*Elsa*
Pain. Pain was the last thing I remember. Never ending pain. I felt like I was gonna explode any second. It was so dark. I screamed out my pain. But it didn't help. The pain only got worse and worse. I couldn't hear, I couldn't see, I couldn't do anything but feel the terrible pain.
It was like thousands and thousands of knifes were borrowing into my skin. I screamed, but I couldn't hear how high I screamed. But I didn't care, the pain was just too much.
Then I felt amazing. Everything stopped. I felt so relived, I also felt that started to fall asleep. Then I realised. I died. Death feels peaceful after all the pain before.
I shut down.
My eyes flew open. I was cold and I was scared. Then saw a beautiful light. The moon. When I looked at it I didn't feel scared anymore.
I looked around me. Under me I saw a big grey stone. It was flowers and snowflakes on it. It didn't stand anything on it, maybe because time has destroyed it. I looked in front of it and saw a hole. I realised that this must be my grave. I gasped.
How am I alive? Who am I?
"You are Elsa Luna." A strong voice said. I turned around trying to se who was talking.
"Who are you?" I asked still looking around. Feeling scared when I couldn't see who was talking.
"I am the moon, and I have brought you back to life. You are now immortal. You are gonna be know as Elsa Luna, the guardian and keeper of love ,and the Cupid." He said and I saw something glowing on the ground.
I flew down and took it in my hands. It was a bow. Not just any bow. It was a magical bow. Once I touched I know exactly how to use it. I wanted to try it but I didn't see any arrows.
"Use your power."
I waved my hand in the air and an ice arrow popped out. I felt amazed. Then I put on the string and shot at a three. Perfect shot.
Time to start a new life, and bring love to the world.
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Legends (Jelsa)
FanfictionI had a life before this life. Before I become immortal. I highly doubt that someone cared about me. That I had friends, maybe even family. Someone who loved me. Why would they? And even if it was true. That I had been loved, are they probably dead...
