Hello everybody! So this story is actually from a role play that a good friend and I have been working on and we are still currently doing this. We go back and forth daily on Tumblr so if you would actually like to see what we are doing please go check out/follow: thewolfenred and hermajestythesnowqueen. She has given me permission to turn our RP into a full-fledged fanfiction so there are more gory details in this then there are in the actual RP.

In this story, hermajestythesnowqueen is playing as Queen Elsa. And I, thewolfenred am playing the character Alu. She is of my own creation and she is supposed to be based off of me in many ways. Some ways, obviously not, but you get the picture. So the format will be in POV's. So we both really hope that you enjoy this story, it comes from the heart and we try to stay true to our characters.

(Elsa)

Such an evening was one to prepare for; it deserved attention to detail, heightened fashion sense, and vast preparation. Elsa's staff had been at work weeks in advance; taking note of the menus and outfit plans, and everyone had been busy making masks and putting together the final touches on their gowns.

Now, at last, the night had finally arrived. Fastelavnssøndag, or as the French called it, Mardi Gras; a celebration both Elsa and her sister had been looking forward to for some time, as it gave a perfect excuse to throw a party. More specifically, a ball. And even more specific than that, a masquerade ball, the Snow Queen's personal favorite.

She'd adorned herself that evening with intricacy in all of her features. Her mask of choice had been that of a dragon, sleek in build and the color of sharp blue ice. It was beaded, building upon the mask of the beast a heavy brow, harboring hidden snowflake designs in the scales and extending a snout that tipped down over Elsa's own nose, leaving her only exposed facial features to be her December blue eyes and her soft lips.

Matching it in suit was her dress; the gown that made up for the little exposure her face received. It the spirit of the almost indecent celebratory season, she had chosen a low necked dress, tight fitting at the top and fanning out at the base, with blue weaving's upon all black fabric. They crafted swirls and crazed spirals, entrancing those who gazed on for too long and catching the eye of those who might have missed. The skirt contained a slit on the left side and would more often than not reveal the Queen's daunting, slim ballroom heels.

Last but not least, to top off the look, was the style of her platinum blonde hair. She'd let it out of its normal, one strand braid and let it hand loose, revealing its full length and thickness as it hung well past her shoulders, though pulled to the front to show as to show the delicate weaving that had been done. Small braids, frosted into patterns and twisted into designs, were scattered across her entire scalp and extended to the base of her neck. Beads of ebony were visible in the locks as well; complimenting the dress and making Elsa look more like a goddess than a mortal.

Yes, she had prepared for tonight extensively. She was thrilled to the bone to dance around the ball in secret, with no guards or personal worrying over her well-being. She was a stranger that evening, like everyone else.

(Alu)

Such an evening indeed, the details were there, the dress code enforced, and preparation exceeded weeks in advanced. Tonight was the night; it was time for Queen Elsa of Arendelle to fall. Weeks beforehand, the Duke of Weselton came to their headquarters begging for them to kill Elsa. A young but accomplished assassin, Alu had been chosen for the job. Alu had to travel from deep Germany through the Norwegian Sea to Arendelle. Fastelavnssøndag, the largest and most celebrated party of the year was happening; a masquerade ball. It was going to be a long night.

Alu's outfit had been made especially for this occasion. Assassin robes sewn with brilliant gold's and screaming reds on a canvas of white. Her hood was adorned with the same colors as well. It fit snug to her curvaceous body. The costume was in fact, a dress. Her hood came down to her shoulders and branched out into long silken sleeves. Her cleavage was brilliantly exposed to the open, although she disliked being revealed so scandalously. Her breasts were pushed up by her outer leather corset; which also acted as her bodice armor. The layer of leather was cut with intricate carvings of scales all around it.

The dress was cut precariously; there was a large cut down the right of her leg. It completely exposed her legs, just shy of her groin. So when she could walk or dance, the hem of the dress would fan out beautifully to expose her long legs. A majority of her legs were covered up by her high leather boots that stopped about mid-thigh. The rest of her legs were sheathed with sexy white fishnets that were held up with white garter straps that trailed up and underneath the dress. The straps lined down the middle of her thighs. It was sexy; Alu's mask was that of a golden dragon. Dragonesque features blazed across the mask. The design swept across the front of her face from eye to eye. It pointed slightly at her nose like a dragon would.

Her dark brown eyes peered out from behind her mask, and her thick, long brown hair was curled beautifully around her shoulders. Blood red lipstick stained her lips. Alu tucked and tightened her spring loaded hidden blades underneath her sleeves, and tucked throwing knives into her boots and in hidden pockets on her tight trousers. Alu dreaded killing women, let alone a Queen. But the handsome amount the Duke promised was too tempting to pass up. Alu hoped that it would be an easy hit; she hoped she would find her immediately in her overly adorned gown. Queen's always make themselves obvious don't they? Alu gave herself a final once over before placing her mask on her pale face.

(Elsa)

The clock in the ballroom was moments away from striking nine. Elsa and her sister, the only guest she would recognize that evening, were anxiously awaiting for the ballroom doors to open so the guests would come flooding in and they would have a chance to blend with the massive crowd. They were, momentarily, standing on either side of the doorway, so the moment guests entered they could just merge.

"This is so exciting!" The younger of the sisters squealed, jostling her while and gold gown and butterfly themed mask of a similar tint. Elsa grinned and lifted a finger to her lips, signaling to Anna to be a little quieter so she didn't give them away, but agreeing nonetheless. "I know!" she whispered back, "But don't spoil the surpri-"

She was interrupted as the great grandfather clock struck nine, at last! With a wide grin, the Queen nodded to Kai, who was stationed at the doors and ready to let the wild audience, undoubtedly equally ecstatic about the time, into the ballroom. Seeing Elsa's gesture, he nodded back and thrust opened the doors.

Instantly, the people washed inside like a wave, and Elsa and Anna slid in unnoticed. They blended perfectly with the unrecognizable crowd, as everyone else had turned from human to creature, just like them.

As a band struck up a tune and excited clamor broke out among every guest, Elsa whisked herself off, ready to enjoy the festivities and perhaps steal herself a dance partner.

So we hope that you have enjoyed the first chapter to this rather long story. Please expect many more to follow soon! :D