Chapter 1: The Stranger

Elsa's POV

We were in the woods. Kristoff managed to convince me and Anna to join him, Sven, and Olaf on a camping trip. We sat around a fire, roasting marshmallows in silence. I looked towards the North Mountain. I could see a glimmer of light, my ice palace. I wish I could go back just for a day…

My thoughts were interrupted with a voice from the woods.

"Come here, all of you."

"Who are you?" I called

"Why Elsa, I am merely an old friend."

"How do you know who she is?" Anna yelled, standing up next to me.

"I know who all of you are. Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, Sven, and Olaf. I won't hurt you, just come here."

Olaf jumped up and ran towards the voice. So did Sven. We chased after them only to see a hooded man with red sideburns. He removed his hood and we saw his face.

Prince Hans, of the Southern Isles.

"What do you want, Hans. You're not getting Anna or Arendelle, and I have the ice to prove it."

"I don't want Arendelle or the pathetic excuse for a princess, I just want to do this."

He threw colored sticks at all of us. Blue for me and Anna, green for Kristoff and Sven, and purple for himself and Olaf. We caught them (Sven in his mouth), then he threw another one in the air.

"Have fun."

There was a loud boom and a bright flash, and we all collapsed.

I woke up and was quickly on my feet. I looked around. It was morning, and everything appeared to be a little taller. I also noticed Hans, Olaf, Kristoff, and Sven laying on the ground. But I didn't see Anna.

I turned around and saw…myself. I was lying on the ground.