Y/N POV

You could not feel your breath but you knew you were breathing. Everything around was a blur but with every puff of air you saw more clearly.

There was ice

Then Your snowflake

Then the spirits

And finally...

In front of you was a woman with H/C hair and S/C skin. You noticed she was almost Identical to you scarily so. The woman's eyes were closed. She reached out a hand and in her flat palm lay a leaf.

Taking in a breath the woman blew on the leaf and the air seemed to take a form in itself. As the air flew around the woman she opened her eyes suddenly and showed you they were a striking E/C color before disappearing into the wind.

When she was gone the wind hovered in front of you. You spoke but could not hear the words.

"...l o Z.....y..r"

"M—-

You gasp for air struck with the feeling that this had happened before.

F/N POV

I jolted back to consciousness gasping for air. I felt someone's arm on mine and I clung to it. "Are you alright?" the voice attached to the arm asked it was Kristof.

Regaining my breath I nodded "what happened?" I asked. "I was wondering the same thing" he answers. Was that a-?" "yeah... but I..." My voice died in my throat as I tried to speak.

"It's ok we don't have to talk about it now" Kristof said kindly. "Are you ok to walk it looks like Elsa found something" I nodded glad he didn't force me to speak about the vision . I had no idea how to explain it or even what to make of it. Who was that E/C colored woman?

Regaining my bearings I reached out my hand for Zephyr only to have the wind spirit from earlier run through my fingers.

"Your not Zephyr... are you feeling more friendly now?" I asked.

It portrayed a 'yes' by messing with my hair. "Good... hmm I think I'll call you Gale" It swirled my clothes happily at that "Gale it is then".

As I took a step towards Elsa a different gust of wind, a familiar one picked me up messing up my clothes and hair. "Hey Zeph good to see you" I smiled.

Dusting myself off the two spirits and I made it to the rest of the group.

Elsa's POV

Anna and I walked up to a statue of two children. A boy who was unconscious and a girl in distress. If water remembers everything like Olaf said who's memory was this?

The boy in the statue looked so very familiar and it wall clicked when Anna said "Father." She was right it was him. "Who is she?" I asked looking at the girl closer. As the others walked up Kristof's and Y/N's eyes flashed with recognition.

"She's Northuldra" Kristof said.

Then a horn went off...

( A/N Hope you enjoy, I'm trying to post every weekend now but because I'm on February break I will be posting again on Wednesday and then maybe on Friday but definitely on the weekend again. Finally getting my shit together Yay 😁 bye now)