Frozen-FanFiction

Vuelie There is a land up in the north Where northern lights do glow, Their luminescence brilliant Upon the ice and snow. Fair Arendelle, the kingdom of The mountain and the fjord, Holds beauty that cannot be tamed By guile or by sword.Here heroes dwelt, and ruled the land, Their songs we still do sing, And sung the most among this host, Is Elsa, icy queen. Her reign was then unparalleled In might and grace and peace, And still her legacy has shown No signs that it should cease.No song of Elsa would be true Without her sister there, Anna, younger by three years, But every bit as fair. One red of hair, one snowy white, Like fire meeting fro...

A King and Queen of Ice: Chapter 1 There are things that go bump in the night, sometimes it's you, sometimes it's not. The only thing we are certain of is that we are afraid of it. She tossed and turned in the early morning hours, not quite used to the warmth that the late summer brought, but it wasn’t the heat from the sun that caused it, it was the dampness that promised rain. It was something she loved to watch, even as a child, the rivulets of water that nourished and washed the streets of her beloved city and made each color more vibrant in the dimmed light. The late summer rain signaled the last push of life before the cold, hard fro...

“So, tell me something Hercules,” said Rumpelstiltskin as they materialized inside the city of Thebes. “Was the cell that the Evil Queen had you in enchanted to deal with your strength?”“I believe so,” answered the demi-god. “I tried as hard as I could to break out but nothing worked. I tried for a long time too until I gave up. I don’t understand how magic could make the walls so strong.”“Uh, guys?” asked Elsa.“Did she say anything as she locked you up?”“Nothing important really. She did make a remark on how I tend to value my strength more than my other gifts.”Rumpelstiltskin actually broke out in laughter bewildering all present.“I don’...

Cold. Everywhere it was cold. The icy wind howled through the air, swirling the snow that fell rapidly from the grey sky. Everywhere it was white but the light was quickly fading. Which was a problem for the man traveling across the mountains. He was dressed all in dark blue; the traveling cloak whipping behind him, the hood pulled over his head, a scarf covering the lower portion of his face, a sort of half-skirt hung around his legs, and high snow boots was below his thick leather trousers. In his gloved hands was a weathered staff that had some ice covering it, which made gripping it a difficult task. But not as difficult as the trek th...

Trekking through the snowy woods, you pull your scarf halfway up your face so that it's just under your eyes.You're exhausted and hungry. You've been travelling for days.You hear a voice in the distance. "That's it, Anna! Glide and pivot!" It's male. "And glide and pivot!"Maybe he has food. Maybe he'd be willing to sell you some."How's this, Olaf?" asks a girl, her tone sweet and bubbly."Anna, be careful," another male voice chimes in. "The last thing we want is you injuring yourself again."A reindeer whinnies in agreement.The girl chuckles. "Oh, Kristoff, stop worrying!"Curious, you venture forwards until your vision is no longer obstruct...

I close my eyes and try to sleep. It doesn't work. The chill around me is not the frozen touch of my hand, it's the realization of what is coming to me. Of what the morrow will bring. I'm happy for her, truly! And I have approved him, but it's going to change things and be lonely. Anna will be married and I'll be alone. Sleep is no good, I slide out of bed and move to the curtained window. Slowly I draw back the shade. It's still dark outside and I breath deeply. I always knew she'd be first. I try relax and to further this effort I let a spiral of pretty ice sail into the air. It just touches the ceiling above me and then softly glides do...

Author’s Note:  So I’ve been writing this new modern AU story, and as you’ll see from the format below, each scene ranges from 1-3 pages, and there is, at this point, a total of 31 scenes (each time I post a new instalment here on dA, it will have 3-4 scenes at a time). Each scene will be from either Elsa or Anna’s POV, and takes place in the vague time periods of “now” or “then.” All the "then" scenes are also  not  in chronological order—so by the time this is complete, you guys can have fun piecing them all back together. Tags for each scene will vary, as the ships dealt with in this fic include Kristanna, Helsa, and some Hanna as well...