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Frozen 2 theory

Alright so I had a theory of Elsa not being the fifth spirit.

So if you pay attention in the beginning when Iduna (Elsa’s mother) is singing about attahollen she specifically calls it a she as if Attahollen is a person even though she’s trying to convey it’s a river. This happens multiple times actually

I always questioned why the fifth spirit is ice. Ice naturally comes under water as it is water’s solid form. Plus when we look at Iduna’s scarf Honeymaren reveals that there’s a fifth spirit but this scarf was likely made before Elsa was born as the Northuldra recognized. That means there has to be a fifth spirit long before Elsa was born another proof of this is Honeymarren saying that some people heard the fifth spirit on the day the forest fell and I think that the fifth spirit is Atahollen.

Atahollan’s whole theme is memory a thing that stays forever like fire,water,earth and air unlike ice which melts easily memory would be the perfect fifth element memory connects humans and nature through memory you are able to feel nature remember even when plants,water,air and earth are gone memory will preserve those parts of nature within the human mind.

now you might ask how was Elsa able to communicate perfectly with the spirits if she isn’t the fifth spirit? Well Elsa is a spirit she just has a different purpose. There has to be a reason Atahollen hasn’t appeared in years to save the Northuldra or the Arendelle knights I feel that it is because she is also trapped. I mean the Northuldra know so much about Atohollen it would seem as if they’ve been there personally yet when Elsa goes to Atahollen it’s in the middle of the sea isolated as if she was trapped.

Oh yeah and one more thing I think Atahollen is both a person and place like in Moana Tifiti was both the island and a goddess.

Atahollen must’ve been separated from the enchanted forest during the arendelle vs Northuldra incident. Elsa isn’t the fifth spirit but a byproduct of her to save the enchanted forest and save Atahollan. The voice that was calling Elsa was Atahollan asking her to save her people and free her from her cage. I don’t have an exact idea on how Atahollan got trapped but I think it’s something to do with Agnarr’s dad.

King Ruenard wanted the Northuldra to depend on him by using the dam to weaken their lands but with magic helping the Northuldra there would be no point in Northuldra needing the King so he had to get rid of the 5 spirits or at least subdue them. So they went to the trolls. The trolls are known for helping the royal family why wouldn't thy help King Ruenard? The trolls though might seem like angels are what I think just selfish and cold hearted which I'll explain in a different post.The trolls know magic they know about curses they could've made a powerful curse making Atahollan unable to use her magic to make her stay in her cave form unable to have contact with any of the spirits. The fifth spirit is connected to all the other spirits if their ability to communicate with each other is cut off bad things could happen and the trolls knew that. Though Atahollan couldn't use most of her magic she could still use little so she trapped both the Northuldra and Arendelle people in the enchanted forest so more of the curse wouldn't spread till the whole world was in chaos. We saw how moody the spirits were in Frozen 2 making even the Northuldra who use to love the spirits fear them. She also used that little magic to make sure that the people trapped in the Enchanted Forest were still living because otherwise there would be no logical way the Northuldra and Arendelle people could live their food source would run out eventually. Though Atahollan was able to deal with chaos not reaching the entire world there was no doubt that she still had to deal with the curse so she used the remaining little magic she had to make Elsa a little part of her born as Iduna and Agnarr's daughter and hoped that she would eventually come to save Atahollan and her people and fell into a hibernation.

King Ruenard's curse probably had something to do with Lineage so the curse could live forever. Mind you the trolls aren't that powerful there has to be some restraint. That was as long as he had a lineage the curse would be in effect. Atahollan had some idea of this so she made Elsa as Agnarr's daughter apart of Ruenard's lineage more likely to break the curse.

The trolls who are said to be great users of magic didn't really do anything for anna except erase her memories implying that Elsa's powers weren't deadly to her this showed that they tried actively subdueing Elsa’s magic because they knew what it really was it. A part of Atahollan’s magic but they couldn’t be certain. Atahollan could control all the elements but Elsa couldn’t until she went to the enchanted forest because the closer she was to the source the more she could do. If Agnar and Iduna had decided to travel to Atahollan on the trolls order some of the trolls would have come with them as to keep an eye on what they could find. Yet the King and Queen didn't even tell the trolls who knew the most about magic meaning the king and queen knew that they couldn’t fully trust the trolls.

Atahollan was in hibernation because of Elsa's lack of using her powers most of her life but most likely she awakened when Elsa was finally able to control her powers somewhat and called for Elsa to free her.

So when Elsa meets the 4 spirits at first they are hostile but they slowly calm down feeling a bit of Atahollen's magic within her. The water spirit is more difficult to persuade however as he likely cherishes the goddess but lets her go to Atahollan eventually under the goddess's orders.

So you might think "So Elsa lifted the curse and they lived happily ever after right?" Wrong. See the curse is still in place a little. The spirits are way better since a part of Atahollan's magic is back permanently but Atahollan still isn't free. She has more of her magic now but not enough to break the curse fully. Anna broke some of the curse by destroying the barrier which mostly held the curse up for the most part but the Lineage thing still exist that'll be fine if Anna and Kristoff eventually die and Elsa has no romantic interest anyway buttttt what if Anna does have kids and they do continue the lineage and keep in mind until Anna dies Atahollan cannot be free snce Elsa is already apart of Atahollan. Elsa knows this but will never kill her sister for her goddess even though she likely holds deep affection for the goddess she would rather find other ways to break the curse and pray Anna is content with Kristoff.

Well that is just my theory about Frozen its something I whipped up after rewatching Frozen and in anticipation for Frozen 3 I feel if my theory were correct Frozen 3 would be focused on freeing Atahollan .

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Would you ever consider writing the Tamatoa scene from Maui's point of view? Particularly from the part where Tamatoa brings up Maui's abandonment and you can see Maui glance back at Moana to where she comes back with his hook...? His expression is so shocked when she helps him up, and I wonder if he's ever been supported like that before. BTW, I love your writing! I literally spent the past couple of days going through all of your Moana tags and stuff and you bring the duo to life so well!!!

aah, thank you so much!! I’m touched

what’s this, an oportunity to write a fic about Maui’s inner dialouge about Moana? What is this, my birthday? :D

It was supposed to be easy.

It was supposed to be a quick, in-and out type ofmission. Send in the kid, grab the hook while she keeps Tamatoa distracted, andget out of there. He was even going to wait, just for dramatic effect, untilTamatoa started threatening Moana to swoop in just in time to save her. You’renot my hero, she’d said when they met almost a month ago, and he wasprepared to prove her wrong.

And it was. Although she complained a lot, and Mauimeans a lot, Moana eventually agreed to go in and distract Tamatoa whileMaui snuck around the back so he could grab his hook. The kid kept him talking,which was good; because once Tamatoa starts about himself he could go on hours.Maui had climbed up to the second layer of the cavern, pretended hewasn’t keeping an eye on the kid, just in case, and crouched until he wasright above Tamatoa’s shell, his hook only a mere few feet away from him.

Maui lept once, and missed, but that’s okay becausehe still had both of his hands on the ledge. He pushed himself back up, andcrouched back down again. Moana’s keeping Tamatoa busy again, good, and Mauistood to leap again.

…Until Tamatoa started singing. When Maui catchesa glimpse of Moana as Tamatoa turns around, she’s got the same confusedexpression on her face that he does. Tamatoa wasn’t really one for singing anddancing as far as Maui was concerned, but he supposes that’s what happens whenyou live alone in a dark cavern and somebody finally comes to see you.(Not that Maui would know anything about that, of course).

Moana’s sudden outburst of yelling snaps Maui fromhis thoughts, and when he looks toward Tamatoa again he’s slowly lowering herinto his open mouth. Oh no, no no, if Tamatoa thinks he can get awayfrom this scot free, after trying to eat his mortal, than he’s really gotanother thing coming to him. Maui was just gonna leave the guy alone, becauseMoana seems so insistent on getting to Te Fiti as fast as her littlecanoe can carry her. But now? Tamatoa’s gonna have to pay, and what better wayto get back together with his hook than to fight Tamatoa to save a mortal’slife? Maui leaps again, and thankfully lands solidly on two feet on top ofTamatoa’s shell, and grabs onto the hilt.

“Hey, Crab Cake!” he calls, and flashes Moana a grinas he yanks it out of Tamatoa’s shell.

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Everything’s going great, until it isn’t. Veryquickly.

The failed transformation isn’t even what registersfirst. It’s Moana’s small gasp from the ground as she watches him, like she’s worriedfor him. Which is ridiculous, because she doesn’t need to be, Maui’s foughtTamatoa a hundred times over and he’s won every single battle.

Plus…they’ve only known each other for a month,and he’s been nothing but cold to her. There’s no way she’s actually worriedfor him. She’s probably just…shocked, is all. Because if she were worried,that would mean she cares, and nobody’s ever cared long enough to worry overhim about something.

…Especially not over something as small andpointless as this. So his hook is a little rusty. That…that shouldn’t worrythe kid as much as it does. That shouldn’t send little frissons of fear throughher like she’s worried he might not make it out okay. He’s a demigod. Of coursehe’ll make it out okay.

The second thing that registers is just how quicklyTamatoa turns the tables on him. No, literally. One moment Maui is finestanding on two feet on top of Tamatoa’s shell, and in the next, Tamatoa startsrocking his shell as violently as he can back and forth, and before Maui evenhas time to look for another foothold, he slips off his shell, gripping tightlyonto his hook to prevent himself from losing it.

Big mistake. As soon as Maui starts plummetingtowards the ground, Tamatoa grabs onto the curved end of the hook and he comesscreeching to a stop. Before Maui can even finish processing that motion,Tamatoa starts swinging his hook in a violent circle, and Maui suddenly findshimself careening towards the cavern wall.

He smacks into the wall with a dull thud, and whenMaui’s finally able to focus on Tamatoa fully again he’s clicking his pincerstogether and grinning like he’s having the time of his life. Ooh, Maui reallydoesn’t like that look on his face. Maui growls to himself, quietly, beforehe hefts himself to his feet. He grabs for his hook in front of him, and swingsit out towards Tamatoa.

And because the universe itself seems to beholding a grudge against him, he mistimes his swing just enough to allowTamatoa to grab his hook and flick it upwards, sending him flying towards theceiling of the cavern. And as he’s flying upwards, out of the very corner ofhis eyes, there’s Moana again, staring up at him, and that horrified expressionplastered to her face almost hurts just as much as Tamatoa’s claws do.

And as he begins spiraling back down towards theground, even though everything is spinning again, even though his head ispounding from rapping it against the cavern ceiling, and even though Tamatoa isstill singing his own praises, Maui doesn’t miss the way Moana flits forward,like she wants to try to catch him but isn’t sure if she should, or thepanicked way she cries out his name as he plummets back towards the ground andslams into it.

There’s the sound of fast, panicked footstepsrunning towards him, the sound of footsteps far too large to belong to Moanacutting off her path, and then a surprised yelp as she’s lifted into the airand tossed aside to some other part of the cavern. If Maui had a moment tothink, to breathe, he would laugh. Really, he would. Because this kid,Moana, tried to bypass a crustacean fifty times her own size to run to hisside and help him back onto his feet to see if he’s okay. In a moment of panic,she chose his life over her own, without hesitation, to help him keepfighting.

If Maui had time to laugh, he would, but he doesn’t,so he shoves that thought down and takes Tamatoa distracting himself with Moanaas an opportunity to reach for his hook again. But he’s too slow, and Tamatoa’stoo quick, and as soon as he places a hand on his hook Tamatoa digs a claw intohis foot and drags him backwards. Moana’s watching him from a makeshift cage,but before he can turn to look at her, to whisper some kind of promise to herthat he’s going to be okay, because her worry is still burning into him, Tamatoaslams his claw into him and, if only for a moment, everything goes dark, so hecan’t. He reaches for his hook again, because it’s right there, butTamatoa picks it up and wipes at him with his claw until he’s forced to let go.

Maui flops to the floor, exhausted, and feels asthough he can no longer do anything but to stay lying there and accept defeat.

Above him, Tamatoa slams a claw into the wall, andthe entire cavern goes pitch black, save for Tamatoa’s bioluminescence. BeforeMaui has time to imagine what horrible thing Tamatoa could do to him in thedark, he steps forward and pushes his hair aside, and Maui’s heart drops to hisstomach.

No. Tamatoa wouldn’t sink that low. He would never.Maui hasn’t told Moana about his mother or how she abandoned him to the sea.It’s the story he’s most ashamed of, the story he spent his entire life tryingto cover up and forget, the story he’d swore to never tell again. Everyone he’sever gotten close to, and everyone he’s ever trusted ran once he told them thestory. They got scared, because they thought he would be too much to handle.He’s scared hundreds of others off with his abandonment issues and needs to beclose to someone else. Mortal and immortal. It never mattered to them, becauseonce they figured out how much work he would be, how much hurt he’s been through,they decided it was too much for them.

He was just beginning to think that Moana wouldstay, too.

He spares a nervous glance back at her, trying tosee her reaction, but can’t see anything past the pitch black and Tamatoa’sbright claw reaching down to pick him up by the hair. But it turns out hedoesn’t have to guess her reaction at all, because when Tamatoa holds him overher little cage he locks eyes with her, if only for a brief moment.

And he would’ve expected disgust, or pity,or even sadness, but when Maui looks into her eyes he finds none ofthose things. There’s concern, sure, but there’s also anger, and determination,like she’s angry at Tamatoa for what he’s doing to him.Tamatoa yanks Maui off into some other part of the cave, but not quicklyenough, for Maui can spot, vaguely, as Moana begins to scale her makeshiftcage.

Before Maui can process anything else, he’s flyingthrough the air again, momentarily, before he slams roughly down onto thesurface of Tamatoa’s shell. He makes one last attempt to reach for his hook,but when Tamatoa begins to spin roughly in a circle again, Maui finally acceptsdefeat and his arm flops to his side.

Maui’s all and willing to give up when Tamatoatosses him into the air and catches him in his mouth. Because even he knows,realistically, that he has no chance of getting out of here alive. His best betlies with one last prayer to the Gods, hoping at least one of them iswilling to listen, and-

“Hey!” Moana suddenly shouts, and when Tamatoa turnsshe’s waving the heart of Te Fiti around in her hand, and Tamatoa spits himaside as he dives after her. Despite everything, despite the exhaustionpounding through every muscle in his body, Maui leaps forward and grabs atTamatoa’s leg, because Moana’s doing it again, she’s choosing his lifeover hers again, she’s risking herself for him again.

And surprise surprise, it doesn’t work, and Tamatoakeeps storming towards Moana anyway. Maui drops his head down, because he can’twatch, he can’t watch Moana throw herself away for him, because she doesn’tdeserve this, he doesn’t deserve this, not since he’s been cold and rudeand an overall-

A soft hand gently touching his shoulder catches himso off-guard he flinches. When he finds the strength to look up, Moana’shovering over him, a hand placed gently on his shoulder.

“You okay?” She asks, and he’s so shocked, and thewords sound so foreign to him that it takes him a moment to realize she’stalking to him.

“Yeah” Maui breathes, and tries to push himselfupward again but fails. “B-but how did you-” he starts, but she shakes herhead, and picks up his hook from the ground next to her and shoves it into hischest.

“We gotta go,” she urges, and nudges her headtowards the cavern entrance.

Maui scrambles for a response, for a question, but beforehe can so as much open his mouth Moana tucks herself under his arm and places agentle hand on the small of his back and his throat closes up. And before he’seven halfway through processing that motion, Moana presses her side against hisand curls her other arm around his.

She could’ve run. There are about three or fourdifferent ways to escape out of Tamatoa’s cave, and Maui knows for a fact therewere at least two she could’ve run to after she escaped her little cave. Shecould’ve looked after herself, she could’ve ran, she could’ve abandoned himhere to face Tamatoa alone.

But she didn’t, and instead chose to supporthim. She’s pressed closely to his side, one arm slinging around his sideand the other around his arm. She slowly helps heft himself to his feet, andimmediately tightens her grip on him when he starts to stumble backwards alittle bit. Moana clicks her locket closed with the real heart inside, grinningmischievously up at him, and curls her arm even further as she guides him intothe geyser and back towards her canoe.

He knows, now, that Moana isn’t like the others.

He knows, now that Moana will never leave.