A/N: Here's the set up for the story! Sorry if it's really short, we promise we'll start posting longer and juicier chapters, soon! This is just the introduction to the excellent story we have planned out for you guys.

"Elsa? Do you wanna build a snowman? Come on lets go and play, I never see you anymore. Come out the door, it's like you've gone away. We used to be best buddies and now we're not. I wish you would tell me why. Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman-"

"Go away, Anna!"

"Okay, bye…"

Jack watched as Elsa sat on her bed, sad from having to push her sister away once again. From what he's seen, her little sister bothered her every day and she rejected her every single time. He felt a ping of guilt as he floated down to Elsa.

Elsa held her hands out in front of her, staring at them before looking up at the wall in front of her, frowning at the frost that was creeping up the walls. She gripped the edge of the bed, trying to control the overwhelming power that coursed through her veins. The more she tried to control it, the faster the frost seemed to engulf her room. She groaned, the frustration causing a breeze to pick up inside the room.

Jack flew into the room, her face filled with guilt as he watched her struggle to control the power. "It's not that bad...It can be fun! See?" he made a flurry of snow fly into the air. He knew that she couldn't hear him, but maybe the small gesture was enough to comfort her.

Elsa stared at the burst of snow that appeared out of nowhere. It was different from the frost that was engulfing the room. For a minute, the frost receded and Elsa sighed to herself. The frost was retreating and she had regained control for now. She crawled further into her bed, her hand slipping onto her favorite childhood book. She looked at the cover. It was an illustration of the legendary Jack Frost, who was like her. He was the spirit of winter. He was drawn as tall and slender, with snow white hair and icy blue eyes. She smiled at the picture. Elsa always imagined he was out there watching over her. She always liked to think that there was someone out there like her and that she wasn't completely alone in the world.

Jack floated over next to Elsa and sat down next to her as she hugged the book and brought her knees up to her chest. "I'm so sorry," he whispered to her. "I just wish I could help you."

Preview of Chapter Two:

"There's a freak winter over in Arendelle."

"Who's there?"

"Wait, can you see me?"

"Who are you?!"

"My name is Jack Frost."