The big four (the beginning) [DISCONTINUED]

Fighting against temptation!

   Elsa's p.o.v (Morning)

[In Elsa's palace]

     I regret leaving Arendelle. It was fun to run from the past but realistically I'm starving and very lonely! I could go find food and bring it here. But what fruit grows in the winter? I think.

"Elsa." I hear a deep voice call me.

I look around but no one is seen.

"Great! I'm hallucinating now!" I say looking around.

  Would if Anna has come to find me? She won't let me be! I think as I pace back and forth.

"Elsa darling,why do you want to be alone? No one truly wants to be alone." The voice says.

"Who are you?" I ask as I look around frantically.

"Someone who understands you." The voice says.

"No one understands me,even if they tried! Not even Jack Frost can understand me!" I say clenching my fist.

"I understand you." The voice says.

  I shake my head. I'm so lonely that I'm talking to my own conscience! I think.

"Elsa,do you believe in fear?" The voice asks.

"Of course I do!" I say.

   Then suddenly a tall grey figure appears with yellow eyes and black hair. His long cloak and pants.

   WHO THE HELL IS HE?! I think.

"I'm Pitch Black!" He introduces himself before bowing down to me.

    I scream and run out of the room,and down the stairs. I feel something grasp my ankle and I fall!

"Oh Elsa. You shut your own sister out,ruined a party,and ran away and left Arendelle in a severe blizzard!" He says walking down each step.

   A hush of guilt falls upon me. Pitch kneels down on his left knee.

"How cold are you?" He asks.

  I'm too afraid to communicate. He lifts my chin with his index finger.

"Damn,your gorgeous." He says.

"Don't touch me you creep!" I spat.

   He stands up and chuckles. I apply pressure to my hands and pull myself to my feet. Then I blast ice at his face! Black sand intervenes and Pitch smirks behind the mess.

"Look at what we can do! Cold and dark,together!" He says.

"No! Everyone already fears me,and becoming your sidekick will make things worse!" I say angrily.

   There's an awkward silence.

"I thought no one understands what this feels like. To be alone! Now I see that I was wrong." He says.

"Being alone is what I want." I say.

   The sand loosened on my ankle.

Pitch sighs.

"I'd love to have someone I can trust. A friend." He says.

He looks upset. Everything he's saying is true. Just accept his friendship! I think. He walks down the staircase.

"Pitch wait!" I say.

   He quickly faces me.

"Why do you want to be my friend?" I ask as I place my hand over my heart.