A/N: The world is looking more than off balance, it has me and many others on edge and feeling all kinds of emotions. Because of that, I started writing a good deal and have some updates for you guys. Hope you all stay safe wherever you are!

Summary: There was a time when humans and spirits lived in harmony, but then something went wrong. A war raged among the nations and the spirits vanished leaving the world in chaos. Forty years have passed and my siblings and I have found a prophecy that someone will be the bridge between the spirits and humans, they will restore the peace and bring balance to the world.

Chapter Seven

After food was eaten and camp set up, everyone tried to get some rest under the stars, but Elsa could not quiet her mind. As she lay awake on the ground, staring up at the twinkling lights, she tried to let herself settle down. Yet with each attempt, she could hear the persistent siren's call along with a feeling of dread in her stomach. Though she couldn't explain it, she could just feel that something bad was about to happen and that bad feeling lead her to being a afraid. While she had managed to fight the water spirit, but she hadn't been prepared for that interaction.

Despite knowing she would have to face the spirit, she hadn't been ready to fight him off or really know what she was supposed to be doing. What would happen when the next spirit appeared? Was she anymore ready to face them than she had been before? No, she wasn't and that bothered her the most. Elsa sat up from her lying down position, she glanced at her still sleeping siblings when she noticed Kristoff wasn't there with them. That sent a little bit of worry inside her. What if he got lost or was captured? Though out of all of them, he would be the best one able to get out of any sticky situation.

The siren's call had seemed to settle down, but she felt an urge of some kind to head over to the water. A different kind of calling than a voice, more abstract and not as external. Slowly Elsa rose from her spot on the ground, her eyes shimmering as she stared out at the water with an almost mesmerized look. Without making a sound, she started to walk closer to the waves, the pull reminding her of when her siblings would try to get her to do something. Maybe she should have been afraid, she was familiar with fearing the unknown, but as she stood right before where the waves could touch her, she didn't feel anything similar to fear. It was strange considering she carried the feeling everywhere with her. Odds are she didn't feel afraid because of what happened with her and the water spirit.

Elsa reached out in front of her, her palm facing the see and fingers loose before her. As she concentrated on her hand for a moment, little snowflakes began to appear around them as the cold feeling she was used rushed through her. It sent a small thrill in her chest until the cold feeling fades away along with the small flurry of snowflakes. The cold feeling she was so accustomed to became warmer, yet still cool to the touch.

"Strange," Elsa whispered to herself, her eyes fell onto the water once more.

The rushing waves echoed in her ears, the feeling of the water coming over her feet then pulling away made her shut her eyes. Not really paying attention, her wrist moved in time with the waves, her hand straightening then falling lose as she moved it. A pulse went made her jerk in surprise, causing her to open her eyes to see that the a small portion of the waves in front of her were moving in time with her wrist. As if the waves were copying her movements in the fair moonlight rather than just moving as they pleased.

As a child she tried to get water to move, thinking that she must have been a water witch of some kind, only it never worked. Water witches couldn't manipulate ice unless they were masters of the art and even then, the way she manipulated ice was not the way they could. The most obvious being they couldn't create ice out of thin air or make it snow in their bedroom every time their emotions seemed to be out of control.

"You can bend water now," Kristoff asked coming to her side.

Elsa jumped in surprise, breaking her concentration causing the water she moved to return to it's original waves and some ice to shoot from her hand into the ocean. The blond man looked at her sheepishly when she faced him.

"Sorry, hadn't meant to scare you," Kristoff told her rubbing the back of his neck, "I just noticed you weren't back at the camp. Got a little worried."

Elsa lowered her arm, "You hadn't been there either when I awoke."

Kristoff replied, "I was getting some more fire wood and keeping an eye out."

"For Hans," Elsa guessed with a frown.

Kristoff looked at the waves, "Or the other spirits."

Those words made Elsa feel cold in the worst way, "Do you think they would come here? Find me before I could get to them?"

"From what Pabbie told me, the spirits are able to sense one another. It is possible they can sense you now that you're closer to them and made a connection to the water spirit," Kristoff explained, his eyes held a look that she couldn't place.

"Then I need to get away from all of you, I don't want anyone to be at risk," Elsa said gripping her hands tightly and making a move to walk away.

"Elsa, if you run off to do this alone you know that Anna, Olaf and I will be right behind you," Kristoff said making her pause, "It's better that we all go together. This way, none of us are alone. We can watch out for you. "

Elsa looked at him with a stern expression, "And if I ordered you to leave? If I ordered you to take Anna and Olaf back to Arendelle, would you defy that? We may not be in Arendelle, but as Queen-in-waiting, my order still stands to a citizen."

Kristoff stiffened at her words, "I wouldn't be able to keep either of them away. So it wouldn't matter."

That was the best answer he could give without denying or agreeing with her words. Saying yes that he would defy her orders was an act of treason, but him saying no would be a betrayal to Anna and Olaf, the two other royals. It wasn't fair of her to put the thought into his mind, to try and use her status against him like that, but she had to know. Anna and Olaf's safety meant the most to her, she would do anything to protect them from harm.

Elsa didn't say anything to that. Instead, she walked back to their little camp with him trailing a couple of feet behind. She couldn't say she was angry with him for his answer, knowing what he would do despite the words he didn't say. After all, he had been a good friend to each of them over the years, he would try to find a way to help regardless of what she ordered him to do. She hardly used her royal and queen-in-waiting status on those close to her, but it was something she kept in mind when she felt it was necessary. If she had to use it on Kristoff, she would and she would just have to hope he would listen to her if the time came.

The pair barely a chance to sit down once they were back by the others when the sun started to rise followed by a strong breeze coming from the forest that caught them both of guard with it's strength. The siren's call that Elsa had almost forgotten about was louder than ever, making her hands shoot up to cover her ears in surprise. She could hardly make out Kristoff asking if she was alright.

A spirit must be nearby and from the looks of it, Elsa guessed it was the wind spirit. Another gust of wind came their way, blowing their hair into their faces and Elsa struggled not to react to how loud the siren's voice was. It usually was soft, sometimes earnest, but this was demanding, this call could not be brushed aside. Elsa looked at Kristoff who was kneeling beside her siblings. Slowly she lowered her hands to her sides, letting the siren's call come over her as she stood up from the ground.

"Protect them," Elsa said softly, the wind carried her voice to him.

Then without waiting, she darted off in the direction the wind seemed to be coming from, her feet carrying her as fast as she could make them move. For too many years she would run away from what scared her, just hide away in her room and it hope it would leave her alone. The spirits scared her, they had always frightened her as a child since her parents said the spirits could take her away. But now she wouldn't let the fear make her run away, she intended to run right in.

Anna was jolted awake by Kristoff shaking her, "We need to get moving. I think the wind spirit's here and Elsa took off after it."

Anna sat upright, surprise mixed with disbelief etched into her voice, "Since when is she the one to run off into danger and be reckless? She's supposed to be the careful one!"

"Well she isn't being careful now," Kristoff said, voice urgent, "Let's go."

"Olaf get up, we have to go," Anna said grabbing her brother's arm and forcing him to stand on his feet before he could fully wake.

The three of them raced after Elsa, calling out her name to see where she had gone. However when she didn't answer and the wind seemed to roar in their ears, they continued to run straight ahead, hoping and praying they could catch up to her time. The three of them had only seen the aftermath of Elsa's fight with the water spirit and it had left her exhausted, how would she handle another fight?

Anna was beside herself with worry. All her life, Elsa had been the calm, careful, mature and reasonable one, but in this moment her sister was acting anything, but her usual regal self. It didn't matter though, she had to find her sister now. There was no telling what this spirit would do to her, how it would attack her or if Elsa would survive the fight. The information with the bridge should have comforted Anna that Elsa would be fine, but what if the spirit attacked to harshly, what if Elsa wasn't ready to stop it, would she survive that encounter?

She had to survive. Anna ran forward, her sister had to be okay, she couldn't lose anyone else. It took them a few more moments to spot her just ahead, she was standing in a clearing looking around frantically. Anna guessed she was looking for the spirit or maybe the siren's voice was bugging her again, either way her sister looked frazzled. It was not easy to get Elsa to look off balance. The three of them ran to the clearing stopping beside her. Anna felt both furious and relieved to see her sister was unharmed.

"I'm supposed to be the reckless sibling," Anna said breathless from running, "I mean come on, I… I always run off... off without thinking."

Elsa didn't have time to look amused, "You need to stand back. The wind spirit is nearby and I have to face them alone. It's the best way to protect you, all of you."

Anna struggled not to groan, "You don't have to protect me, I'm not afraid."

"That concerns me," Elsa said, a grave look on her face.

"Uh guys," Olaf said tugging at Anna's arm, "I think I found the wind spirit!"

All heads turned in the direction of a small tornado moving in towards them, not incredibly fast, but certainly not slow. Instinct told them to run, to get out of the way and find shelter, but Elsa seemed frozen in her place. The magical horse she felt like she could manage, she knew how to tame a horse, but a tornado? How was she supposed to get a tornado to stop moving? The answer was pretty simple, she couldn't.

In seconds the tornado had caught them in it's pull, bringing them into the center of itself where they were weightless and unable to move away. The spirit spun them around, moving them all throughout the tornado they were trapped in that filled with fallen tree branches and stones from the forest. If they weren't careful, the debris would hurt them.

Anna grabbed her stomach, hair flying in her face as she gasped out, "Oh, I'm going to be sick."

"I'd hold your hair back," Olaf called from above her, "But you're too far away. Maybe if you throw up then the spirit will be grossed out and put us down."

"Not funny Olaf," Kristoff said from below flailing his arms around trying to get some control over his movements.

Elsa was floating with her stomach down, trying to get her movements under control so she could get to her siblings and Kristoff, then get them out of here. A tree branch flew right past her making her gasp in surprise, then spotted it's course was headed right for Anna. Not wasting a moment, she shot her hand forward and willed the ice to get the branch away from her sister.

The ice hit the branch, Anna was safe from the branch now, but they were all still trapped in a tornado. Then a stray breeze swirled around Elsa, moving up her body and around her arms, not letting her float as she had been before.

"Hey, stop," Elsa told it.

The tornado adjusted it's movements, dropping Anna, Olaf and Kristoff from it's grasp onto the forest floor, but keeping Elsa here. She spun around in the center, watching as the objects continued to swirl around in the haze of grey wind.

"Let me go," Elsa called out to the spirit, "I know why you're here! I know what this is!"

Elsa watched as the grey wind seemed to get smaller, the shape changing until she was surrounded by a sphere of air. The muffled cries of Anna, Kristoff and Olaf barely reached her ears over the howling of the wind. From what she could tell the spirit didn't feel angry or upset, but it wasn't exactly pleased to see her. She couldn't stay in here for too long, the air would get thinner making it harder for her to breathe.

Do you think you can handle the trials ahead?

Elsa looked around at the wind, not sure where she should focus on as her hands began to be covered in ice from her fear of losing anymore air.

She took a gulp of what little air remained for her, "I, I think so. Given the, the chance."

You'll face many obstacles Elsa. Will you be able to take them in stride?

Elsa couldn't speak, she scrunched her face up as she couldn't get in anymore air, her hands stretched out and shot ice to the wind, willing it to let her go or at the very least to stop making this vacuum. In response, the she could feel the sphere moving down until her feet touched the soil below. The ice swirled around with her with the wind, picking up in speed as the air continued to chill around her, flakes of snow beginning to swirl with the wind.

With all of the chaos that was going on, Elsa wasn't sure she could handle everything that came her way and that was the wind's concern. If she would let the obstacles halt her or if she would find a way around them. All her life as she trained to be Queen, her father would often give her situations with unexpected circumstances to challenge her and she always had to find her way in and out of those scenarios. She was a great negotiator, if one path wasn't clear, then she could certainly find another.

"I can," Elsa whispered, pushing against the wind as it closed in on her.

Then I give you the power of wind.

The sphere condensed on her sharply, she nearly froze in surprise, more images of a life she didn't know with people she didn't recognize flashed across her eyes. People dressed in light brown clothing, theirs eyes like rich chocolate. There was laughter that echoed in her ears, there were cries of terror and pain. Elsa could feel the emotions of each person that reached her mind, ice began to form around her hands in a thin layer. The sphere was getting smaller around her. She pushed back against the wind, blasts of her ice magic shooting from her hands with just as much vigor until the sphere around her burst into snow.

Anna and Krisotff covered Olaf as the sphere continued to expand, glowing a brilliant blue until it vanished in a puff of white powder. The chilly air swirled around them as they hesitantly looked up, hoping to see Elsa unharmed. They spotted her on one knee at the center as the of clearing with a ring of freshly fallen snow around. However she didn't look the same. Though her hair remained in the same French braid of over her shoulder, the outfit she wore was no longer the shimmering sky blue ice dress.

Instead it was a blue-ish grey tunic with matching pants and boots exposed below and a transparent crystal cape that blew to the side in the soft wind. Then there was her eyes that left them stunned. They were glowing again, only this time an almost white color with just a tint of blue. After a few tense moments, the wind completely stilled and the light left Elsa's eyes. Soon as the light was gone from her eyes, Elsa uneasily fell forward. Anna and Olaf rushed over to her side first.

"Elsa, it's okay, we've got you," Anna said as she put Elsa's arm over her shoulder.

Elsa kept her head down as she took uneasy breaths, hoping to stop the nauseous feeling in her stomach and throat. Lighthead and dizzy was how she felt, but she could also feel that she was lighter than before, no longer as weighed down as she once had been.

"Are you okay, can you hear you us, can you make the wind move now," Olaf asked quickly from her side.

Elsa let out a raspy laugh at his last question, but stopped when she felt another wave of nausea hit her. If every time she met a spirit she would feel this sick, maybe she was better off not meeting them in the first place.

"I'm fine," Elsa said forcing her head to look up, "The wind spirit, her name is Gale and is in a better mood now."

Soon as the words left Elsa, a gentle breeze with some fallen leaves moved around each of them, ruffling their hair and clothes. It brought a weak smile to Elsa's face as the wind made her sister and brother laugh, while Kristoff tried to get it away from him. The spirits could be dangerous when they wanted to be, but their purpose wasn't to hurt her or the people she cared about. The spirits were more frantic than anything, but by connection to her they were able to settle down.

"So now you've faced the wind spirit," Anna said as she helped Elsa stand, "You still have two more to face, right?"

Elsa weakly nodded, "Yes. Fire and earth. Gale showed me some images, some memories. We need to find the People of the Sun, now. We can't wait any longer."

"Okay, i'll get Sven so we can leave immediately," Kristoff said before running off to get his reindeer.