POV Jack

Even though she doesn’t remember me, her presence comforts me. “Where to now?” Her beautiful voice asks and I realize that I have been staring at her back while she is walking inside castle corridors. My hand is clenching my staff and I look away from her, with a slight blush in my cheeks.

“Frost?” She asks and turns her head to look back. Our eyes met and she smiles to me. I smiled to her back, it was like butterflies were flying inside of me. “Did you ask something?” I grinned.

The way she rolled her eyes reminded me of the person who I fell in love with. She’s coming back, I know it. Maybe if I annoy her enough she will remember me. “Where are we going next silly,” she chuckled.

“To your right,” I told her and she smiled slyly. The way she moved was really like she is dancing while she walks. If things would be different I would have already went to her, folded my arms around her for an embrace, sealing the love we share with a kiss. Now she doesn’t feel the love so I can just watch her while my mind, body and soul wishes to be close to her.

I close my eyes and try to swallow the lumpy feeling. This needs to work, I need her back. “Frost?”

As she spoke I opened my eyes and then bumped into her. Her body pressed against the wall as my body pressed against hers. Our breaths formed misty smoke since my existence in these corridors made the room colder than usual. Her hands are against my chest.

Elsa’s cheeks are catching up a pink rosy shade as she watches me. While my other hand is still holding my staff, I’m reaching my other hand to wipe away a hair strand from her face. Her eyes look away from me nervously and shyly.

“I’m sorry but I need more time,” she whispers and her hands crumble my hoodie’s fabric  on my chest. Slowly I back away and smile to her. She chuckled lightly causing electric sparks run through me. “Everything you say, my queen,” I grinned and bowed to her.

Then I saw the flash of annoyance in her eyes, like back in the day. I see how her mouth wrinkles a bit when she narrows her lips, smiling slyly and in her bothered way. “I’m not a queen, at least not anymore,” she said with her red lips and I feel like I’m enchanted by her.

“Good to see you smiling,” she smiled warmly with her eyes shining. I turn my head away quickly from looking at her. Then I heard her laughing and I couldn’t resist of having a glimpse of her again. “Let’s go see our.. grand kids,” she said quietly and I see how she goes inside the room where I leaded her.

Before going in I inhaled deeply, my head presses against the door. It started to frost immediately which normally doesn’t happen if I don’t want it to happen. Then I went inside after her.

“The room seems empty,” I heard Elsa saying and I see her walking around. She goes to dressing table and I see her fingers touching a dressing mirror. I bit my lower lip, wishing that she would remember. I did that mirror to her once for Christmas. It’s just piece of antique now.

I sighed in discomfort when she left the desk, she didn’t remember. “What’s wrong?” She glances at me and goes to sit on a bed. She used that bed as an excuse to keep me close to her when I ended up as being human again.

“Do you see anything familiar in this room?” I said quietly, my hands are squeezing my staff. This used to be her bedroom, our bedroom. Her eyes wander  around her room, her mouth slightly open. I feel eager to know.

“I’m sorry,”she finally says and stands up. “So where are our grand children?” She grinned.  I chuckled a bit, my hand rubbed my neck. Then I heard her gasping just when I was about to take her hand and go to garden.

“He looks just like you!” Elsa sounded curious and I see how she goes to look a picture. “I guess so,” I joined next to her. She is looking at a young man’s portrait. He has her eyes but my smile, hair color is from her and hairstyle looks more of mine. “Who is he?” She glances at me and my cheeks blushed.

“Son of our son, King Matthew II,” I smiled and I feel how Elsa takes my hand. “Mmm.. I’m sorry but you’re not able to see him but your seeing his grandson whose name is,” I whispered and stopped. “What his name is?” Elsa said in excitement. “King Jackson II,” I muttered and rolled my eyes. Elsa started to laugh.

“What! He got his name from me, they wanted a name that runs in the family,” I frowned. “That’s cute,” Elsa chuckled a bit. “Yeah but he lost his believe years ago, however he has a teenaged kid,” I stuttered in my words.

“And where is this ‘kid’?” Elsa smiled and touched my shoulder. “Probably in his room, “ I sighed. “Let’s go to see.. uh.. what’s his name?” Elsa whispered. “Ethan,” I told her.

In silence we went to Ethan’s room. Elsa knocked the door. “Just to let you know. He doesn’t believe anymore either,” I told Elsa as she folded her hands in front of her.

I startled when a boy, little shorter than me appeared on the door. His ice blue eyes looked amazed and then he runs his hand through his messy black and longish hair. “Are you lost miss?” He smiles to Elsa and I glance at her quickly. Her eyes are shining like stars as she smiles to him. “Not anymore,” she says gently and I see how Ethan takes a step to his side and Elsa walks into his room.

“Nice decoration,” Elsa says as she looks around the room which has ocean blue and white theme. “Thanks,” the kid grinned and asks Elsa to sit in front of his coffee table. “What brings you to me lady?” He says like a royal. It seems that he is maturing up slowly, I remember him as bony and clumsy kid who loved adventures. Until he forget me.

Now Ethan was slender but muscular, he had a strong chin for a fifteen year old. His ice blue eyes were kind looking and he had laugh lines showing up in his smooth fair skin. His mother was from a kingdom where there was a fairytale being told that there was once a king who married a mermaid. His mother’s name was Symphony and she turned out to be excellent singer. Ethan got his mother’s skin shade and hair color but he got his eyes from far in the family. They were Elsa’s eyes, that’s why it was always painful for me to look into his eyes while he was growing up.

“Just wanted to meet the Prince of Arendelle,” Elsa says mysteriously and Ethan glances at her. “Really? So how did you pass the guards my fair lady? I sure can see that you’re not from around here,” he chuckles and walks to a small fridge in his room.

I see how Ethan pours some lemon soda in two glasses. “Would you like your drink to be chilled?” Ethan smiles as he hands the glass to Elsa. “I’m perfectly fine, thank you,” Elsa told him.

“So he sees you,” I sighed as I see Ethan staring at Elsa keenly. Elsa nods her head slightly as she keeps looking at him with a smile on her face. I was about to turn around and leave when I saw Ethan putting his hand over his glass and when he removed it I saw the glass of his being covered with frost. “There’s something in you that make me feel like I know you from somewhere,” Ethan hummed and smiled to Elsa.

“When did he,” I said with my voice going high. I was still stunned of what he did just before. “How?” I gasped. Elsa giggled and then see how she did her glass the same as Ethan did.

Now I hear how Ethan stands up and his chair falls down as well as did his glass. His eyes widened as he stares at Elsa. “You got it too!” He gasped and Elsa smiles to him.

“I thought that I was alone,” Ethan suddenly sobbed and falls to his knees. “What do you mean?” Elsa says caringly. “I.. Well.. this might sound a bit crazy for you but, as a kid I saw someone with these kind of powers. He was so cool but somehow, well,  he was there but still wasn’t. Like a imagine friend, you know,” Ethan smiles sadly.

“Imagine friend?” I repeated while being offended. Elsa ignored me, stood up and went to Ethan. “How does your story continue?” Elsa asked again and Ethan went red. “Well, just when I saw my imagine friend last time I wanted to have the powers he had so I think that my imagination friend was actually my powers which wanted to be awaken,” Ethan laughed bitterly and I rolled my eyes.

“Then I found out about this, I was 12 years then. I had to learn to control it, only my parents know it now but they don’t share my power,” Ethan shrugged his shoulders. “But you do! Are you my aunt or something!” He took a hold of Elsa’s hand.

“She is in fact your great great great--,” I started and then Elsa glared at me and I decided to leave it there. “I’m related to you but not in a way that you think,” Elsa smiled warmly and Ethan bit his lower lip. “What now?” Elsa laughed.

“I was wondering if you could teach me,” Ethan laughed nervously. “I think that there’s a better teacher,” Elsa smiled slyly.

“Who?” Ethan asked. “Jack Frost,” Elsa said simply. Ethan frowned, looking at Elsa like she is losing it. “He is a fairytale character,” Ethan sounded amused.

“No he is not,” Elsa said gently. Now Ethan shook his head, “Why are you lying? Just say if you don’ t want to teach me. No need to treat me like a kid. Jack Frost doesn’t exist.”

My heart felt like being crushed.

“No need to try,” I laughed bitterly as I walked out from the room. One day he will have a child and then I can see my family again, watch them grow right until they reach the age when they forget me. It happens every time.

“See you later Ethan,” Elsa says goodbye and I hear her walking after me. “What’s your name!” Ethan shouts.

“Elsa of Arendelle,” Elsa yells to him back. Just before the door slammed close I heard Ethan gasping from surprise.

“So you’re fine with your name now?” I asked her. It was like bitterness and hate had returned to me again. Everything was again dull and not important.

 I was rushing my steps in the corridors. “How he sees you but not me!” I shouted. “Jack,” I heard her calling but I threw her hand away from my shoulder.

“It’s because I’m the protector. You saw me until you were almost 18, I’m not a Guardian like you,” she explained. It was enough, I turned around.

“A GUARDIAN! Kids see Guardians! No one believes in me anymore since I lost my core!” I yelled angrily. Her eyes were filled with fear. I see how the room is freezing. However it’s not her doing it, it’s me.

“Calm down,” she says and touches my cheek. “Just say that you love me!” I cried suddenly. My hands go around her and she yelped when I pulled her close. I pressed my lips against her and kissed her.

She pushes me aside as fast as I pulled her close. Then I felt a stinging pain on my cheek as she slapped me.

My eyes widened and she stares at me with a shock in her eyes. I shook my head. “You’re not her,” I said coldly and I run backwards for a moment before turning around.

Tears escape my eyes as I run away, they’re making my cheeks feeling wet. I hear her yelling after me but I don’t care. I need to get to her.

Soon I feel the outside air on my skin as I reached the castle yard. I run forward, ignoring the people who are going through me. I hear them yelping since they only feel the cold rush that goes through them, they don’t know that it’s me.

Few moments later I see it. I slow down my pace. Every step feels heavier as I go there, the place where she lays. My loved one, her, Elsa. The Protector is just a fake image of her.

POV Elsa

“JACK!” I yelled his name in the corridor. The castle seems like a maze to me, so unfamiliar and odd. As I had searched in some paths I realize that I ended up in the same place where I started. To the place where I slammed my hand against his cheek.

I lift my hand in front of my eyes. I have hit him before, now I remember. It’s like back then when I denied his existence, hurt him. However he stayed. Now it’s my turn to be here for him.

He just surprised me, that’s all. Just one kiss and he got me off guard, I’m supposed to be ready for anything but what about love? How can you be ready when it is sneaking around you, slowly making it’s move and then pinning you down? The kiss made my heart his again, I didn’t know it in instant but when I hit him. Oh why did I do it?

Something is feeling odd on my cheek and I wipe it. A tear.  I’m crying for the first time as a Protector. So this is love, painful and drugging at the same time. It’s something that I want more.

The thing is that he left, right on the moment when I remembered his laughter and smile, the way he held me. The way how he sang to me, promised to love me for all eternity. How he would wait for a thousand years.

I need to find him, before he is gone. I’m afraid that I just ruined everything on the same moment when I felt myself being alive again. I’m walking around the castle again and then I see a portrait. It’s me and my parents, there’s also Anna. It was before I accepted my powers. Memories are coming back to me slowly. Gosh it’s making my head hurt.

The castle is so odd, somehow figuring out things about places is still hard. I’m lost.

“Umm,” I heard a voice behind of me and when I turn around I see Ethan. He is wearing a silver vest with Arendelle’s royal patterns, white long sleeved ruffled men’s shirt. His pants were also silver pants. He was holding a half eaten apple.

I tilted my head to my left, “Would you be so kind and help me out?” I laughed a bit. He nodded his head and gave me a sly smile, “Sure Elsa of Arendelle. Might explain who you are at first?” His grin was mischievous and it caused me to blush, it reminded me of Jack’s smile.

“Something wrong?” He laughed and I shook my head. “I will explain later but would you take me to the place where you met your imaginary friend for the first time?” I spoke quickly and I see him narrowing his eyebrows.

“At the cemetery,” Ethan shrugged his shoulder and suddenly he started gasping. “In the grave of..of!” He stuttered. “Who?” I smiled and I see him going pale.  “Y-yours, I was playing there.. dad told me stories about.. the Queen of Ice and Snow, Elsa the Queen of Arendelle,” Ethan muttered and dropped the apple.

I nodded my head, “Yes. The person you met on that grave is also your relative.” Ethan turns around and I hear him mumbling something by himself.

“I’m not crazy and neither are you,” I laughed and touched his shoulder. “Apparently that imaginary friend of yours is my husband. He is a Guardian and I’m the Protector of Guardians. Long story but please, take me to that grave,” I smile to him and he nodded his head slowly.

“This is so messed up,” I hear Ethan speaking to himself while we go outside on the yard. Some guards start to follow us as we go through castle gates. “Try to keep up,” he told me over his shoulder and he starts to run after he had pulled his coats hood over his head. His coat was long black one.

With one stomp I see how he creates an icy path and then he does something that makes me laugh. “What! Haven’t you seen a guy on skates before!” He shouted to me while laughing. “Yes I have!” I chuckled and then I did myself skates.

We skated fast, me following him. When I look over my shoulder I see the guards running after us but soon dripping down. “I guess that you do this often?” I yell to him.

“You bet!” Ethan glanced over his shoulder and grinned. I hummed and smiled. Then I saw the cemetery. I felt a darkness in the air and I slowed down my phase. “Ethan, don’t go there before me,” I said strictly.

With one easy move he stopped his skates that shattered into ice crystals as he stood still. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “It’s your ancestor, Jack Frost, I didn’t tell you but he is--,” I started but then we heard cold laughter.

Jack walks out from the cemetery. His eyes are black as night and his hair is ravenous looking. “Jack?” I asked and Ethan glanced at me.

“You’re too late sweetheart,” someone spoke from the shadows and I see Pitch walking forward. “We found him like this, his heart being fully corrupted. I wonder what caused it?” Pitch grinned deviously.

My heart was aching as I watched Jack. Black ice started spreading from beneath him. “What the heck is that!” Ethan gasped and jumped back as the ice was reaching him. “It’s Jack Frost and I was too late,” I whispered sadly. The trolls warned me about this, his heart crystallizing as hatred fills him. I was too late for saving him.

Suddenly Jack turns towards Ethan who is kneeling down, looking at his reflection from the black ice with fear and curiosity in his eyes at the same time. Black lightnings are circling around Jack as he is getting ready for his hit. He shouts and I see the burst of energy consisting of pure electricity and ice going towards Ethan.

I gather myself and lift my hand, creating protective barrier in front of Ethan. “Stop this Jack!” I shouted.

Then I see Ethan sitting on the ground, his mouth hanging open and he is staring at Jack. “Y-you can see him!” I asked as I blocked another attack of Jack. Ethan nodded his head slowly. “It’s him! I saw him as a kid but.. he was a lot more cheerful looking then.. What’s up with that angst!” Ethan jumped up and walks towards Jack. He sounds angry.

“No! Don’t go near him!” I said as I created another barrier. It was the fight between pitch black and pure light. The light of the moon versus the darkness of fear.

“Destroy the boy! Quickly!” Pitch said to Jack. Then I see the darker version of me joining on Jack’s side. “Okay, I didn’t know that you had a twin,” Ethan whispers. “I don’t,” I said as I shot ice spikes at them while frowning.

Then I felt something in my pocket. A Snow Globe. Quickly I took it out as I run to Ethan, my arm goes around him and then I whisper the globe to take us to North Pole.

The world spinned and we were now in safety. “So that was Jack Frost,” Ethan hummed with his eyes wide. “Yes, the Guardian of Fun,” I whispered sadly and I look the floor of North’s shop. “What the heck is wrong with the Guardian of Fun exactly!” Ethan shouted.

“He is controlled by darkness I see?” We heard a russian accent. I look up and I see North folding his arms in front of him. It caused Ethan to flinch for the sight.

A/N:

How do you guys like Ethan! He is young.. I know. Just keep in mind that some of Jack and Elsa’s grand kids live in other country.. Do you still remember who Evangeline married? ;)

BTW.. if anyone wants to draw Ethan.. Please do so xD . He has strong facial features like chin. His face shape is kinda same with Jack’s. His hair is black but he has Elsa’s eye color and expression.  He isn’t as tall as Jack and is 15 year old.. umm.. what else?

Loving you, My Snow Storm! <3