The Next Danger: Guardian Chronicles (Book Two)

1: Only Hurting Herself

ELSA stared down at her hands. A month and a half had passed since she lost her powers. Was it some sort of sign? A sign that she truly was a disaster? Mistake? Monster? She had always thought of her powers as a curse, but now that they were gone, she felt as if a part of her were missing.

Olaf was gone. That day they found a puddle on the ground with coal and a carrot in it. That caused Elsa to cry more than anything else that day. She loved Olaf as if he were her child.

She didn't know what to do. She wanted help, but no one was able to help her. She, Jack, Anna, Kristoff, Rapunzel and Eugene had traveled to the trolls to see if they could do anything...they couldn't. Apparently, even though Pitch was weak when he struck her, he was still quite strong. She and Jack even went to the other Guardians to seek help. But they had none that to offer.

The worst part wasn't even losing her powers. The worst part was that every time Jack would try to comfort her, she would shrink away. Because now Elsa knew what it felt like to be cold.

And she didn't like it.

Her hair changed to brown, brown like her mother's. Her blonde had started to fade the day after Christmas and a week later turned completely dark. She was wearing normal clothes as well--not ones made of ice.

Now, looking her vanity mirror, she saw a different person than who she used to be.

When she was seven, she would have seen a happy little girl staring at her. When she was thirteen, she would have seen someone who was afraid and confused. When she was eighteen, she would have seen someone sinking deeper into depression. A few days after her coronation at twenty-one, she would have seen someone who was finally free.

But right then, at twenty-one and a half, she felt one of the worst emotions there was...hopelessness.

JACK knocked on Anna's door.

"Just a second!" He sighed and leaned against the door-frame, waiting for the princess. A few moments later the door swung open. Anna smiled sadly at him, "Hi, Jack."

"Do you have a minute?"

Anna nodded, "Sure." She stepped out into the hallway. They started walking down the stairs. "So...?"

"She's getting worse, Anna. I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like I've tried everything."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I was hoping you would have an idea." They walked into the throne room. Anna lounging in her throne, and Jack in Elsa's. "I'm so worried about her. She barely even talks to me. Every time I try to help her she pushes me away."

Anna scoffed awkwardly, "Don't take that personally. She did the same thing to me for thirteen years."

"But she was trying to protect you." Jack argued.

"True." Anna nodded in agreement. "I'm just saying that maybe it's still ingrained in her brain to do that though--to shut people out."

"Maybe you're right." Jack thought out loud, "Maybe she still thinks that she's protecting us from getting hurt. Not necessarily from her powers, but from the fact that she doesn't have them." Jack jumped up, pulling Anna into a hug, "Thank you, Anna."

Jack let go of her and flew out of the throne room. He needed to remind Elsa that they were there for her, and that she wasn't hurting them. The only person she was hurting was herself.

"You're welcome?"

JAMIE looked our his window. He hadn't seen Jack in five years. Maybe he was childish to think that it was all real. That the adventures had actually happened. But everything was so vivid, it couldn't have been just a dream. He knew it had to have been real.