Chapter 1: Anna's Death
Elsa got up. "Anna!" she screamed. She saw her sister, frozen. She did this. She knew she did. Trembling, she walked over to her sister. "Anna?" she said "No… please…" She started crying, and grabbed her sister. Maybe she'll come back… Elsa waited. Nothing happened. "Anna?" Olaf said. She kept crying and crying. "It's okay, Elsa." Kristoff told her. "It's going to be fine." Elsa looked at him, tears pouring from her eyes. "It won't…" she said Kristoff looked at her, and then at Anna. "Now what?" he asked, tearing up. Elsa shook her head and backed away. She couldn't help it. She couldn't let go of everything so easily this time. She needed to get her sister back. But what could she do?
Hans got up, and laughed. "Now what, Queen?" Elsa looked at him. "How could you?" She blasted her magic at him, but she missed. "Why don't you give up already?" he said. "You'll be easy to take out. Just as easy as it was to kill your sister." Hans walked up to Anna, and sliced the head off of the frozen statue. Olaf looked at Anna and started to cry.
Elsa looked at the head of her sister. It was nothing but ice. Her sister was nothing but ice. And it was all her fault. But now, she would never come back. There was nothing she could do anymore. Crying harder this time, she picked up the ball of ice. She looked at her sister's expression. Anna loved her. After never talking to each other for their entire lives, she did so much. For her. She let the tears pour out harder this time. "You monster!" she yelled at Hans. "Look what you've done!" Hans chuckled. "Oh, Elsa," he said. "Look what you've done." She blasted her ice magic again, this time it hit him in the leg. He shivered. "That won't hurt me," he said. "It's just ice." Elsa started to cast more ice at him, crying, but fell to the ground. She couldn't handle this. She picked up her sister once more. "Yes, I want to build a snowman…" she said softly. "I'm sorry I never told you. I died inside, Anna. I always wanted to come out. I always wanted to play. But I had to protect you. And now, because of me, you're dead… I didn't protect you enough… From me..."
Kristoff got up, and punched Hans. "Do you know what you did?!" he yelled at him. "You killed the only woman I'll ever love!" He punched him again, letting his tears flow out of his eyes, this time. "It's not Elsa's fault! You drove Anna to this! You bastard!" He punched him once more, and dropped him. Kristoff helped Elsa up. "Come on, we should get back into the castl-" he paused. "Is the snow… melting?" Olaf walked up to Anna, and started to melt. Elsa fixed him, and made sure he wouldn't. But she couldn't hold her tears back. "Wait." She told Kristoff. "There's something I need to do." She walked over to Hans and cast ice shards under him. They impaled him until he bled to death. "This is what you get for killing my sister!" she yelled, crying harder. She grabbed Kristoff's shoulder and made her way to the castle. Olaf followed. Behind them, Anna melted into water.
Elsa went under the blankets in her bed. For once, the cold bothered her. Olaf came in, and handed her some hot chocolate. "Here," he said. "This will help." Elsa sipped the warm drink. "Th-thank y-you." She said, crying. Elsa picked up the book she'd been reading and relaxed, letting herself get consumed in a fictional world.
Kristoff walked in. "Hey," he said. "Summer is back." Elsa looked out her window. "Oh…" she said and continued her book. "Are we gonna have a funeral?" Kristoff asked. "For Anna…" Elsa just kept reading. "I don't know." She said after a while. "What do we bury?" Elsa started crying again. "It's okay," Kristoff told Elsa. "It will get better."
Elsa ignored Kristoff and kept reading. Kristoff sighed, and walked to Anna's room. He found a diary. Elsa still won't come out and I've tried everything! I wish she would play with me, but I don't know why she won't… Kristoff started to tear up again. He saw a picture of Elsa in her bedroom with a note taped to it. I've started talking to the pictures on the walls. Kristoff started bawling at this point. He saw pictures of Anna. She was so beautiful. He heard someone walk into the room, and quickly wiped the tears from his eyes. It was just Elsa. "Hey," he said. Elsa looked at her feet. "Hi." She said. "We are supposed to set up the funeral today. It's early, but I think we should get it over with." Kristoff nodded, and followed Elsa out into the hall.