"There is an old tale of two kingdoms, neighbors of each other, but at the same time ignorant of their neighbor. In one lived people much like you and me, ruled by a vain and selfish king, leaving all to question one another, live in greed, and thirst for power. Unlike its neighbor, the Moores, where there lived countless different, magical creatures beyond your wildest dreams and they need neither king nor queen, for they rely on each other."

Our story begins in the pure, green, thriving lands filled with breath-taking waterfalls and forests with creeks and ponds, rivers filled with jewels instead of pebbles at its depths. Birds with flourishing, curled aqua blue and mint-green feathers roamed the skies, while blue nymphs with dragonfly-like wings danced across the waters with golden dust flowing around them to add to their god-like grace and beauty.

"They saw it would take a great hero or great villain to bring these two great lands. But from where this person comes from, is unsure. In an old tree in the Moores, lives a fairy. To you, she may seem like an ordinary girl, for she...was a fairy."

Up on a cliff that overlooked a grand, beautiful river, stood a lone, strong oak tree. Nestled within its center with only worn, teal pillows and a teal, blue and brown quilt to comfort her at night, sat a little girl no older than eight with blonde hair so pale it almost seemed white with skin like snow, rosy, narrowed cheekbones and eyes that glistened like ice in the sunlight. She wore a simple dark blue dress with a purple collar, cuffs and sash around her waist with black lacing and matching shoes with a black choker necklace with a purple gem hanging off it. Her hair was tied back into a single, perfect braid with a dark blue band holding back her bangs. Her most unique features, however, were her crystal blue horns, which sat atop her head and her snow white, hawk-like wings which were folded around her. Her eyes glimmered with silver as gentle flurries of snow levitated two wooden puppets of a boy and girl to make them look like they were dancing.

"She was no ordinary fairy, she had been gifted with the natural magic of winter since birth. Making very powerful even as a child."

A sudden snap made her head snap away from her dolls as they slowly levitated to the ground safely. Standing, she carefully made her way along the branches, till she found a broken branch. The silver that once shone in her eyes was replaced with gold as she placed her hands over the place it had snapped. From beneath her hands, a soft golden glow came from beneath as the branch straightened and was mended to be good as new. "There you go..." She smiled but didn't feel like lying back down, so she went out to the the opening in the leaves and branches, spreading her wings as she felt the warmth of the sunlight on her face.

"And her name...was Elsa."

Elsa then took off into a clean dive off the face of the cliff from her tree. Elsa let out a contented sigh as she flew effortless through the air, gliding down through the little hills that led to the grand river, sparing waves at the nature spirits and elves as they went about their day. "Good morning!" Elsa chirped as she past two periwinkle-purple colored fairies with silvery-grey wings tending to the lovely whitish-yellow flowers that grew along the banks. "Morning!" They called back, waving.

"Good morning Mr. Appleganger!" Elsa called as she flew by a root-based sprite that didn't have wings with moss on its body like a shawl, wearing an giant acorn for a hat, which he took off and waved in greeting at her, "I love your new hat!"

Elsa swooped along the river to find the river fairies doing their beautiful dance, while performing their duties in keeping the waters clear and healthy, something Elsa always admired and respected. "Good morning girls," Elsa greeted, "Lovely work, keep it up." She then kept up to the shallow parts, where a trio of goblins were playing in the mud. Noticing her, one goblin scooped up some mud and Elsa's eyes widened at the mischievous gleam in the goblin's eyes.

"No...No..!" Elsa said yelping as she quickly avoided getting hit by the mud-ball, but a nearby goblin wasn't as lucky and got hit right in the face. Elsa giggled quietly as the goblins began to argue, which resulted in a mud fight. Elsa shook her head, smiling as she ran a hand through the water, her touch created a trail of ice.

But then, she noticed an odd sight, some of the creatures had gathered at the Water Center, where all the rivers connected at the stones. "Oh, there she is!" A female voice said. "Elsa!" Another called. "Elsa, over here!" A third added.

The voices belonged to three pixes, who were in the center of the commotion, fluttering high above the ground. The owner of the first voice was a female pixe with mid-back long golden blonde hair in a braid with a blue headband woven with purple beads and sky blue eyes. She wore a purple, flower-themed dress with a knee-long skirt and several pouches on her blue belt with blue and purple-laced boots. The second voice belonged to another blonde pixe, but with straw-blonde hair in three braids, two of which hung over her shoulders and her eyes were a greyish-blue. She wore a green, flower-bud-themed hat with white petals along the edge, while wearing a slim, green dress with yellowish-green, elbow-long sleeves and matching blouse collar and boots, which had dark green lacings. The final voice belonged to a strawberry-blonde pixe with a roundish face, electric-blue eyes and wore her hair in pigtails. She wore a smooth, blue dress that almost resembled water with off-shoulder, skin-tight sparkly, whitish-blue sleeves that reached her wrists with dewdrop-shaped stones decorating the waistline and cuffs with darker blue shoes.

"What's going on?" Elsa asked as she landed, frost spreading out from beneath her feet. "Elsa, the tr-" The purple pixe began. "Why do you get to tell her?" The green pixe interrupted, "I want to tell her!"

"Not up for debate Ruffnut," The purple pixe huffed, "I tell this time, you tell next time, than Anna." Elsa rolled her eyes in annoyance. "But you told her last time!" The green pixe, Ruffnut, complained. "Oh, fine!" The purple pixe groaned. "Thank you," Ruffnut smiled.

"Tell me what?" Elsa demanded in impatience. "Elsa, the..." Ruffnut began only to be interrupted by the blue pixe, Anna. "The tre menn kjemper (1) guards have caught a human thief at the pool of jewels!" Anna blurted earning a scathing look from Ruffnut and an amused one from the purple pixe, which made her sheepish as she apologized, "Sorry Ruff."

Elsa, however, was too shocked to speak. A human in the Moores! And whoever it was, was stealing from her home! With that in mind, Elsa took flight with a mighty beat of her wings, creating a shockwave so strong, it knocked everyone back, sending the pixes flipping over themselves and flying backwards. Once righted, Anna frowned after the white-fairy as she said, "She's always in a hurry with her big wings!"

"Humans in the Moores!" The purple pixe said fretting with worry as Ruffnut pulled herself out of a upwardly curved purple flower, "I hope its not another war!" The other creatures that were attending the meeting also made worried sounds, the last war the humans raged had hit far too close to the Moores for their liking, if they raged another there was no guarantee they won't actually be involved this time around.

Elsa, however, wasn't as worried, a thief was far different than a warrior having wondered in. She was more angry that a human would have the nerve to steal from her home. Thankfully, the Pool of Jewels wasn't far from the meeting place, from beneath the glimmering, clear blue water was glittering gemstones in the place of sand and pebbles, all small in size and varied in color. Surrounding a cave shielded by long curtains of moss and willow branches were three of the tre menn kjemper guard, who protected the Moores from those who sought it harm. They resembled giant roots that somehow twisted and melded together to form a rugged, human-like shape with moss growing all over, the roots that made the feet were melded together to form a platform-like appendages made from wood, soil and moss, while the roots on the top of their heads branched out and thinned like hair and they held gigantic spears made from wood and rock.

As Elsa landed, coating the rock's top with frost, one of the tre menn kjemper spoke to her in its deep, grumbled, raspy tongue, motioning to the cave to warn her to be careful. "I'm not afraid," She assured him, looking at the cave with curiosity sparkling in her blue eyes, "Besides, I've never seen a human up-close," Narrowing her eyes, she called out, "Don't be afraid, come out."

"No," A male voice called back, Elsa blinked, for it sounded remarkably young, "They aim to kill me!"

"But they won't," Elsa assured. "I'd still rather not," The human replied and she could almost hear the smirk in his voice as he added, "Besides, they're darn horrible to look at." The same tre menn giganten (2) gave a sound of insult, while Elsa looked both stunned and mad.

"Now that's very rude!" Elsa shouted at him as the frost became ice, before smiling up at the tre menn giganten, "Don't worry Aslak (3), you're classically handsome!" The tre menn giganten then looked bashful, smiling back, before the two returned their attention to the cave, "Come out, no one will harm you."

There was no response for a moment, before a figure stepped from the protective curtain onto the rocks along the outside. The human looked no older than her, a child, just about an inch or so taller than her with deep red hair and eyes green like the leaves in the middle of summer, his skin was just slightly more tanned compared to her snow-white complexion and he had a curious, yet timid nature about him. He was dressed in a long-sleeved, hooded brown shirt that seemed worn with a black belt holding up his tanned-colored pants, which were torn a bit at the ends with dark brown sandals. Around his shoulder was a single worn brown bag and wore a blacken ring. Elsa could only stare, this wasn't what she pictured at all!

"You...you're just...a boy..." She managed to say. The human boy just gave a miffed look and retorted, "And you're just a girl."

"What's your name?" Elsa asked, "What do they call you?"

"My name's Hans," The boy answered, "What's yours?"

"I'm Elsa," She replied before Aslak spoke to her again, making her nod, "Right," She then returned her attention to Hans, "You have to give it back."

"Give what back?" Hans asked feigning innocence. Elsa didn't buy it one minute, instead she gave a patient sigh and held out her hand, the other on her hip with a look that said 'hand it over'. Hans sighed seeing he wasn't going to get away with his deed, before reaching into his bag and took out a single rosy-pink stone, it resembled an opal but shimmered like a diamond. When he tossed it to her, Elsa smiled as she gently tossed the gem back into the pool where it belonged.

Hours later, Elsa could be seen escorting Hans on-foot to the boarder where the lands of his homeland and the Moores met. "If I had known you were going to throw it away," Hans told her as they trudged through the woods towards the clearing where tall rocks were placed to mark the boarder, "I would've kept it."

"I wasn't throwing it away," Elsa told him, "I was returning it home, like I'm doing for you," She stopped so she remained in the trees' shade, while Hans took a few steps out, taking in the view of the castle and Elsa followed his eyes, wondering what was so special about a stone building. "I'm going to live there someday," He told her pointing at the castle, "In the castle."

"Where do you live now?" Elsa asked. "In a barn..." Hans replied after a moment, making Elsa perk up a little at the prospect of knowing humans who worked with the earth, it was pretty close to fairies. "So you're parents are farmers?" She guessed, but Hans remained silent for a longer moment then before.

"My parents are dead," He finally admitted, causing Elsa's smile to vanish and guilt, yet sympathy shone in her eyes as she too looked down. "Mine are too," Elsa said and a silence past for a full three minutes.

"I better get going," Hans said beginning to leave. "You shouldn't come back, you know," Elsa said making him stop with a sly smile, eyes sparkling, face flushing she added, "It isn't safe."

Hans turned to her, eyebrow raised. "Supposed I did, if I took the risk," He said, "Would you be here?" In response, a mock-serious expression took Elsa's face as she responded, "Perhaps..." Hans stared at her and she stared back for a solid moment, before they both broke out into small smiles before Hans held out his hand. Elsa hesitated before extending her hand, but before she could grasp it completely a blinding hot pain shot through her hand and arm, making her shriek and yank her hand back, the grass beneath her feet began to get frosty.

"What?" Hans asked in alarm, but didn't move to help her in fear of hurting her more, "What's wrong?" Looking at his hand, she spied what caused the burn, which almost immediately healed. "Your ring," She told him, much to his confusion as he looked at it, "Iron burns fairies."

"Oh, I-I'm sorry!" Hans said in shock-remorse, had he had known he wouldn't have worn such a thing and now it hurt his new friend. Taking it off, he chucked the ring of iron far into the field far from the Moores. Elsa looked stunned, yet a small sliver of a smile ghosted onto her face as her cheeks turned pink, watching him leave as he waved at her, calling, "See you later Elsa!" Her eyes shimmered with hope at his words as she laid awake in her tree that night, wondering how long it would be until she saw her new friend again.

"Elsa didn't know quite what to think when Hans cast away his ring. He; who had so little in the world, threw away his even fewer possessions, so that their hands may touch again. Her heart was moved. And so, a thief who had hoped to steal a simple gem, had stolen something far more precious."

And so begins my very own Frozen and How To Train Your Dragon crossover version of Maleficent!

I think that Elsa makes the perfect Maleficent because their both powerful, confident female characters who learn from their mistakes and come out the hero even if people saw then as a villain at first. Besides, Elsa was suppose to be a villain at first, but 'Let it Go' got her changed to a hero instead. Also, Astrid, Ruffnut and Anna would make perfect pixes, I can just picture putting all three of them together in one room and all hell would probably break loose, not to say they can't get along enough to try and find a solution like getting Aurora to wake up.

So, read and review, and remember the golden rule; NO FLAMING!