An explosion rocked the ship, splitting apart the metallic hull and ripping away the dull white coloring that coated it. Fires that erupted inside were quickly extinguished as all of the oxygen from the rooms beneath was sucked away.

"My Queen, Shuttle bays Two and Three hit and sealed off. Primary shields are at twenty-five percent."

Elsa rose from her chair, which stood in the center of the bridge, she walked several yards forward and placed her hands on her central control console. The blonde flexed her arm back stretching the fabric of her slick white and blue captain's uniform. Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the wreckage drifting around the ship she commanded.

She tapped at her console and the viewport flashed. An image of a blonde man wearing a light blue uniform with white stripes, covered in what appeared to be ash, popped into focus. He was currently running from console to console tapping different commands into each.

"Number One, what do our reactors look like?"

The man flinched as sparks shot out of one of the consoles. Elsa grimaced, she feared for him, but knew there was no time to ask him if he was hurt.

"Our Flash Reactors are still too hot, Elsa. Either cool them off or we're not jumping for another hour."

There was a pause as Elsa nodded and moved her hands to two small plates on either side of the central console and focused. Icy magic flowed through her and into the plates. It travelled through a stream of tubes into the reactors, quickly cooling them off.

"That'll do it, the reactors are ready. Now, what about Anna? We aren't jumping without her."

Elsa looked back up to the display. Meeting Elsa's eyes, the Commander stared into the camera that he knew was watching him currently.

"Of course not, Kristoff. You know me better than that."

He nodded and the display shut off revealing the debris field in front of the ship. Scanning the floating wreckage she spotted several enemy vessels and the large dreadnought-class ship that was currently attempting to merge them with the rest of the debris.

"Lieutenant, open a channel to the Princess now."

A colossal man hunched over a console that was far too small for him tapped on his screen.

"Ja, ma'am."

Once more the display flashed and an image of Anna appeared on the screen. Elsa immediately filled with fear. Anna's once-pristine white uniform was covered in tears and scorch marks. Red and black stained it in multiple places and a long crimson streak ran its way down the length of her arm.

Elsa whimpered her sister's name. Anna laughed.

"Els, it's alright, I'm fine. This is nothing."

"You're hurt."

"I've been hurt worse than this and you know it."

The elder sister shook her head and forced a smile. She loved Anna's optimism, but knew that it didn't change the truth of the situation.

"How close are you?"

"Ran into some trouble with the auto-sentries on the planet's surface so I had to disable them, I'll be exiting the planet's atmosphere any minute now. Elsa, how are things up there?"

Another larger explosion rocked the ship. The lights flickered out before a set of red emergency lights clicked on.

Elsa pivoted around.

"Report."

Commander Kristoff's voice crackled through a half-functional intercom.

"Primary power core hit. Engineering decks One and Three sealed off. We're running on minimal power and our engines aren't responding. Shields are at four percent. We only have enough power to sustain life support, keep the shields at what little power they're at, and operate the cannons."

"What about making a jump to Flash-Space?"

"The reactors are still operational, we can jump at any time."

Elsa nodded and turned back to the now dim display in front of her.

"Anna, you need to push it as fast as you can, our only option is to jump. I can buy you some time, but you have to hurry."

The Princess nodded and the display blinked away. The side of the dreadnought in the distance burned a bright orange. Elsa braced and barked a command.

"Ensign Olaf, divert all power from the firing batteries to the shields!"

"Yeeesss, ma'am, diverting power! Shields at forty-three percent."

The orange glow turned white and streams of high-energy mass were flung violently toward Queen Elsa's ship. Her vessel shook violently as the shields strained themselves to prevent the attack from tearing the ship in half.

The shields crackled and disappeared.

"Shield status."

"Is not good, ja? Our shields are down?"

"You've got that right, Lieutenant. Wow, this is looking bad, what are we gonna do?"

Elsa shot Olaf a glare before she inhaled quickly and released a sharp breath.

"Ensign, divert life support in all uninhabited decks to the shields."

The small pasty young officer with the large nose nodded and tapped at his keyboard a few times before spinning around in his chair.

"Shields at thirteen percent, but one more hit like that is going to tear right through them."

Elsa swore under her breath.

"Patch me through to Anna again."

The screen flashed and Anna appeared once more, her brow glazed with sweat.

"Anna, where are you?"

Elsa's voice must have sounded desperate as her younger sister's brow furrowed and the corners of her lips curled down.

"Exiting the atmosphere now, those auto-sentries must have had a back-up system; I've lost power to my cannons, so I'm not going to be able to blast through any debris."

She's not going to make it.

Elsa whined and her fists clenched. The temperature of the bridge dropped a couple of degrees.

"Tell the crew to evacuate all unnecessary decks. Get them to engineering and the crew quarters. We're shutting down life-support in all of the other decks in one minute."

The large man at the tiny console looked up.

"Are you sure?"

Elsa nodded and the Lieutenant gave the order.

"Elsa! You could end up killing a lot of people! I won't let you do this for me."

"Anna, you don't have a choice. This is my only option. I can't lose you."

The redhead looked into Elsa's eyes and nodded. The monitor snapped off.

"Thirty seconds, ma'am."

A familiar orange glow emanated from the dreadnought. The blonde's heart stopped. She had to decide now.

Either cut life support on all of the non-essential decks and kill everyone in them, but save my sister or make the jump now and save the lives of my crew, but kill my sister with the jump to Flash-Space.

Elsa closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself. She could feel tears brimming at the edges of her eyes and her throat felt constricted by the tight uniform.

In a choked voice she gave the order.