Frozen Fractal Dimensions (Closed for Ryanmo97)

[Lexavier]

"Are you scared, my child?" The old crone whispered, a villainous smile upon her wrinkled thin lips. "You should be. The world beyond is nothing like your Kingdom here, they will not bow to you, or be kind to you. You will feel the cold like you never have before. You will be lost, alone, and worst of all, you will have no magic. You will be defenseless. Can you cope with that, I wonder? All your life, you've believed these abilities to be a curse but what you will you do when they're taken away, hmm?" The old woman burst into a cackle and turned to serve herself some more soup or whatever it was bubbling away behind her. She slurped it from a spoon and smacked her lips, her dry rasping tongue slid from her mouth like sandpaper.

To her credit, the young girl sat opposite her retained her regal poise. Demurely, she sat with one leg cross the other, wrapped in a purple cloak of the finest weave. On first glance, the young Queen came across as a vision of perfection and fierce determination. If one would look closer however, they would see the bags under the eyes, the slight haggardness of her hair, and the shaking of her hands as she pushed herself beyond the limits of her endurance.

"Please, Miss Gardinaire, if my Family are there then I must go. They've been missing for so long now..." she quickly counted the time in her head. Months? It must be. Spring had just come to the land and Anna's wedding had been the royal occasion. She should have smiled at the memory but since it was the last time she'd seen her Sister or her new Brother-in-law, the memory was forever tainted by the hurt and loss. Months... she'd spent every waking day on horseback, scouring the land searching for the two that never returned from their trip. With no report of their disappearance, Elsa knew in her heart that they were still alive, still out there somewhere. All she need do was find them.

But it had been fruitless, and now, at her wits end, she had taken the Trolls advice and sought out Miss Gardinaire, one of the greatest Witches known in these parts. She knew where Anna, Kristoff and his Reindeer companion Sven had disappeared to, but Elsa didn't like the answer.

"There will be a price of course. Nothing comes free my dear."

"Anything!" Elsa answered automatically.

The woman laughed again, a little too maniacally. Her eyes burned a fiery red and when she slapped the table, the whole ground started to shake. Plates and knick-knacks tumbled from their shelves and the soup spilled across the stone floor of the hut. Elsa instinctively called the ice to her hands, using it to stabilize the walls and the ceiling as the wooden beams broke away. Ice and snow appeared at will, spraying in a blue ray from her outstretched palms. All the while the laughing continued, till the floor fell away and Elsa tumbled into darkness.

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"Oh..." she gasped as her body uncontrollably shivered. The cold penetrated her very core, her skin flushing red, stinging as if someone had slapped her in the face. Water cascaded from the heavens, soaking her instantly, plastering her iridescent blue gown to her body in a less than queenly manner. Somehow she'd lost the purple cloak in the fall, if it really was a fall. "Mm...Miss Gardinaire?" She whispered, her voice hoarse even as her eyes fluttered open and she began to look around. There was no-one around, no sign of the hut or any of her guardsmen. She was huddled on strange, hard surface, black as night but not quite stone, though it had bits of stone and gravel in-bedded in it.

She pushed herself up and sheltered her eyes from a strange orange glow that came from a metallic pole. A light buzzing sound emanated from it and she briefly wondered how they had trapped so many fireflies as to cause such a constant bright light. The rain and wind blew harder still, taking her breath away and causing her to whimper. She must get out of this weather, she must find shelter.

The black strip ran for miles in either direction, disappearing into the trees and the darkness. Opposite the light pole was a dirt track, winding up the hillside where she could just make out some more flickering light through the trees. Light must mean people, or at least that's what she hoped. Weakly she stumbled towards it, holding onto her dress in an attempt of modesty.

Elsa barely acknowledged the House, the strange metal box sitting outside it, or any of it. She was shaking so hard, her head swam, and it was all she could do to knock hard on the door...

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. He sold it a few years ago for $250 million. He took that money and through good investing he figured he was set for life. He bought 50 acres of land in the country outside of Detroit, Michigan. There is some woods, a natural pond feed by a waterfall and some open fields of land. He built a nice two story house there for him to live in. He had just about everything. The only thing he was missing was someone to share it with. He had gone on a lot of dates over the years but he still hadn't found the one.

The two most important people in his life were his 33 year old sister, Gwenevere. But everyone called her Gwen. And her 10 year old daughter, Annabelle. Ryan and Gwen lost their parents in a car crash a few years ago and Annabelle's father was a one night stand than Gwen had. Gwen and Annabelle lived in the suburbs of Detroit and visited him often.

One night, there was a big thunderstorm. He was watching CNN, when there was a very loud lighting strike. Ryan saw the flash of light and to him it it looked ice blue more than white. Then, a few moments later he heard a knock on his door. He was surprised that anyone would be traveling in this weather. He went to the door and was surprised to see a young woman there, dressed like Elsa from the movie Frozen. He figured that she was going to a costume party or some convention and got lost.

Ryan didn't know what to think then he saw the woman standing on his porch. She was soaked to the bone. He didn't even had to thinking about it when he let her inside. His mother would come up out of the grave and get him if he didn't try to help her. He looked at her and said "What on earth are you doing out on a night like this? Come in... Come in..." He looked in his driveway and didn't see a car, "Where is you car?" He figured she had car trouble and went looking for help when the storm hit.

The front door opened into the living room. It is was nicely decorated, with some pictures of Ryan and his family. The large screen TV, on the one side of the room, was on CNN. The fire in the fireplace on the other side was already going, so he had her sit on the couch in front of the fire and he got her blankets. "Here you go... My name's Ryan by the way."

 

[Lexavier]

"Th..Thankyou kind Sir..." Elsa mumbled through chattering teeth as she almost fell through the portal into this Man's home. She was dimly aware of his asking questions, his accent strange to her, but her mind was fuzzy with the cold and an unnatural weariness that made her ache to her very bones. The house felt warm though, and she was drawn to the fire like a moth, wishing never to feel the cold like this again and the pain of what she had done to Arendelle so many years before returned in a flood of guilt.

It seemed like the place was alive with activity as someone droned in the background, talking almost constantly despite her staggered entrance. Seated on the couch, and warmed by the blankets, the sharpness of her mind slowly began to return. "I'm sorry to interrupt..." she started, but the talking continued, "I... please let me talk, I'm looking for... hey!" her eyes scanned the room to see a man looking directly at her from a strange window in the wall. He spoke without pause, causing Elsa to narrow her brow in frustration. Scooping up the blankets, she nervously crept forward till she was a step away from the window, where she waved her hand in front of the Man's face. There was no reaction.

"Why can't you..." the Man disappeared and Elsa almost yelped as she scrambled back. The window now showed fleeting images that she didn't understand, massive cities, long stretches of stone where fast moving carts without horses or animals zipped along. Unable to bare looking at it, she backed away, bumping into the Man who had brought her in. She realised he'd been watching her and her cheeks flushed red. "Uh... Ryan did you say? My apologies, I was just fascinated by your... uh..." she gestured in the direction of the TV. "I'm Queen Elsa, of Arendelle... wait... have you seen Anna?! Kristoff? Where are they, what have you done with them?!"

The cold was forgotten, the weariness, the ache, all was gone. Righteous fury filled her heart. She had traveled long and far, and now she'd been dumped into some strange place. There must have been a reason she'd been brought here, and this man must have the answers.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan watched as the Elsa cosplayer look at the TV as if she had never seen one before. She waved a the news person on screen and waved her hand infront of the man's face. She started to ask him a question but jumped back when the screen changed. She backed into him and then introduced herself as Elsa then she wanted to know where Anna and Kristoff were and what he had done with them.

"Whoa!" said Ryan, "Settle down... Now... The only Anna and Kristoff I know of are from the movie Frozen Now you are the only person I've seen all night. Now, were 'Anna' and 'Kristoff' with you in your car?" He was sure that she must have gotten in an accident and had bumped her head or something and now she thought she was Elsa from Frozen.

 

[Lexavier]

Taking a deep breath, Elsa backed off. No good would come of attacking a helpful stranger. But the sense of confusion and defeat remanined. "Movie? Car? These words mean nothing to me. But if you haven't seen my family then I must continue. I have been searching for months, I cant stop now"

Purposefully, she moved to the door and threw it open. The icy blast took her breath away and she let out a squeal, just managing to close the door again before she dropped to her knees. The tears came unbidden and uncontrolled. "Oh Anna..."

 

[Ryanmo97]

Before Ryan could stop "Elsa" she opened the door and a cold blast of air hit her. She closed the door and fell to her knees and then she started to cry, "Oh Anna..."

Ryan bit his lip. He knew something was wrong. He thought about everything that he had witnessed in the past few minutes. She was stunned by the TV, she didn't know what a movie or a car was. She didn't look like she had been in a car accident. Maybe... Just maybe she was telling the truth. He needed more information. He went to her and knelt next to her, "Hey... Hey... Don't cry..." He helped her to her feet and walked her back to the couch. He picked up the remote and turned down the TV, "Now... why don't you tell me what's going on? Maybe I can help..."

 

[Lexavier]

Letting herself be moved back to the couch, she tried to stem the tears. She hated crying, especially in front of someone. Certainly wasn't a queen like thing to do. She pushed the despair down till a numbness crept over her, so much that she barely noticed the miraculous stick that somehow controlled the volume of the magic portal.

"My Sister..." she began, taking a breath. "My Sister and her Husband, they left on their honeymoon. They weren't going to go far, just get a little peace and quiet to be with each other and well, that was the last time anyone saw them. For months I've been looking, all my subjects have. Anna and Kristoff were dearly beloved by the people, but... nothing..." she held her head as if the last few moments were painful. "Then the Trolls sent me to a Witch, and then... I don't know, I ended up here I guess. But she said that they were here too. I can't imagine..." she turned to him now, her big eyes wide.

"What... Where am I, exactly?"

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan listened to Elsa's story. He was slowly starting to believe that this was really Elsa from Frozen. The story was just so believable that it had to be true. Why would anyone want to make up a story like that unless they were completely crazy. Ryan doubted that.

Then Elsa asked where she was, "Well, Your Majesty," said Ryan, "I'm sure you've figured out that you are no longer in Arendelle. You are in a country called the United States of America. We are in a state named Michigan. This is my home... Listen it's getting late... Maybe we should go to bed and talk more in the morning... What do you say?"

 

[Lexavier]

Elsa didn't miss the change of tone or the use of her title. She smiled faintly, feeling like she wasn't quite as alone as the Old Crone had made out she would be. "I've never heard of those places..." she murmured, half to herself. This was truly a strange place, even the decor was nothing like what she was used to. Her eyes drifted to the rain streaked window and the blackness beyond, but saw nothing more than her reflection. She looked awful, her hair was a mess and her beautiful face was marred by redness from the tears.

She rubbed at her eyes and straightened up, trying her best to act like the Queen she was. "Thank you Ryan. You are being most gracious to offer me the warmth and comfort of your home. I'm sorry this seems to have just fallen into your lap but it would seem I am in dire need of a friend right now."

She nodded softly, "Sleep may help me see a little clearer, and getting out of these wet clothes... I've never felt cold like it, usually I..." she stared down at her hands. No Magic. That is what the Witch had said. All it would take would be a wave of her digits and concentration but for some reason she stopped herself. To truly find out she was without her powers would be a loss too far this night. She clenched her fist instead.

"Do you have anything I can wear while my gown dries? And a Cloak? I fear I have lost mine."

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan smiled when Elsa thank him for letting her in his home. "You're welcome, Your Majesty. My mother would come out of the grave and get me if I didn't do everything possible to help you."

Then when she asked if he had some dry clothes. He nodded, "Come with me..." he took her upstairs. "My sister, Gwen, uses this room when she and my niece, Annabelle, stay over."
He walked in the room first and turned on the light. There was a queen sized bed. He pointed at the light switch, "This is a light switch..." He switch the switch on and off a couple of times, "It runs on something called Electricity... It's what makes just about every thing work in this world..." He walked over to the bed and turned on the two lamps.

He walked over to a dresser and opened it. "Gwen keeps some extra clothes here, if she was here she would be more than happy to let you us them. " Inside was several nightgowns that were very conservative. They showed very little cleavage and reached to the ankles. "This room also has its own bathroom" Ryan walked over to the bathroom and turned it the light on. Inside was a sink, a toilet, a bathtub and shower stall. "Well, if you need anything in the night, my room is at the end of the hallway to the left. I'll let you get some rest... Good Night..." Ryan then headed to bed.

 

[Lexavier]

Elsa quietly followed Ryan through his home, her wide eyes taking everything in from the photos of family hanging on the walls, to the strange odds and ends that tend to accumulate in a well-lived in home. She glanced through to the very unusual looking kitchen before heading upstairs. The landing was just as nicely decorated with warm thick carpets and rugs, that Elsa tried not to drip on. She pulled the blankets tighter about her body.

At first the instantaneous light startled her, and she watched with fascination as the little wall switch turned the hanging flame contained within the glass ball turn off and on. She cocked an eyebrow at his over-simplified explanation of something that must have seemed very normal for him, but let it drop with a simple "Thank you."

Examining the contents of the dresser, she was moderately happy with what she saw. They were far flung from the expensive gowns and regal attire she was used to but they were serviceable.

She left them there for the moment and followed Ryan through to the bathroom. She could tell what the room was for but the instruments were very strange. Back home, it was a simple chamber pot or metallic tub for washing, but here everything was a pure white of some kind of pottery material. It all sparkled invitingly. "Thankyou..." she murmured again. "Good.... goodnight." she just about managed to call out before the man was gone.

Standing there alone, in the glow of the 'Electric' light, she wasn't sure where to start, lost in thoughts of her Sister and this strange world. A shiver brought her back to reality, and she quickly dropped the blankets and slipped from her dress. It was one of her favourites, but was way too risque when it was wet. She finished stripping the lacy white underwear from her body and stood examining the bathtub. Elsa squealed happily as she worked out how to get hot water into the tub and was soon soaking in steamy bliss. She gently hummed to herself, singing a few lines here and there as she relaxed...

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan went downstairs and started to lock up the house. He hoped that everything worked out for Elsa. She seemed so nice. This world had a habit of chewing up and spitting out nice people. He promised himself he was going to do anything he could to help her.

He headed upstairs and went to check on Elsa. He knocked on the door and when he didn't get an answer he opened the door and didn't see her. He heard water running in the bathroom. He walked up to the door when he heard it turn off. He waked to the door and he could hear humming and singing. He smiled. Her voice sounded wonderful. Then he went to his room to get ready for bed.

 

[Lexavier]

Finally sated with her need for warmth, Elsa reluctantly stepped from her bath, worked out how to use the other facilities before drying off with a big fluffy towel. Her body felt like it was glowing, as she pulled on one of the big comfy night gowns. While the bed wasn't as grand as the one she had back at the castle, it was still warm and soft. She settled in and sighed. She wouldn't be able to find her family, if she panicked and cried all the time. She must learn about this world and Ryan seemed like just the man to teach her. Elsa pondered on the luck of falling into his lap, and soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

The morning came and the sun slipped through the cracks in the curtains to fall upon Elsa's pretty face. She rose and, after adjusting her disheveled hair, wandered downstairs to see if Ryan was up...

 

[Ryanmo97]

The Next morning, Ryan woke up and he couldn't help but wonder if maybe he had dreamed the whole thing. Maybe he fell asleep watching the first half of season 4 of "Once Upon a Time" and he dreamed that Elsa appeared on his doorstep last night. He went to Gwen's room and quietly opened the door. He peeked inside and laying there in bed was Elsa. Ryan then carefully closed the door and headed down to make breakfast. He turned on the TV in the kitchen to watch the morning news. He made a pot of coffee and then proceed to start making pancakes and bacon.

The kitchen looked very modern. There were oak cabinets all around. There was a large stainless steel refrigerator and a stainless steel double wall oven next to the door that lead to the laundry room and stainless steel dishwasher by the sink. The counter tops were all black marble. The island in the center of the kitchen had a cook top, a griddle and a grill. There was a bar on the other side of the island with a couple of stools. He looked up and saw Elsa walk in. He smiled, "Good Morning, Your Majesty. Did you sleep well?"

 

[Lexavier]

"Please, call me Elsa." she said softly, holding up a hand. A wry smile crossed her lips. "I doubt my crown has much validity here anyway. Her bare feet padded across the warm tiles of the kitchen floor and took a seat at the bar opposite him, flattening the long blue nightgown so it sat smoothly against her skin. "And yes thank you, I slept quite well all things considered. While your home is quite different to the castle I am used to living in, it is quite lovely. I suppose I am quite lucky to have arrived here, I'm sure it could have been much worse."

She sighed, somewhat dramatically. "I feel like we need a plan. We could tear all through this place looking for my family and never find them. They've been missing for months now and I have to believe that they are alive and well and they are able to hold on a little longer. To that end, I need to learn as much about this place you call United States of America as I can. I want to know everything. Can you help me?"

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan nodded when Elsa insisted that he call her Elsa. He figured it would be alright if he did but he wanted her to confirm it. He poured some pancake batter onto the griddle. "Well, I'm glad you slept well. And yes... you could have had it a lot worse... There are a lot of people in this world who wouldn't have accepted you so quickly."

When Elsa asked him to help her find Anna and Kristoff he said, "Of course... I'd be happy to help you. And I agree we need a plan. This country is quite large and they could be anywhere. The first step is what brought you here? Did you find a clue or something that lead you to believe they were here?"

 

[Lexavier]

She smiled softly at his instant acceptance of her request. She looked harder at the young man and saw a good person within. Elsa couldn't have imagined what he must be feeling to have this sudden burden thrust upon him, and suddenly accept everything she was telling him spoke louder than any of his words.

"Magic brought me here. The Witch Woman told me that they'd fallen through a portal into this world, but she told me little about what I would find here. She did say there would be a price though..." she trailed off, having forgotten about that part. What price would she pay? She would be glad to pay anything for the safe return of her sister.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan sighed, "Well... That's not a lot to go on..." he put some bacon in a frying pan. "If we just had some clue or sign or something... Other wise it's just a wild goose chase..." Ryan walked over to the coffee pot. "Would you like some coffee?" He asked as he poured himself some. "There is one thing I would like to know... Do you still have your powers?"

 

[Lexavier]

The smell of breakfast was intoxicating, the rich aroma was heady and had Elsa salivating. Her belly rumbled, telling her that she hadn't had much more than a travel ration in what seemed like days. "Coffee...?" she said, not sure what that was. It was the start of something, she thought to herself, if she was going to get anywhere in this world, she had better start saying yes to things.

"Sure, yes please..."

She trailed off, unsure of how he knew about her powers but also wondering the same thing to herself. She gazed down at her hands, curled in her lap, and tried to stop them shaking. "I... don't know, I haven't tried..." she looked up at him sharply with a fierce look of determination. "Only one way to find out I guess!"

With a flick of her arm, she leapt up from the stool and struck a pose, standing sideways with an arm outstretched pointing down the corridor. She focused, concentrating her will. She had never been sure quite the mechanics of it all but usually she just thought what she wanted to happen and it did. She closed her eyes and looked deep down inside her, and finally, she pushed that thought out....

Nothing happened. She could feel the kernel of power struggling inside her, but as much as she strained, nothing came out. Her face turned red and a tear rolled down her eye and finally, three single flutters of snowflakes materialized from a finger and gently floated to the ground.

That was the last thing she remembered as she blacked out...

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan realized that Elsa hadn't told him about her powers yet. He hoped that she took it well when he told her about how he knew about her powers. He watched as she stood up. She stretched her arms out and it looked like she wast straining to get her powers to work. He saw three little snowflakes then Elsa collapsed. "Elsa!" He said. He quickly shut off the stove so the food wouldn't burn and he rushed her to side. He knelt beside her and put her head in his lap. He lightly tapped her face to try and revive her, "Elsa?"

 

[Lexavier]

Slowly, the colour returned to her pale cheeks and Elsa's eyes shot open. She stared up at Ryan for several moments before her mind really returned to the world of the living. "Oh... hello...." she said softly. Cradling her head, she sat up with a groan, glancing momentarily at the three tiny spots of water on the floor. "Guess I don't have my powers then." she said quietly.

Standing, with the help of Ryan, she smiled gently at him. "Thank you. That... doesn't normally happen. Oh you should see the Ice Palace. It's so beautiful when the sunsets and the orange light shines through the blue Ice..." her gaze drifts off to the memory of home. "Sorry..." she said finally, trying to shake herself out of it and taking her seat again.

"You know, you seem to know some things about me and I don't think we've met... is there something you're not telling me?"

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief when Elsa woke up. When she saw the three tiny spots of water on the floor and said she didn't have her powers, he said, "I guess not..." '

He helped Elsa to her feet and he smiled as she talked about the Ice Palace she had made with her powers. He could tell she missed home and her family. He started cooking again. He put a cup of coffee in front of Elsa on the bar and then she asked how he knew about her powers he sighed, "Well... In this world there is a type of story called a movie... a movie is made of a bunch of pictures showed very fast to seem like they are moving. Anyway, there is a movie called Frozen that's about you and Anna. It shows when you became Queen and Anna met Kristoff."

 

[Lexavier]

What he was saying didn't make any sense. She stared at him blankly for several moments, mulling over his revelation and trying to put it into logical terms. A 'movie'... called Frozen.... It of course, didn't seem possible but then a lot of things were like that recently. Until last night, she wouldn't have believed that she could traverse worlds.

"So... in this world... I am just a story. Everything that happened, someone... made into a moving picture? How..." she shook her head. "That's insane. So wait... when I came to the door you said you knew Anna and Kristoff from this movie... and yet you now believe me? I have to say..." Elsa couldn't help by smile, "Thankyou."

She looked down at the steaming cup and blew on it softly. After it had cooled a little, she took a tiny sip and her eyes lit up. "Wow..." was all she breathed as the rich flavor danced across her palette.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan wasn't sure what Elsa was going to do when she found out that in this world she was nothing more than a fictional character. But, when she said "Thank you." He smiled, "Well, you can thank my mom... She raised my sister and I well. She would come out of the grave and get me if I didn't help you..."

He smiled again as she tried the coffee, "It's good issn't it..." he then finished the pancakes and put a couple on a plate for her with some bacon. Then he set the butter and syrup next to her along with some silverware and napkin. Then he set about fixing his plate.

 

[Lexavier]

"That's sad, my parents have also gone, happened when I was very young... but I guess you know that. I would say it's strange that I don't know you but you know everything about me, but as a Queen it actually happens more often than not."

Elsa took a dainty bite, and was immediately hooked on the sweet syrupy breakfast. While trying to maintain an air of decorum, she wolfed it all down till not a drop was left on the plate. The coffee had also cooled enough so she could take nice long slurps. Soon she was feeling warm and fuzzy inside, her hunger sated for now.

"That was... there isn't anything like that back home." she said finally. "Ok, since you seem to know all about me, tell me everything there is to know about you?"