I just thought of this last night and HAD to write this down! I WILL UPDATE MY OTHER STORIES!

So, I will be using Frozen songs and I will change them to fit with the theme. However, there was no need to change 'Frozen Heart', so I didn't. I will change 'Do You Want to Build a Snowman' in the next few chapters.

So, enjoy the prologue!

Update: I have gotten some reviews on copyright and that sort of stuff, so I have edited out Frozen Heart. However, I will still be using my own parodies of the Frozen songs. Thank you!

The clopping sound of approaching hoof beat broke the silent night, each step like a hammer persistently trying to hammer in a nail. The two horses' labored breathing were the only accompaniment to the rhythmic noise. The seven riders, however, were as still and silent as the crisp mountain air.

The cart the horses were pulling bumped gently along the icy path, but it didn't faze the seven riders. The riders themselves were six children and one adult chaperone. The man was silently snoring, the rocking of the cart like a lullaby. The other passengers, however, couldn't have been less tired. Every now and then, one of them would occasionally glance out the window. Suddenly, one of the children stood in his seat and pressed his head to the glass, much to the annoyance to the other kids. This seven year old boy had ruffled, jet-black hair that quite stood out against the white and blue of the outside. His sea green eyes gazed back at him, showing excitement and impatience.

"Percy!" exclaimed one of the girls, a blonde with stormy grey eyes. "Get down from there! I want to see!"

Percy completely ignored her, much to the girl's displeasure.

"Annabeth, you know he isn't going to get down," said a blonde boy with brilliant blue eyes. If he was at all irked by Percy's behavior, he didn't show it.

"But don't you want to see?" argued Annabeth.

"We all want to see," said a pretty girl with messy chocolate colored hair and unique eyes that constantly changed color. She, like the blonde boy, was also hiding her impatience.

"But Jason has a point. Just let Percy have his turn."

"You know he won't get down anytime soon!" huffed Annabeth, crossing her arms.

"Annabeth, why don't you read a book?" asked a girl with dark skin and golden eyes. "I have your favorite right here!"

The girl held up a thick novel that had to be at least a thousand pages. Annabeth's stormy eyes lit up for a moment like the clouds in their depths had just flashed lightning, and then she once again turned her attention to Percy. "No thanks, Hazel."

"Ok, I'll give it to Frank."

She turned to give the book to Frank, a chubby little boy with a buzz cut hair style. But taking the book was out of the question for him, for he too was snoring with his head limp against the wall. Hazel tried to shake him awake, but he stayed defiantly unconscious.

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Annabeth suddenly shouted.

The children jumped. The loud voice of the eight year old also managed to wake up not only Frank, but also the adult.

"DIE!" he shouted, flinging his arms everywhere in a vain attempt to hit something in his mind's eye.

The children, of course, were terrified, and they all tried to get as far away as possible. Likewise, Percy scrambled from his spot in front of the window to sit next to Annabeth.

"Go away!" Annabeth protested.

Percy didn't listen, and Annabeth began to wonder if he was becoming deaf.

"Cupcakes," began the adult as he stood up in his chair. For any normal man, rising from his chair would have been nearly impossible, but there was a fine distance between the floor and the man's curly head, for he was quite short. "What did I tell you about waking me up?"

"Sorry, Mr. Hedge," five voices chorused, looking down at their feet.

"Sorry, Coach," said Percy, his head likewise held down.

If Percy hadn't spoken the tiniest bit late, he wouldn't have been heard. Unfortunately for him, it was.

"What did you say, Cupcake?" demanded Hedge.

"Nothing, sir." Percy's voice suddenly seemed very small.

Hedge gave a satisfied grunt, and then looked out the window. This time, Annabeth held her ground.

"We're here," he said, grabbing his club from the seat next to him.

It took a few seconds for the children to process these words, but when they did they all started to push each other to get outside. It was a miracle that no one got trampled. Soon, they were all out before the cart had even stopped.

The children gazed awestruck at their surroundings. They were at a small, circular pond. Pine trees surrounded them from all sides, except for the path they just came in. The sun was just rising from the east, casting light in the woods. The ice and snow seemed to glow orange, like it was on fire. It was beautiful.

The children rushed to get their tools from the back of the truck. This had been the dream that brought the six of them together. Even since they were toddlers, the miners at this very pond had fascinated them. This had been what they wanted to do with their life, and still did.

There were already a few miners here, but they had yet to begin. They had just taken out their saws, and the kids held their pickaxes and waited with the same impatience they shared in the cart. Suddenly, the first miner took his saw and plunged it into the ice with a great crunch! The kids watched with fascination. Soon, the other miners joined in, creating a rhythmic sound almost like music. The miners began to sing in sync. The song was both rhythmic and joyous, reflecting on the mood of the merry ice miners.

They started to use grabbers to pull the chopped ice out of the water, and the children took this as their cue to join in. Luckily, there were plenty of smaller cubes that they could probably be able to grab. But the ice was slippery, and the little friction they had made the job almost impossible for them. But they weren't discouraged. They seemed to be having the time of their life. They joined in on the singing.

By now, the sun was beginning to set. The entire day passed quickly for the children. Lamps were being lit all around them, but they kids didn't turn away from their work. The men were still singing the song as they worked.

With a great heave, Percy managed to hoist his cube out of the water. He looked extremely pleased. The other kids were shocked, Annabeth most of all. They once again tried to grab the slippery ice cubes as Percy ran over to grab the sled.

By now, the miners had finished their work and just finished loading up their carts with slabs of ice. Hedge himself had gotten himself a handsome amount and got into his own cart. Without thinking, he flicked the reins of the two horses and forgot the children.

"Wait!" yelled Hazel.

But before they knew it, he was gone.

"That's just great," mumbled Frank.

"He wasn't really our dad, was he?" said Piper, "Why would he care?"

The kids all felt miserable.

"Hey, look at the positive side!" said Percy. "We can stay here as long as we want and mine more ice!"

"How did you get the piece out anyway?" asked Jason.

Percy smiled mischievously, and Annabeth gasped.

"You didn't use-"

"Yeah, just a little," admitted Percy, "Just to get it out of the water."

"You know sorcery is forbidden!" exclaimed Annabeth.

"Well, we can't help that, can we?" countered Percy.

Annabeth looked ready to explode, so Piper wisely ran in between them.

"Calm down, guys."

The effect was instantaneous. Annabeth's shoulders stopped shaking from anger, and Percy looked much more relaxed.

"We need to think of a plan," said Jason.

"I'll get right on it," said Annabeth, sitting down to think.

The other children joined her, forming a small circle.

Truthfully, this had been the other reason they had become so close. People born with power were rare, and often dangerous. That must have been the reason their parents had abandoned them when they were babies. The kids didn't mind all the time, but sometimes they did wish they had someone to confide in. So when they met each other, they were overjoyed. They finally had people who understood them.

In their own little world, they were on their own. They were the only people with magic in the entire kingdom of Olympus.

Or so they thought.

I hoped you liked it! Not sure if I should put this as a Frozen crossover yet, so please review and give me advice! You are awesome!

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