One Little Snowflake

The Storm Before the Storm

(Jack POV)

 Her luminous blue eyes sparkled with worry, the line returning in her forehead.
 "Which is why I've come to ask you assistance." Jack scratched his head, unsure of what her answer would be. The moon had specified in her as well as three others, one of which he had already gotten approval of earlier that day.
 "I don't know Jack, could Anna take care of them?" She looked around them at the village's houses.
 "I think she could find someone to help with the paper part, but she has the public relations part nailed." Jack said honestly. He had known Anna for a long time now, they had fun pulling pranks on people when he was in town. And he had seen her with the people enough to firmly believe that they loved and respected her and treated her as one of their own family.
 Elsa nodded as well, "How is Death summoned?" 
 "By those who fear him, he will resonate wherever there is the most fear and feed off of it."
 "Wow, so many people subconsciously fear him, I'm surprised he's not everywhere." Elsa fiddled with her braid nervously.
 "That is what we need to prevent from happening." Jack said, glancing at the sky to check the time. He still had two more people to check in with. "Will you do it?"
 Elsa nodded. "When do we leave?"
 Relief flooded through his veins, two down two to go, "Be ready whenever, I still need to gather the others." He bowed wobbly and pulled himself up into the air with his staff.
 "Remember to be happy." He called smirking.

(Elsa POV)

Elsa watched him fly off, and made a decision.
 She was not ready for this, she wasn't strong enough for Death, and that meant she had to be.
 Turning back to the beach, Elsa watched the harsh waves crash against the beach. She took off her blue overcoat and shoes and laid them on a nearby rock. 
 She took off at a sprint to the water's edge. She froze the water below her feet upon contact, using it to propel herself forwards another step. Running still, she raced to the rough wave break.
 Water rose up above her head and crashed down on her.
 The current pulled her in every direction possible, as well as down.
 Her back slammed against the floor of the reef, and the water calmed down.
 She walked back to the beach, not ready to give up yet.

Three  . . . . four  . . .  ten .  . Elsa lost count of how many times she was pushed under the waves forces.
 The time she made it past the first break, she was shivering, soaked to the bone.
 Cold was something she rarely was, but when she was, it was freezing.
 She clambered to the top of a rock, but her momentum pulled her back once she reached the top. She created an ice slide to cushion her fall, and she pushed forwards to the second breaker.
 This wave rose even higher than the previous ones.
 Frantically, she shot her hands forwards, and an ice bridge broke through her fingertips, carving itself into the wave.
 Elsa raced along it, thinking that she had finally made it.
 Before she could reach the top of it, the wave's power crumbled it behind her.
 She ran even faster, but the wave was to powerful and crumbled it to pieces.

 "Ar ye tryn to drown yerself?" a scottish accent drawled from behind her.
 A girl with firey frizzy locks stood, her arms crossed over her chest, startling Elsa before she ran back to the water to try again.
 "Who are you?" Elsa asked, her hand slowly forming a knife just in case.
 "Princess Merdia of Dunbroch. Ya know, da king'dm that you hadn't replied ta yet."
 "Which one?" Elsa replied with a snort as she lowered her guard slightly.
 "Anywo, have ya seen Jack ye'?"  She asked, shifting her weight a little, so that the moonlight showed that she carried a bow with her.
 "You know Jack?" Elsa questioned.
 The redhead nodded. "He as'd me ta come 'ere for sumptum. Sum kinda baddie breakn ou' call'd Death. Need'd stoppn."
 Elsa nodded, "That's what he told me, here, let me get my things and then I can take you to the castle." Her hostess mode switch being flipped on.
 She pulled the wrap on and wrung out her hair. Slipping her shoes back on over her bare feet, the sand grating against the soles, she escorted Merida back to the castle.
 The trip was quiet most of the time, other than the off comment Merida had about odd things, like the cobblestone roads and lampposts. 
 "There you are!!" Anna leaped to and embraced Elsa once she spotted her.
 "I was getting worried, but Kristoff wouldn't let me leave the castle, so we comprimised that I'd wait by the entrance, and it was getting late, Jack didn't come back either, so I thought something bad happened and oh! Why are you wet? Come inside before you get a cold!"
 "Yer goin to choke on ya own tongue lady." Merida said.
 "Elsa, who is this?" Anna asked.
 "Right, my bad, Anna this is Princess Merida of Dunbroch, Merida, this is Princess Anna of Arendelle, my sister." Elsa introduced the two.
 "Eve'n I don't talk tha much." Merida teased.
"Oh I just remembered!! A letter came from Punzie!" Anna shrieked, digging in her pocket. "I wrote to her about the accountant problem, and she wrote back!"
 "That quickly? We only discussed that this morning. There isn't enough time for that to happen." Elsa gawked. 
 "I've been in contact with her for awhile now, this morning before I left you and Jack, I had given him a letter to drop off, because he mentioned he was going by Corona today, so he must have since a couple of hours ago, a guard gave me one from her, but I waited for you to open it, so I don't know what it says." Anna explained rapidly, and somewhat confusingly.
 "Breath lass." Merida chortled.
Elsa took the letter from Anna and read it silently. 
 "She says that she's already on her way here for a visit, Jack had asked her to come as well, and she has someone onboard her boat that is interested in the accountant job."
 "That's great news!!" Anna exclaimed excitedly.
 Merida and Elsa exchanged glances. "But the water is awful tonight, like that night." Elsa didn't need to say what moment she was thinking of. The fear in Anna's eyes told her she understood.
 Tonight the storm was just as bad as the one the night their parent's boat had wrecked.

Oh dear, don't hate me please- Agent Em