Flames of the Heart – 07

"Queen Elsa, we have to get out of here!"

Hans shouted and tried to get closer to Elsa.

The Queen was unresponsive. She was shocked at what she had done.

Two guards in red uniform, who was no longer being stuck into a wall or occupied with a flaming creature, dragged Hans away as the castle walls shattered and broke apart.

The chamber they were in collapsed through the floor, breaking through the bottom level as well and into the abyss below while Hans and the two guards managed to get outside just in time to see the ice castle's destruction.

The construct was breaking pieces by pieces, dropping part of itself into the chasm.

"Is Princess Anna…?" one of the accompany guards asked while watching the scene.

"No, she's not in the castle. I'm afraid I couldn't save Queen Elsa," Hans replied with a sorrowful face.

The castle foundation finally gave way and slide off.

The spectators headed back to Arendelle afterward, for they were unable to do anything more.

No one could see a small smile creep across Hans' face at a certain devilish thought.

(in the chasm)

"Why? Why can't they leave me be," Elsa sobbed.

She held herself while leaning against an inclined and half destroyed ice pillar.

A small glowing flame drifted around her.

It was the only thing that starved off the darkness.

Everywhere around them were broken shards of ice; they once made up the ice castle's structures.

Elsa's power had protected her from the fall as if it had a mind of its own.

It had always been with her, from the day she was born and probably till the day she would see her parents again in the afterlife.

In front of her was an ice statue of a man who she frozen.

It was still intact as the snows had softened its fall.

The small wisp returned to floating around the sculpture, trailing small glitter of flame behind while mourning for its loss.

"Two halves met and stay," the wisp said weakly before looking at Elsa with its sorrowful, hallowed eyes.

"Is this the end of the road? What about the next two lines?"

Kurama asked himself while paying attention back to Naruto likeness, ramming into it in frustration.

Whatever small flames it managed to manifest had created sparks across the icy surface on his friend frozen body.

The sculpture rumbled a bit at the constant attempts.

"Flameball, my flames cannot be extinguished," the sculpture said, implying the next line of the prophecy as red and fiery fissure lines started to appear across its surface.

The sculpture's opened hand clutched into the fist as fire strands appeared and wrapped itself around its limbs.

The magic that had caused its current state was being burnt away by the inferno.

The brightness from the flames caused Elsa to blink. She stood up from her spot.

She was slightly in awe.

"I was having a nice nap then I heard your bitching," Naruto smirked, looking at the wisp that grew much larger in size thank to still raging fire that was covering most of Naruto's body.

His clothes were completely burnt off when he had thawed himself.

'Being frozen isn't that bad at all. It was quite relaxing,' Naruto thought as he turned toward Elsa and bowed courtesy.

"You are looking well, Queen Elsa," Naruto said, with a small smile, gazing at her, committing every detail to memory.

"How?" Elsa asked hesitantly as she walked closer to Naruto, but he stopped as she felt her ice-crafted dress starting to fade away due to the lingering fire magic.

"I supposed it was due to our power being mutual destructive," Naruto said with a sheepish smile, but inside, he was depressed.

It also meant that he could never get close to her, let alone feel her skin.

"Were you always have the ability to conjure up fire?" Elsa asked.

She was no longer angry or scared.

She wanted to know more about the man before her, who had saved her life just moment before.

Naruto sighed at the question. His body was still covered in flame as it melted the ice around him, leaving the bare solid earth below.

"I was born like this…" Naruto told her his story.

Elsa listened attentively as the blond narrated his life story.

"You are crying, Queen Elsa," Naruto said, seeing how there are tears trailing off the beautiful girl's cheek.

As the tears left her face, the droplet turned into ice and joined the snow at her feet. She had no idea there was someone out there with a more tragic past than her.

Naruto really wanted to run to her and held her in his arms but reframed from doing so in fear that his power could potentially kill her.

"I am not a Queen," Elsa said dejectedly. She turned away from the boy while clearing her tears from her eyes.

"My powers had caused nothing but misery, now that they all think I'm dead, I might as well be."

Naruto sighed as he looked at his flaming companion nearby.

She was like him.

His power had caused everyone misery.

That was one of the main reasons why he had chosen to live alone, and away from any civilized society.

His greatest fear was inevitably burning away all that he cherished…