True Love (Jelsa Fanfic)

Chapter 11 - Guardians

    I smiled.

    I did it. I made him disappear.
    He will probably return but for now, I helped. I protected people.

    With the eagerness to see their reactions, I ran down the steps, out to the front, and to the group who collapsed to the ground the moment he left, in exhaustion.

"Why, your majesty, that was magnificent! HAHAHA!"

Pulling his arm, I helped the big man in red.

"Graceful! Excellent! Thank you!"

I helped Tooth pull her wings out from under the bunny.

"That was good, better than Jack on his first time,"

I grabbed his giant paw and pulled back, seeing him stand.

Suddenly a wave of bone cracking sounds were heard. I turn around.
They were stretching, neck and arms.
They went ooh and aah every time they heard a good stretch.

"Thank you your royal highness! We haven't fought in years! And he so happened to tire us beforehand back at the north pole! Those darn skeletons...ruining gifts."
The big man in red said, cracking his neck.

North Pole?
Gifts?

"Right! You ma'am, are wonderful!"
    The hare said through his shoulder cracking.

"Bunny, she is terrific! She helped save Jack also."

The hare groaned to Tooth's reply.
I giggled.
I like this relationship between friends.

"Welcome to the kingdom of Arendelle, guardians."
I pulled the right side of the dress and fell into a small curtsey.

"The pleasure is ours, Queen Elsa. We are very sorry for this overwhelming battle but it had to be done, here. We have much to discuss."
The big man in red said.

"Then we shall talk more privately. Come."

I tangled my fingers in front and began to make my way through the gate, the large entrance, up the stairs, and to the middle room between Jack Frost and Anna's. It was the conference room, used for big meetings with leaders of the surrounding countries.

    The room was large enough for a 12 seater oval table. The dark brown oak table placed in the center of the room stood atop a beautiful maroon and white carpet, Anna's choice. Across from the door, behind Elsa's chair, a large window to the view of the lake she once crossed on ice alone.

    I took my seat at the head while the others, 2 on my left, 2 on my right.

    "To begin with, our names."
    The man who so often talked pushed his chair back and stood.

    "Your majesty, you may call me North as in North Pole. You may know me as Santa Claus, the big man in the red suit."
    I dipped my head as a formal bow as a pleasure.

    No wonder. Santa. Exists.
If he was Santa Claus, then the others...

    "I am Tooth, your highness, as in the Tooth Fairy. My duty is to claim those pearly whites under children's pillows in exchange for coins. Through these, I create small cases of memories."

Tooth. Fairy.

    "Ay, that leaves me. I am the Easter Bunny but do call me Bunny Queen Elsa."

Easter. Bunny.

   The man in gold floated up and smiled and pointed towards North who spoke for him.

    "Yes, and that is Sandy. Don't get him wrong your majesty. Pitch's power originated from his alone."

    I nodded in understanding and looked at the little guy.
    His face turned hard as he smiled and motioned with his hands, him punching into his other palm. I smiled.

    I like them, they had a strong relationship.
    This group of people...they existed. The ones who generated happiness all around, they were doing it.

    "I can see this is a bit overwhelming for you my dear but I must continue on to the fact that we are those figures in tales that create happiness. We were brought upon as guardians by the moon, Manny. He called us guardians. The guardians for the kids against Pitch black, he who spreads fear. We were made for that purpose. To do that, we became powerful figures of children's imaginations. We help give gifts."

    "Lay beautiful eggs."

    "Make memories."

    "And dream big. These children, we love them. They are precious beings that we cannot stop protecting. But it has grown increasingly more difficult. Pitch Black, he is the Boogeyman. The cause for all nightmares and fears. These fears generate his power. That's why we make the children happy, so they don't fear him. As the earth shakes with war, however, fear from adults has generated enough to bring him back from 100's of years when we first defeated him with Jack. The adults... they came from this town, Arendelle."

    Arendelle?
    Of course it was.
    I was the queen of fear. I am no powerful figure of hope. I cause the fear.

    "Elsa it's not your fault. That's how the world is."
    Tooth saw my sudden sadness and comforted me.

    "Ay, you've done an awesome job with the children here. They look to you for their magical imaginations. They hope to be as strong as you."
    Bunny nodded.

    I smiled. They really do know how to make one cheerful.

    "Recently, the fear has grown enormously from here. That's what attracted Pitch Black. He noticed the easy fear he can create from simple nightmares from the citizens. That's why he let his black sand loose, to mark it. This allowed Jack, the one who saved you, to investigate the plan. Pitch's plan, queen Elsa, he plans to use you and your sister. We don't know how, but we know he plans to take you. And that is why we are here. To protect you and this village from his grip."

    North waited for a response but that took awhile.

    Impossible.

    How could this be happening? Just a few days ago, I was happy with Anna and Kristoff and Olaf...wherever he is.
Suddenly a man wants to turn me back into a monster?

    "Alright."
    I said before thinking again my next reply.

"But I shall join in your protection. I am not entirely helpless and wish to help. After all, you did save me."

   They nodded in agreement to the plan.

    "Great! I'll train you first thing in the morning!"
    A voice called from the door.

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And boom. The guardians told Elsa the truth.
And I wonder who said that at the end, hmmmmmmm......

Guys, this was my longest chapter so far, give me a pat on the back.
*pats self on back*
But it was also informative aw. WAIT TILL THE NEXT CHAPTER PLEASE

All the love.

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