zoomed past my head and implanted itself in Pitch's shoulder, making him drop the knife and curse.

I turn around.

"Hope we're not too late!" Merida said with Hiccup beside her and an absolutely huge black cat.

I smiled, knowing that they were still there for me.

"Elsa! Let me out! Right now! I am going to frickin murder-" Asle shrieked. I didn't let her finish.

"No, Asle. This is something that I must do. This was never your battle to fight. It was always mine."

My parents had died to this same man.

~*~*~*Flaaaashback~*~*~*~*~*~*

"You'll be fine, Elsa." I heard my mother say in that proud, confident voice of hers, and I thought that I would never be like that.

They were going away on a business trip, leaving me and Anna all alone.

Of course, that was the time Medessitis had to happen.

( you know what happens here people I don't want to spoil for the ones who have not watched frozen )

Then I received the news. Like, literally, I was watching the news on TV.

"This is CBC news reporting that around 9:00 in the morning, this couple have been murdered with an unknown cause. We believe that we can find the murderer, and bring them to justice."

I feel so bad for those people, I thought.

Their families must be grieving hard.

Then I saw the victims' faces.

"Mom! Dad!"

~*~*~*flashback ended~*~*~*~*~*~

That's when I saw my best friend heading towards us.

"Punzie!"

"Elsa! We'll get Jack, you go finish what you started!"

So I did.

It's time for revenge.

I heard a whisper behind me.

Elsa, you can't do it. You can't defeat Pitch black. You'll drown in your nightmares and you will never be the fire that you wish to be. You won't have a future. And Asle? She's doing you a huge favour by shielding you in her body, but remember, you get hurt and she does as well.

No.

I will NOT drown in my own nightmares. I will NOT hurt Asle. And I most certainly WILL defeat pitch black. Thanks, whisperer. You just gave me hope.

I smirked and my fist went up beside my head and I heard a grunt of pain as my fist connected with some sorta nose.

"Sorry, sir, but it looks like you lose."

I said triumphantly. And indeed, he had lost.