Princess Elsa of Arendelle sat in her room, perched on her bed and staring at the floor with icy blue eyes. The young woman wore a long dress of blues and purples with a jacket, along with black tights, black shoes, and white gloves. Her white/blonde hair was in a bun spun with blue ribbon. She was seventeen, having spent nine years separated from her little sister, Anna.

'"Catch me!"

"Anna!"'

Elsa shook out of it, closing her eyes and biting her lower lip. A five-beat knock met Elsa's ears.

"Elsa?" A voice asked. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" Elsa remained silent, shaking slightly. "Okay... Bye." Some footsteps receded, and Elsa put her face in her hands, sobbing. In her sorrow, Elsa didn't notice the pulsating blue light that surrounded her. Suddenly feeling warm, Elsa looked up to see the light. Her eyes widened.

"Wait, what?" Then, there was a bright flash, and Princess Elsa was gone. Two pristine, white gloves drifted to the ground. Princess Anna of Arendelle hoped that her sister had bought the ruse, now using a pin to pick the lock. Upon opening the door, Anna looked around excitedly for her elder sister.

"Elsa?" Anna asked. Anna entered, stooping to pick up the fallen gloves. "Elsa?" A few moments pass, and Anna's eyes slowly widen. "ELSA!"

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Elsa groaned, slowly waking up. A silver-haired young woman noticed and smiled, walking over to her.

"I see you're awake."

"Who are you?" Elsa asked, scared as she realized that she was in a furnished cave of some sort. Definitely not home. "Where am I?"

"You're in my home, love. My name is Hima Elurra."

"How did I get here?"

"That's the question of the evening. I woke up, and you were on my doorstep... You don't look like one of those Beacon girls, but I sense something powerful in you, love."

"I..." Elsa paled. Hima looked at her curiously with eyes that seemed almost white.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't like talking about it."

"What could be so bad that you don't like talking about it? I mean, a semblance can't be too awful."

"A what?"

"Semblance, love. The most physical manifestation of the soul, linked with the aura."

"Uh..."

"Love, where have you been living? Well, you apparently know what your semblance is. What is it?"

"Um..." Elsa stared at her shaking hands, realizing that her gloves were missing. "I don't know...".

"It's alright." Hima smiled. "A power worth as much of a fuss as you're making clearly isn't an accident." Elsa bit her lower lip, then raised her right hand. A burst of glowing snowflakes shot into the air. Hima stared in awe. "Impossible." Hima looked at Elsa, stunned "How?"

"I don't know. I've been able to do it for as long as I can remember."

"This is..." Hima looked at her own hands, then at Elsa, before raising her left hand and conjuring snowflakes. Elsa could barely breathe.

"You can..?"

"I'm the Winter Maiden." Hima stated. "I'm supposed to be the only one who can... I can't believe it. This changes everything we know! Remnant will never be the same!"

"Remnant?"

"The name of our world, love." Hima looked astonished. "Our planet." Elsa frowned.

"No, it's Earth." The princess looked confused. "I should know... I'm Princess Elsa of Arendelle."

"Arendelle?"

"My kingdom."

"There are only four kingdoms on Remnant." Hima disagreed, holding up a map. "Vale, Mistral, Atlas, and Vacuo." Elsa stared at the woman, her blue eyes wide in shock.

"You're serious?"

"As death."

"Then..." Elsa took a deep breath. "I'm on another world. I'm on another planet, with people with abilities like mine... Oh my God."

"This Earth... You're the only one who can-?"

"My cousin had the power to heal... I'm never going to see my family again." Tears raced down Elsa's face. "Anna..." Hima left the poor girl to her thoughts, exciting the cave... She never came back. Within a few minutes of Hima's departure, a blue light shot out of nowhere and hit Elsa in the chest. "Wait, what?!" Elsa got out of bed and looked around, confused. Feeling strange, she went to a mirror and gasped, seeing blue fire around her eyes. "Wait, what?!"

"And who might you be?" A voice asked, and Elsa turned to see a man with silver hair and brown eyes dressed in black and green, a cane in his hand. Elsa backed away.

"What's happening to me? Where's Hima?"

"She's dead... And you've become her heir."

"Heir?"

"You are the Winter Maiden." Ozpin replied, and Elsa's eyes widened in horror. "Hello, my name is Professor Ozpin. I'm the Headmaster at Beacon Academy. Who are you?"

"I'm Princess Elsa of Arendelle." Elsa squeaked, staring at her hands as the fire around her eyes went out. "M-make it go away!"

"I'm afraid I can't. You'll have this power until you die."

"N-no! This isn't fair! She knew I was scared of the power I already have! Why give me more?!"

"So, you're the one she spoke of." Ozpin smiled slightly. "You're not from around here, are you?"

"That's putting it lightly." Elsa scowled, then paled. "What am I going to do?! This will only make it worse! And I don't have my gloves! I-"

"Gloves?" Ozpin suddenly looked VERY angry. "What do you mean?" Elsa looked timid.

"I wear gloves to control my powers. My father-"

"What kind of a man would make his daughter this afraid of herself?" Ozpin asked. "Tell me everything." Elsa sighed, then explained her story. She showed Ozpin her powers, told him about Anna and the Trolls, about the mantras her father taught her. Ozpin only seemed to get angrier. "You're saying that instead of letting you train and hone your powers, he isolated you and taught you to fear yourself?"

"Um... Yes?"

"Elsa, I'm sorry that this happened to you, but you're going to have to forget everything your father taught you about yourself." Ozpin stated. Elsa sat down on the bed, looking down. "I may have the solution."

"What?"