Icy Crossover Extreme (I.C.E.)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. All rights belong to Disney, Hans Christian Anderson, C.S. Lewis, Dreamworks, Hasbro, and Whoopi Goldberg. No copyright intended. For entertainment purposes. 

In a frozen world, far beyond the realm of earth, snow covered the ground that expanded as far as they eye could see. Or, more likely, the eye could not see, for any person wondering the area would be blinded by the fury of a blizzard. If the snow was not cold enough, then certainly the dark moonless night would not be a pleasant place for any human. That is, if one failed to notice the shadowy shapes of pointed shelters made from ice.

A glistening ice palace sat on a tall mountain, as if it were part of it. The walls seemed to glow light blue and dark purple in some spots, even in the dead of night. Relaxing on a balcony was a young queen, unbothered by the swirling snow around her. She had light blond hair that was almost white, with a long braid that went down her back. Her strapless dress displayed shades of ice blue and white, and decorated with sparkles. One of her pointed ice shoes gently tapped the ice floor as she hummed “Let it Go,” while looking at the blackness beyond.

Elsa, queen of Arendele, had recently returned from visiting her red haired sister Anna at the castle where they lived. The more she visited her sister and the townsfolk, the more she felt accepted. It was a freeing feeling to be able to use her ice powers without being seen as a monster, as some people saw her. She and Anna grew closer after she saved Anna’s life after she was frozen by her power. Scared that she would not be able to control her power, Elsa shut herself away in a castle she magically made herself. With love and sisterhood to guide her, Elsa gained control of her powers, bringing summer to the land again. She remembered celebrating Anna’s birthday in the spring, while trying to recover from a cold. A small snowman named Olaf that she made from magic had tried to eat the cake, but thankfully, their friend Stephen noticed and encouraged Olaf to help with the decorations. It did not go perfectly as planned, but Anna was happy with it in the end, and that was the important part. As fun as it was spending with Princess Anna, Elsa felt comfortable spending time by herself in her castle. However, she did have Olaf and a giant snow bodyguard to keep her company, but she was fine with it.

‘I wonder what Anna is up to now,’ thought Elsa with a smile. An image of her parents flashed through her mind, and melancholy settled in. What would they think of her now if they could see her? Would they be surprised, amazed, horrified, that she used her powers? They had tried to keep her safe, claiming that her power was dangerous; resulting in many a day locked in her room, away from the outside world. If only she could prove to them that her powers are not dangerous, but beneficial to herself and others. It made her unique; a special snowflake, in a way. However, she preferred not to draw attention to herself, unless she was alone in her element, literally.

Out of nowhere, a strange sensation spread through her body. She tried to remember the last time she felt it, but it was usually not a big deal. For the first time, the ice queen felt chilly. “How is this possible?” Elsa asked, magically forming a blue coat around her shoulders to keep warm. She concentrated on happy warm thoughts, and willed the storm to subside. She opened her eyes and the snow kept dancing in every direction. “Maybe I need to try my powers out front,” she thought. Elsa went inside and walked down the winding icy staircase, concentrating hard to ensure that her magic did not slip on accident, or worse, herself. The abominable snowman guard stood tense outside her door. He looked at her with concern as she walked out front. “Yes, I can sense something strange too. I’m going to check it out.” When the snowman did not move she said, “Thank you for your concern, but I can handle this on my own. Why don’t you look after Olaf and the castle? I won’t be long.” A snowball hit the snowman’s leg with a small puff. He turned around and saw Olaf laughing and getting ready to throw some more. The guard groaned as if to say “not again” and stomped after his snow companion.

Free to go on her way, Elsa shuffled forward through the white powder on the ground. She was surprised how fast her feet had gotten cold, and resorted to conjuring blue boots with white furry trims and snowflake designs for her feet. “So this is what it feels like to the people who don’t have my powers,” Elsa said, as she continued on her way. After a while, she stopped by a frozen lake. She cautiously placed her foot on the ice and her power spread across the surface. Satisfied that the ice was stable and that her power was working, she made her way across. An unusual dark presence lingered in the air that was now still. Elsa could sense that it was coming from magic…but this time not from within herself. Even more peculiar was the sight of three more ice palaces in the distance. One was also made of ice and had sharp towers that pierced the sky. The second one looked similar, except with more spikes jutting from the sides. The last one looked more like a castle with white towers, walls, and small windows.

Just then, Elsa could hear the sound of bells, growing closer. Out of the darkness, white reindeer trotted across the ice, while pulling a sleigh. “Whoa!” called a black bearded dwarf who sharply pulled on the reins. The white sleigh skidded to a stop. A tall, beautiful woman stood up and got out of the sleigh, looking around for something. She had long black hair, a golden crown on her head and a wand in her hand. She wore a white coat and a white dress to complete the look. She looked over and saw a lonesome goose, searching for food in the snow covered grass. With a flick of her wand, the goose turned to solid stone and tumbled to the ground. At last, she noticed Elsa and stared at her with cold cruel eyes.

“And what, pray, are you?” she asked.

“My name is Elsa,” Elsa replied.

“Is that how you address a queen?” the witch asked.

“Excuse me, your majesty,” said Elsa, with sarcasm in her voice, “I had no idea that you were a queen like me.”

“How can a common person like yourself call yourself a queen?” the witch pressed on. “You are a daughter of Eve are you not?”

“My mother’s name is…well she’s gone but…”

“I see you are an idiot, whatever else you may be,” the witch interrupted. “Are you a human?”

“Yes,” Elsa answered. She was shocked at how rude this person was.

“And if you are from this place, how, pray, did I come to enter this dominion?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Elsa said. The witch sighed and told her story. “After I was beaten by that ungrateful lion, I ended up in this wood where there were several pools, leading to other worlds. The air was suffocating, even though I was dead. Maybe it was my consciousness, who knows. The next thing I knew, I wound up here, with my sleigh, my servant, my wand, my castle, everything.”

 “Then you just answered your own question,” retorted Elsa. It wasn’t the safest thing to say. The witch slowly stepped closer and grabbed hold of Elsa’s coat. “I am looking for a green ring and a yellow ring to get me back to where I came from. Have you seen them?” “No, your majesty,” said Elsa. “Are you lying to me, daughter of Eve?” she asked with anger in her voice. “No, I’m not,” replied Elsa, pushing her away. “Why don’t you get your lion lord to send you back? Or are you afraid of getting beaten by a human?” The queen seethed in anger and held out her hand, staring straight at Elsa. She muttered a spell in a foreign language and waited. Nothing happened. “Why doesn’t my magic work like it did in Charn,” she muttered to herself. Then she looked at her wand and shot an icy beam at Elsa. Elsa deflected it with an ice blast of her own, and the ice broke off bark from a nearby tree. A spell flew from her wand again and hit the frozen ice, making it crack. Elsa shot an icicle from her hand that missed the witch’s face by inches. “I was going to find a way to return,” said the witch, “but right, now, I could do for a new statue in my garden.” She raised her wand high, but before she could strike Elsa, they hear another noise.

Another sleigh was being pulled by two white horses. The sleigh lowered to the ground and out stepped another snow queen. This one had the same cold expression as the witch and was similar in appearance, from the ice powers, to the pale white face, to the darkness of her lips. However, this one wore a round furry Russian style hat instead of a crown. “Winter is here at last,” she said. “I can do what I want as I please and...” she stopped and looked at the queens. “Who are you two?” “I’m Elsa,” she said coldly. “That is none of your concern, imposter,” added the witch. “Disrespect me again and I will pierce your eyes and heart, so that nothing but hatred enters your lives,” the snow queen warned. “Um, I think that is already the case for Ms. B witch over there,” mentioned Elsa. “Well in that case, blonde one, how about I take you back home, help you get some rest?” Elsa briefly found her words charming and comforting, but she quickly took a step back. “Sorry, I don’t accept offers from strangers.” “It worked on that young boy that I picked up,” she mentioned. “Well, don’t kidnap children next time,” said Elsa. The witch waved her wand and shot a beam at the snow queen, who deflected it with her hand. Her hand briefly turned to stone, but she concentrated with her magic and the stone cracked off. “I don’t think so,” she glared.

As the fighting between the evil queens continued, Elsa noticed a young man with frosty white hair step onto the ice beside her. He wore a bluish gray hoodie, brown pants and his feet were bare, despite the ice and cold.  He carried a curved wooden staff in his right hand. “What’s going on here?” he asked. “Can I join in the fun?” At this point, the fighting stopped and everyone was too shocked to say anything. Elsa broke the ice and introduced herself. “I’m Elsa, and if you are mean like them, get lost.” “I am not lost, I’m Jack Frost,” he replied, shaking her hand. “Nice to meet you too,” Elsa said. “Though I don’t know where all these people are coming from.” “Me neither, but it’s my job to protect the world from evil. I am a Guardian after all.” Elsa looked confused. “You know, a being with magical powers, sent to save the world, sound familiar?” “I guess,” said Elsa. “I mean I have powers too, and I did save my sister, but I wouldn’t call myself a hero.” “Heroes can take many forms,” Jack replied. “I protected a child named Jamie and she was willing to believe in me while many others did not. I was looking for the other guardians, but happened to come across a beautiful smart princess such as you.” “Queen” Elsa corrected, unfazed by Jack’s flirting. “Close enough,” he shrugged. He through he saw Elsa’s cheeks blush a little, but figured it was just his imagination. The witch glared at the two young heroes. “Son of Adam and Daughter of Eve, prepare to meet your doom.”

“Sorry, but I’m more about fun,” Jack answered. “Want to see a trick?” He waved his hook shaped stick through the air, and a flurry of snow spread through the air. The blast was so hard, that the snow queen’s furry hat blew right off her head. “Hey!” she yelled. Ice slowly formed where the witch’s dwarf was sitting and he soon found himself stuck in an unpleasant situation. “Get this ice off me, your majesty, I’m stuck!” The witch was too angry to notice or care. Elsa couldn’t help but giggle. “You and Olaf would get along great,” Elsa said. “Who’s Olaf?” Jack asked.

Before she could respond, another sleigh arrived, this one pulled by three artic wolves and driven by a penguin. The sleigh came to a stop and a snow queen got out. This one was heavyset, with a dress of blue and white with triangular designs. She wore a white veil like headdress and blue crystal earrings. Her lips were coated with heavy blue lipstick. “Hey Ridely,” she said to her penguin companion. “What do we have here?” Most of the people present showed looks of disgust on their faces, particularly the witch. “Another one,” groaned the snow queen. “Can’t I just rule this land in peace?” “I’m Sormella, nice to meet you,” she said, but the snow queen didn’t take her hand. “Aren’t you supposed to be evil or something?” “I was once,” Stormella explained, “but I changed myself into a good person and helped Santa’s reindeer get home safely.” “You are in league with Father Christmas?” asked the witch with contempt. “Do tell me, did he weaken your powers and give you gifts?” “Why yes, he gave me a new ice statue that looked like me! Would you like one too?” “I have plenty of statues, thank you very much,” replied the witch, crossing her arms. “I might just make another one in the future.” Oblivious to the threat, Stormella smiled. “How splendid!”

By the sleighs, the wolves were barking at the horses, who were rearing up in fear.  “Would you mind getting your mutts away from my horses?” asked the snow queen to Stormella. “Don’t you insult my lupin babies,” she spat, petting one of them on the head. The dwarf, who was free of the ice, flicked his whip at the penguin, who dodged it. “You need an attitude adjustment and a makeover,” Ridely said.

Just then, Stormella thought of an idea to ease the tension in the air. A light bulb literally appeared over her head, thanks to her magic. “Do you all want to hear a song?” asked Stormella. “Sure!” said Jack Frost and the penguin, while everyone else yelled “No!” at the same time. Too late; Stormella transformed her clothes into a purple dress and her headdress turned gold. Her wand became a microphone and a piano appeared where the penguin now sat. As she sang about how much she hated Santa Claus, the penguin clapped his flippers together. “That’s the old queen I like to hear!” Jack Frost was clapping along as he sang “I hate those lyrics! Those stupid lyrics and her clothes!” Elsa smiled and rolled her eyes. “Don’t let her hear you sing that!”

“Silence!” bellowed the witch, as the song and music drew to a close. “I have had it with you imposters, you vermin, you cowardly commoners! Show me a way to get back to Narnia, or all of you will see through a world of rock!” “I kind of like rock music myself,” Jack joked. Elsa shed him and elbowed him. “I warn all of you monsters,” Elsa called. “I will make spring time come if you don’t leave us alone!” ‘Did she say ‘us’? thought Jack. ‘Will I not have to be alone if I can’t find the Guardians?’ The snow queen visibly shrank back in fright when Elsa mentioned spring. “That’s right! Go back and hibernate until next winter,” called Elsa. “I shall freeze you where you stand before I do!” called the snow queen, recovering from Elsa’s threat. “Your song is an abomination!” cried the witch to Stormella. Stormella and her wolves growled. “So is your personality and the fact that you got beaten by a lion and four kids,” she replied. All four queens yelled and shot their powers at the same time.

Beams of magic flew through the air and crashed against each other in the center. Strangely enough, all the queens were shivering from the cold. The light grew white and blinding, but all of them concentrated on bringing each other down. Jack waved his staff and blue light pushed the other queens back. They were only fazed and still concentrated on their magic, slowly taking steps forward. “I can’t hold them off,” the magic is too strong,” called Jack.” “Don’t worry, I’ve got this!” said Elsa, through Jack could tell that her energy was fading fast.

Jack looked at the light beams shooting from the wands and hands, noticing faint translucent colors in each of them; Elsa’s was white, Stormellas’s was rainbow colored, the snow queen’s was a dull blue, and the witch’s was a dark red. Jack and Elsa could see the dark red slowly diffusing into the other beams. “The witch is winning,” Jack said. “We have to get out of here!” “Not even her thousand year advantage is going to stop me!” said Elsa, who focused with all her willpower.

Cracks in the ice were spreading fast and growing larger. “Um Elsa,” Jack said. “You might want to look down…” “Stop distracting me,” Elsa replied. “I almost got them…” “Now!” he yelled. “He scooped Elsa up, just as the ice broke where she was standing moments before. The sudden change in position caused Elsa’s powers to go in different directions, causing a ripple in the energy fields. The force knocked Stormella backwards and she fell, only to thankfully have her fall stopped by her three wolves, who grabbed her. The snow queen’s foot fell through the ice and she lost her balance. The witch grinned in triumph, only to slip on the ice and fall face first into the ice. The three queens marched to each other and argued, even as the lake continued to melt. Even the animals and the companions were bickering in the distance. “Sinister sleeper!” yelled Stormella to the witch. “Singing showoff!” she shouted. “Seducing skank!” screamed Stormella to the snow queen.

Ice slowly formed over each of the queens, trailing from their feet to their heads. Soon, all three of them were concealed in ice, each one frozen in yelling. “What was that?” asked Jack. “Did you do that?” “No,” said Elsa. “Then who did?” They looked up and saw gray clouds spiraling in a circle. A ghostly moan wailed through the air, giving both of them goosebumps. Elsa heard the moan again and this time it sounded like a combination of a winter wind and a neigh of a horse. “Look!” said Elsa. They turned and saw ghostly horses with glowing eyes galloping through the sky, right around where the queens stood frozen. One of them turned to Jack and Elsa. “Run!” said Jack and they sprinted away. Not too far away, a purple pony shuffled through the snow, lighting her way with magenta magic from her purple horn. “Windigos,” she muttered. “Not again.”