Hello all and welcome to the exciting sequel to "The Storm Inside Of Me," my D.I.D!Elsa fanfic. If you haven't read it, go read it before you even start this one. Otherwise you'll be completely lost as to what's going on. Those who have followed me to the sequel, thank you for joining. Enjoy this chapter! It's a cute one!

Chapter One-New Horizon (Astrania, Arcana, Elsa)

Arcana sat on Astra's lap and colored, making more of her morbid art. "Look white lady! She drew more!"

Astrania smiled and patted Arcy's head. "And she's done a wonderful job. She has quite a talent, does she know that?"

"Aw, she thanks you!" Arcy giggled. "Hey Nia, can she ask you a question?"

"Sure, what does she want to know?" Astra had gotten used to addressing Arcy in third person. It was how she best responded.

"Why do you look like red and black? Red and black is a meanie face who only hurt her."

Astra smiled. "Nia is her sister. But as she can see from how I am, I keep Arcy safe. No one will hurt her. I promise."

Arcy smiled. "Yay! She likes you! You're soft and safe."

"Would she like to go to a park?"

"A park? She'd love to! She loves seeing all the ducks! They're like floating balls of fluff!" Arcy giggled as she climbed on Astra's back. "Can Nia fly her there? She enjoys the fresh air and feeling the wind."

"Sure, they can fly there." Astra stood and walked out of the castle. "She should hold on tightly so she doesn't fall." Astra jumped up and flapped her wings, getting airborne. It took only a few minutes for them to get to Crystalline Park. She helped Arcy off her back and watched as the little girl ran around. She really was just a kid. It was a shame she'd been so traumatized and tortured. But Astra would make sure it never happened again. Arcana sat by the lake shore and drew the ducks floating on the water. Astra smiled, glad to see the girl having fun. "Be careful, Arcana. Too close and she could fall in the water."

"She's alright! Thank you though!"

Astra smiled and looked around. It was a serene park. The day was calm and peaceful, a light breeze slightly stirring the leaves. She saw Elsa walking along and decided to talk to her. "Elsa!" Astra waved her hand.

Elsa looked up from the ground and waved back. "Hey Astra. What's up?" She came over and sat down on the bench beside Astra.

"Nothing much, really. Arcana wanted to come to the park. I mean I offered and she accepted so I brought her. She loves to watch the ducks. She says they're floating fluff balls." Astra giggled. "It's super adorable."

"Oh, well at least she's having fun," Elsa sighed.

"How are you holding up? I know it's a lot to take in at once."

Elsa sighed and rubbed her face. "I don't know how to feel about it. I feel fine and don't think there's anything wrong with me, but I'm faced with proof. I saw the tapes, my diary page, the drawings. My body was moved by a few other people, my memory matches the time loss thingy and I've met all of you. How can I argue with that?"

"Elsa, I know it's hard but just give it time. I'm sure everything will make sense."

"The only thing that makes sense in my life is that my life is insane. I have a mental condition in which several people live in my head and on top of that, I have the gift of snow. How am I supposed to take that? Mom had always said that the magic died when grandma Swan did."

"Perhaps she was just trying to protect you."

"I guess so. But why couldn't she have just been truthful?"

"Elsa, did you stop to think that maybe you weren't old enough to understand the consequences if she had told you? Imagine you're a 5 year old and your mom tells you that you have magic snow powers. As a kid, wouldn't you try and play around with it?"

Elsa looked to Astra, her bright emerald eyes smiling. "Yeah, I probably would have. And that would have been a bad thing. After all, the people of Norway fear magic." The last two words echoed in her mind. "Fear magic, fear magic…." She mumbled, the scenery blurring and shifting into another scene entirely. Once again Elsa was watching her younger self.

**She was in her father's basement, tied to a table. 'What the? Why am I tied to a table? And why do I look so scared? What's going on?' She watched as her father entered the memory.

Elsa stared in nervous silence as her father waved the beads over her, asking the Father for his blessing in the ritual. "Ritual? If this is a ritual, shouldn't a priest be here?"

Ian's expression darkened. "No. If they find out about a demon that gave you powers…They'd, they'd…kill you. The government fears magic that much. I would rather do this myself then lose my only child."

"K-kill?!" She squeaked. "They wouldn't kill a child…would they?" She looked to her father, her eyes filled with terror. His silent reply only made her more frightened.

Elsa squeezed her eyes shut and stifled a hiccup. She growled, Ian heard her growl and his expression hardened. "The demon is responding to the beads being near!"

"What?" Elsa blinked. "No that was me, Daddy. I'm arguing with the lady."

"Don't speak! Don't even think! The demon will use any means possible to control you!"

Elsa quieted, too scared of his temper lash out. She was scared of what was going on, not really understanding anything. But she didn't want to disobey him. She had never really seen her father angry and she didn't want to anytime soon. Elsa watched as her father placed rosary beads on her forehead and began reading from the book. There were a bunch of words she didn't understand and the smell of the thin stick was still hanging around the room; getting thicker by the second. It made her eyes water. "Daddy, that smoke stuff is making me feel sick," Elsa whined, feeling nauseous. "I think I'm gonna throw up."

"Hush, Elsa. Anything you say, the demon can use to hurt you, or us." Ian snapped. He sprinkled holy water over Elsa, reading more lines from the book. He stopped and walked to the smoking stick. "Elsa, I vow I will save your soul from the demon trying to take you from us." He walked back over and traced the burning end of the funny smelling stick over the symbols he drew on her forehead.

"Ah! Daddy that burns! Stop!"

"Hush Elsa! I'm trying to exorcise the demon from you."**

Elsa gasped and rubbed her head, panting heavily. "What, what was that?"

"Elsa, are you alright?"

"I, I'm not sure. It's like certain things bring back memories I didn't know about and it hurts my head. It makes me feel sick to my stomach."

"Those are flashbacks, Elsa. Flashbacks of things you've repressed or that your other altars went through. It's completely natural."

"I don't like it. My head is throbbing and it burns in one place. It feels like I was burned. And by my father. Was I wrong about my father? Is he really what caused all my problems?"

Astra sighed lightly. "I cannot say. That is something you must discover on your own terms when you're ready. What I can say is that all of us are here now and we can keep you from getting hurt anymore. At least we can try. We can't control what goes on in the real world, so we might miss a few things here and there."

Elsa sighed and leaned against the back of the bench. She watched Arcana chase ducks around. "She's a puny little thing, isn't she?"

"Indeed. She's the child that you never got to be. And now that she's safe, Arcy can be the child she was created to be."

"Well, at least one of us gets to be a kid." She got up and stretched. "Thanks for the talk, Astra. It makes me feel a little more at ease with things."

"Glad I could help you, Snowflake," Astra smiled.

Elsa walked back to her castle, letting Astra and Arcy have time to themselves at the park.

Astra turned her attention back to Arcy and got on all fours. "Hey Arcana, I'm gonna get her! And I'm gonna tickle her!"

"No! No, tickle!" Arcy started running, tossing her art utensils up in the air.

"Oh she's gonna be tickled alright! And she's gonna be tickled until she can't get away anymore!" Astra crawled after Arcy, letting her get a lead. "Oh no, where could she be? I guess if I can't find her, she won't be tickled." Astra got up and feigned giving up as she walked passed a tree. "Or she could be…here!" Astra spun around the tree and grabbed Arcy, tickling her ribs.

"No, no! She can't take it! Arcy can't take it!" Arcy laughed her butt off, squirming as Astra tickled her." No more! No more! She gives! Nia wins!" Astra smiled and helped sit Arcy up, taking leaves out of her hair.

"How about we go back? I think it's snack time."

"Ooohh! She'd like that! She is hungry. Arcana wants to a peanut butter and banana sandwich with grapes on the side."

"Okay, I'll make it for her. Anything to drink?"

"Uhh…" Arcy thought for a minute. "How about apple juice? Can she have apple juice? She loves apple juice!"

"Of course, sweetie. Anything she wants," Astra smiled as she flew them back to Elsa's castle.

Ah a short but heartwarming way to start the sequel. Again, read the prequel "The Storm Inside Of Me" if you're new to this piece. Otherwise nothing will make sense. But anywho, thanks for joining me in Elsas healing process. Hopefully you'll enjoy this one as much as the last!