Peril of Arendelle
Sisters on the frontline
Authors note: This will be my second Elsanna fan fic. My other one, sister play, will soon be ending so I figure I'd start up another one. What makes this one different is it will be a sci fi fan fic and delve on a more futuristic level. I hope you enjoy.
CH.1: Prison of ice
Stepping out of a hovercraft was man escorting a prisoner with a bag over their head. Poking their back with an electrical prod he was quite gruff, not really caring how much voltage went up their spine. On the snowy landscape of Royaldelle, neighboring nation to Arendelle it held the second strongest military around. The guard happened to work for the Emperor, a man of such importance that he rivaled the Queen.
"Don't put up such a struggle...pick up the pace!" The guard jabbed them again and watched as they fell to their knees. Rolling his eyes in his dark mask he reaches down and hoists them to their feet. Kicking them along he spots their destination up ahead, a snow cased prison for which none have ever escaped.
Royaldelle was currently at war with Arendelle over a matter of, well, a matter of heart one could say. The Emperor, then a man of respect went there of his own accord to strike a deal, only to have it thrown back at his face. His words struck a chord within each individual and soon he rose to power, seeing fit to erase Arendelle for its wrongness. While the guard himself saw reason to his cause, he also disliked it for it would ruin the peace between the nations that had been held for centuries since the original king and queen of Arendelle presided.
Shooting over them were the royal aircraft, each one carrying enough fire power to level a block or two. The Emperor only used them to patrol the skies, not to use in lethal force, lest pushed. The guard went to open the door and shoved his prisoner inside, a swinging light cast little light inside. Though what could be shown was a cell with ice walls, and a high domed ceiling with barely enough room at top to see outside.
"Try and behave yourself...the Emperor has said you were to not be harmed-."
"Argh!" The prisoner threw themself at the guard and received a backhand blow to their face as the guard lashed out.
"See what you made me do...here lets take off your bag." He lifted the bag revealing a face of a young girl, her strawberry blond hair hanging in bangs before her face, a blood trail leading down from her lip and a bruise forming on her eye.
"I will never have anything to do with your Emperor! I demand you let me speak to the Queen of Arendelle!" She spat out blood as she struggled against the bindings holding her wrists in place.
"Relax Princess...in time perhaps, but if I don't see any attitude improvement, you'll be lucky to get outside." The guard sneered.
"Don't you see what the Emperor is doing to the land? He has created a war, and why, all cause of what went down that day-."
"Princess...if your sister had not stepped in...there wouldn't have been a war. Conserve your energy...you will need it in the coming days." The guard went to close the door and as he saw her charge again he couldn't control himself.
Anna charged but soon found the back end of the rod meet her stomach. Coughing out she fell to her knees and saw stars before her vision.
"Sleep tight Princess Anna." The guard closed the door and shook his head. Approaching the hovercraft he boarded it and ran a hand over his face.
"Did the prisoner put up a fight?" The pilot asked.
"She has spirit, I will give her that, but why the Emperor wanted her to be his remains to be seen." He sighed as he sat back and looked back at the prison. The door had closed and he could not see her anymore.
"What exactly happened that day anyway?" The pilot asked as he plotted a course back to the castle.
Anna began to cry as she laid curled in a fetal position. What light poured into her room she reached out for. If only she had listened to her sister, she would never be in this position. Feeling herself lose consciousness it all flooded back...
Authors note: Apologies on starting off so far ahead, but, like most television or movies it is this point where the heroine is hurting the most. We all reach that point where we look back and wonder, reflect, this is what Anna is doing. I know it maybe tough to read, but, it serves a focal point to where I'm going with this. I hope you stay tuned for the rest.