"Hurry UP, Elsa! You said that you'd be ready by now. Can you believe this; you're even later than me! I've been ready since last night; I -"

Anna turned the corner and looked through Elsa's doorway to see her sister completely asleep on her large QUEEN-sized bed. Elsa's nose twitched a little in her slumber.

"Awww," Anna muttered to herself. I love you, Elsa 3 She gently pulled the blanket over her sister. "I guess I can wait however long you need me to."

OFF TO THE SIDE

A DARK FIGURE LOOMS IN THE SHADOWS

SLOWLY IT EMERGES AND PLACES A HUGE HAND ON ANNA'S SHOULDER

ANNA CRIES OUT, STARTLED

"Woah, woah, woah. You okay, there?" Kristoff smiles down at his bride-to-be.

"Oh my gosh, Kristoff, you scared me! Don't sneak up on me like that," Anna laughed, playfully smacking him on the shoulder.

"Wh-wha?" Elsa mumbled, slowly waking up.

"Oh no, we woke up Elsa," Anna said. As the younger sister rushed around Elsa's room, packing up her clothes and bringing her a hairbrush, Kristoff watched and appreciated the affection they had for each other. If only I had someone like that.

"Okay, we're ready!"

Elsa yawned. "I'm sorry about earlier, Anna. I've just been so busy lately."

"It's okay, Elsa. We're going on a vacation anyway. Now you can finally relax." Anna beamed up at her big sister.

"Here, let me get that for you." Kristoff took the suitcases that both the girls were carrying to load them onto the large boat that had been prepared for them.

"Thanks, Kristoff," Elsa smiled, regal and beautiful.

"Thanks," Anna said, kissing him gently on the cheek.

His skin tingled where Anna's lips had touched, and he cheerfully carried the luggage to the girls' shared room on the boat.

For hours, Kristoff sat, reclined on the deck of the boat, listening to Anna chatter endlessly with Elsa about how beautiful the ocean was and how excited she was to be vacationing in Corona. They hadn't been back there yet, not since the incident, and the girls were very excited to be seeing their family, healthy and restored to the throne.

Kristoff was glad to be going with them. As the head of the new military of Arendelle, he'd had quite a chunk of work to do as well, and it had really taken a toll on him. Every night he climbed into bed exhausted. His only breaks were taken to see Anna and take naps. As he looked out over the quiet ocean, waves knocking against their boat, he knew that soon everything would be somehow more peaceful.

Kristoff woke to the sound of screaming. "What the-"

"Kristoff, Kristoff, come help! Elsa's hurt…"

He hurried toward the sound of Anna's voice. Turning the corner, he found Elsa lying on the floor with Anna by her side, a pool of blood surrounding them.

"Wh-what happene-" but before Kristoff could even finish his sentence, Anna was talking quickly, telling him what happened.

"Someone attacked her. Someone just came up to us in some small boat and, and they harpooned her. I don't undrestand why. Why would this happen?"

"I-it's okay, Anna. I'm okay. Don't worry." Elsa weakly reassured her sister.

Anna bit her lip as she tried to stop the tears from falling. "Oh, Elsa," she whispered.

"We have to get her back on land, to a doctor or something." Kristoff hurried to the ship's captain to give him instructions.

Elsa smiled up sadly at Anna. "When you run the kingdom, I want you to remember-"

"No, Elsa," Anna cried. "Don't say that kind of stuff. Don't say that like you're going to leave me."

"Anna-"

Suddenly the whole ship shook violently, throwing Anna to the side. The jolt caused Elsa to fall slightly to her left, wrenching the harpoon in painful directions in her stomach. She tried her hardest to stifle any signs of her pain, but couldn't stop herself from letting out a quiet whimper.

"Elsa," Anna said, tears streaming down her face. Her head was starting to bleed from where she'd knocked against the ship's railing.

"Hurry," Kristoff called, running toward the girls. He bent down and gently scooped Elsa up in his arms as Anna used the rail to stand up. They rushed into the body of the ship, and Kristoff laid Elsa gently on her bed.

"Rest here, Elsa. I'm going to get out there and see what I can do. Anna, stay here. Keep her company."

"There, there has to be something that we can do." Anna looked around the room for anything to use as first aid materials.

"Anna, it's okay. I just want you to be safe." Elsa winced in pain, and Anna pretended she didn't notice.

"I'm going out there then. To fight with Kristoff. Even if I can't save you," Anna sniffled, "I will kill those people who hurt you!"

"Anna, Anna! Be careful," Elsa called after her. She looked to her wound, a harpoon piercing her gut. "I-I have to stop the bleeding." She used a tendril of ice from her finger to freeze the metal of the harpoon and break off the excess length. Then she froze the entire rod. She felt the chill pierce her insides. Slowly, painfully, she began pulling out the harpoon from her back, careful to avoid its sharp points.

Meanwhile on the surface of the boat, Anna finally got a good look at their assailants. "O-our own guards?" Anna said to herself, baffled.

"That's right, Anna." Kristoff loomed up behind Anna.

"Kristoff, what are you doing? Stop them! Don't they know that they're attacking their own Queen?"

"Oh, they know. They work for me, remember Anna?"

"Wh-what are you saying?"

Kristoff just smiled at her.

"You can't mean that…" Kristoff walked toward her, pulling her into his arms. "N-no, NO. You, you did this?! You did this? To my sister?"

"Please, Anna, all she's ever done is put this kingdom at risk. Put everything at risk. Put you at risk."

Anna struggled against Kristoff's arms, fighting to get loose. "How could you do this to us?"

"I'm saving you Anna. I'm saving us."

"What?"

"I don't see how you can love her, Anna. I don't understand. After all the pain she's put you through. After she's hurt you so much. How?"

Anna looked up Kristoff's eyes, which were brimming with tears. "Kristoff. She's my sister. Of course I love her. Don't you understand?"

Kristoff's mind travelled back in time, to the family that had abandoned him, to the only creatures he came to know and trust: his reindeer and a pile of rocks.

"No," he said bluntly. "I don't understand."

In a fit of rage, Anna drove her knee upward, right into Kristoff's groin. He staggered backward, doubled over in pain, and Anna took the opportunity to withdraw a dagger she always kept hidden in her right boot. She swiped with it at Kristoff left arm. His body snapped upward in shock at the pain.

"Anna," he said, grasping his bleeding tricep.

In the second that it took Kristoff to bend upright, Anna lunged forward and stabbed him in the stomach. "Don't say my name," she huffed as she twisted the dagger inside him. "I told Elsa I would avenge her." She pulled the weapon out swiftly, ignoring the blood that sprung onto her dress. "I can now consider her avenged." She stared coldly down at Kristoff as he fell to his knees and then his side, gripping his midsection and fighting to keep his intestines inside himself.

"Anna…"

"Shut up," Anna said, turning away. Kristoff watched her braids lift up in the air and knock against her shoulder in that swift motion, and then he let the sky turn into darkness.

Anna. Anna I love you. I need you. I just want you to be with me. Anna.

Elsa lay on her drenched bed, gasping in exhaustion and pain. She used another tendril of icy air to stop the bleeding and sighed at the soothing feeling of the coolness. I have to get out of here. I have to find Anna and Kristoff. She rolled off the bed, falling painfully onto her elbows and knees onto the floor. She knelt there for a moment, panting, then started crawling toward the side-table. She used the knobs on the drawers to pull herself up, then used the tabletop to stand upright. Gripping her middle, she leaned against the wall and staggered to the stairs.

Almost there.

As Elsa reached the base of the stairs, water gushed against the open door, flinging it even out wider. Wh-what?! She limped up the stairs as fast as she could, breathing harder than she ever had before. I have to get to Anna. She's in danger.She reached the top of the stairs just as the water reached her waist level. She screamed in pain as saltwater seeped into her wound, spreading into her insides. I have to get to Anna. Pushing through the water, she suddenly met with a heavy object. Her eyes widened in shock and disgust.

K-Kristoff?! Why is he-

Finding herself too weak to scream, Elsa pressed on, searching for any sign of Anna. She can't be dead. She can't be. She reached the railing in time to see Anna, riding away on one of the attackers ships. What? Why is she with them? Why is she…? Her eyes frantically darted to look at Kristoff's floating body, and she was certain that if she still had any insides left, that she would have thrown them up at that moment. Anna had done this. Anna had hired someone to kill her, with a harpoon for goodness's sake, and then, she had stabbed her own fiance. She had no idea what could have made her sister this way, but her mind could barely handle anymore. In one final scream of agony, Elsa's whole body exploded in a cloud of ice and wintry suffering. Her own sister had planned to kill her, and without even finishing the job, left her on a ship to sink to the depths of the ocean. And the worst part was that she had pretended to care for her. She had promised to avenge her, to help Kristoff, and instead she'd done this. Again, Kristoff's lifeless body flashed through her mind. N-no. This can't be how life is. This can't be the world that I'm in. In a final eruption of icicles, Elsa let herself fall, sinking down with the ship to the bottom of the ocean.

As Anna rode away, a knife at the back of one of her "guards", she heard a sudden commotion from behind. Could it be? She turned to see Elsa, clinging onto the railing of the ship, a look of horror and disbelief on her face. I have to go back. I have to save her.

"Guard," she started, but a sudden chill in the air interrupted her. She turned to see Elsa exploding in a fit of ice and frustration. Wh-what was going on? Suddenly an icicle flew out toward her, narrowly missing her and instead stabbing the guard to her left, who had been quietly creeping up on her while she was distracted. Amazing. Even when Elsa has no idea what she's doing, she's protecting me somehow. Prodding the guard with her dagger to go back toward the sinking ship, Anna watched as her sister disappeared into the ocean, unable to help her.

"I-I sank that ship," Anna murmured to herself.

"Yes, you did, Princess," the Guard steering the ship growled at her. Still staring emptily at where their ship had been, Anna numbly thrust the dagger into the guard's kidney and then pushed him aside. She stared down at the water. Nothing. Elsa was really gone.

For the first time in her life, Anna was completely and utterly alone. She thought she'd experienced loneliness before, but never, ever had anything made her felt nothing at all like this. She'd killed her own sister. And it only made it worse when the remnants of Elsa's snowstorm fell from the sky, gently landing onto her shoulder and hair. That's when she started to cry.