Hey, this is Frostbite711, Just wanted to to say a few things.

This is my first Fanfic, so go easy on me.

I first wrote this in a notebook, as I didn't have access to the site.

I watched, stunned, as my father crouched over the frozen form of my mother. Tears rolled down his cheeks, and as I approached, his head snapped up. His wild snow-white hair moved with his head, and his icy blue eyes narrowed and glared at me accusingly.

I took a step back, frightened by the look I saw. This was not the man who had raised me, not the kind, fun person I had known for my whole life.

"You did this!" he shouted. "Leave us, and never come back."

I gasped at his anger. Tears welled up in my eyes and my father stood up. "I said LEAVE!" and with that, he pointed his staff at me. A spike of ice shot from it.

I yelped and spun around, grabbing the front of my long sparkly dress and ran. Pushing the doors open that led into the hall. The white cape that was attached to my dress billowed out behind me as I ran from everything I knew, everything I loved. Or so I thought.

My name is Princess Kya Sapphire Frost of Arendelle, and this is my story.

The snow covered fields sparkled in the morning sun. Fluffy white flakes danced through the air.

Elsa followed a ways behind her sister and brother-in-law. She watched as they held hands, gazing deeply into each other's eyes. The queen blinked tears out of her eyes and stopped walking.

Elsa's strawberry blonde haired sister turned her head, looking at Elsa with her greenish blue eyes. "Elsa, what's wrong?" the princess asked.

Elsa smiled. "I'm fine, you go on ahead, I just need some time to be alone for a bit." The truth was that she wasn't fine, but she didn't want to burden her sister.

Anna hesitated, then shrugged saying, "Okay." Then she hooked arms with Kristoff and the walked away.

Elsa waved her hand, and cyan blue snowflakes came from her hands. Eventually creating a bench of ice. Elsa sat down and looked at her hands.

She loved her sister, and she knew the kingdom adored her, but she couldn't help feeling lonely, like something was missing. No one knew what is felt like to be different than everyone else, feared even.

Elsa let out a sigh and then looked out across the field.

Jack sat, perched on his stick. He watched the female who wore a cyan blue dress and cape that looked like it was made from ice crystals. The woman had platinum blonde hair and dazzling icy blue eyes. Her form and posture were flawless.

And Jack couldn't help but stare, transfixed by her beauty. Then the girl turned her head. Jack saw something in her eyes that made his body go stiff.

He saw loneliness in her eyes – something that Jack was all to familiar with, being a loner until he became a Guardian, about 3 years ago.

Jack floated off his staff. His bear feet touching the ground, sending swirls of ice spinning away from them. The girl then looked where he was, her eyes narrowed. Jack froze in place, then relaxed when she frowned and turned her attention back to the field.

Jack lifted his hand and then made a swirling motion with his right hand. Small snowflakes formed over the girl and he watched, as she stood up, confused at why the snow swirled only around her.

Then the Winter Spirit stepped toward her, snapping a twig. Her head whipped toward him, and he saw her eyes widen, fear evident on her delicate face.

"Who are you?" she demanded, her beautiful voice took Jack's breath away.

Then he stumbled, caught off guard as he realized she was talking to him. "Y-you can see me?"

"Why wouldn't I?" She asked him, narrowing her icy blue eyes.

Jack laughed. "You wouldn't understand," he replied, putting his weight on the stick; all the while wondering why she reminded him of someone.

The girl didn't react. Instead she asked, "Who are you?"

Jack blinked, realizing he hadn't been very polite. "Sorry. My name is Jack Frost."

She watched him, and nodding to herself, she stood up strait. "I am Queen Elsa of Arendelle."

Jack narrowed his eyes and tapped his chin. All of a sudden, her heard shouting and hurried footsteps.

"Elsa!" A female voice shouted. Then a man with blonde hair and a woman with strawberry blonde hair – which was in to braids – passed right through Jack.

Elsa, in shock, gasped involuntarily at that.

The girl stopped and looked at Elsa in concern. "Are you alright? We saw a snow storm appear out of nowhere." The girl grabbed Elsa's hands and watched her face.

Elsa's eyes darted to Jack. "I'm fine Anna," she replied to her sister.

"That's a relief. Where did that storm come from, if it didn't come from you?" Anna asked.

Elsa blinked, her gaze drifted back to Jack, who was silently watching the exchange. And when she looked at him, a small smile tugged on his lips.

"He did it." She said, pointing at Jack.

Anna and the man turned. "There's no one there. Elsa, are you sure you're okay?" he asked.

"Elsa looked at them in confusion. "You can't see him?"

"Who?"

Jack's heart wrenched at the look in the beautiful girl's face. He averted his gaze by looking at the ground. He couldn't bring him self to see her crest fallen face.

Jack only looked up when he heard the sound of fading footsteps and voices.

Anna had her finger intertwined with Elsa's and the man trailed behind.

Elsa turned her head, sending her casual braid onto her back. Her crystal blue eyes gazed at Jack. Then she turned her head again and Jack watched the Queen's retreating form.

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Thank you! :)