Day 1's prompt is "Monster"

Disclaimer: Frozen belongs to Disney

Day 1: Monster

Hans sneered evilly at Elsa, not a single hint of remorse flashed through his green eyes which gleamed murderously.

"Oh, my foolish queen!" he spat out her title venomously. "You did everything perfectly except for one fatal error— you trusted me."

Elsa glared at Hans angrily, and yet she tried desperately to find the man that won over her trust and captured her heart, not this monster who trampled on them mercilessly.

Elsa's anguished gaze flickered towards the frozen block of ice which contained Kristoff and Anna's frozen bodies. Their hearts weren't frozen, but it was still Elsa's error that they were in their current disposition. Kristoff had his arms wrapped protectively around Anna, as though he was holding back the princess who's arms were outstretched, hands reaching out and her mouth opened as if to shout, "No!"

Hans had redirected her her spell which was meant for him, before restraining her and creating a circle of fire around them that stopped the guards from coming closer.

The auburn haired prince turned away from Elsa and walked towards Kristoff and Anna, he stood there with his back against Elsa, silent and contemplating, then fire suddenly came alive on his hands, dancing a menacing dance that promised death and anguish. He reached forward, the flames licked the block of ice—

"No!" Elsa shouted, but with the restraints Hans placed on her, reinforced with his flame spell, she was powerless and could not break free.

Elsa frowned, concentrating against her restraints, the ice continued to melt, and the more it melted, the more Hans stepped away, keeping his fire burning but it didn't look like his purpose were to burn the two frozen victims.

When the ice had completely melted, and Kristoff and Anna fell down on the snow covered ground, weak but alive, Hans laughed manically, then he turned around and started walking back to Elsa.

The princess and the mountain man lying on the ground, weak, they looked up and saw Hans smirked, an unreadable expression flashed in his eyes. As he turned around, with his head down, and his messy hair covering his eyes, nobody noticed the brief moment his smirk turned into a sad smile.

Now I must finish this.

Hans looked up, greens eyes bearing into Elsa's soul penetratingly with his cruel glare and sadistic grin. "Now everybody will see the end of your fairytale, snow queen," Hans said, his both his arms were covered in wild fire. "I will reign in my triumph!"

Elsa concentrated on breaking the restraints, her ice battled with Hans's flame spell relentlessly, until finally, when Hans was close enough and about to strike her, the metal restraints broke sending ice and metal fragments flying in the air.

"Queen Elsa! Know that this is my vic—" The moment Hans struck, Elsa's ice sprang from the ground as deadly spikes, piercing Hans's body. His fire dissipated completely.

"This is my victory," Hans laughed weakly, then he coughed up blood. He did what he had to, and he succeeded.

For once,he thought, I did not fail in what I hoped to achieve.

But what did he hope to achieve anyway?

"Hans," Elsa said softly, her voice was strained. "Why?"

"Because someone like me can never be redeemed or accepted," he said in a weak voice."Live Elsa, and be free from my accursed existence."

Tears started welling from Elsa's eyes. She reached forward, hands gently trailing along Hans jaw.

His fire, which gave him the ability to heal quickly, kept Hans at the edge of his life, teetering dangerously between life and death, with the last of his strength, he lifted his arm and touched Elsa's cheek affectionately, "Do not let them see your tears, my beloved queen."

Hans smiled, his arms dropped limply to his side.

Elsa smiled, it was small almost unnoticeable, in return, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall.

Let the devil be condemned, and the angel uplifted.

"Elsa," Hans said her name lovingly. It was such a cruel thing, fate, it was always cruel to them. Always.

For that is their fate.

"I love y..." it was a painful and unfair way to die. His flame finally lost the battle, and death claimed him, leaving him unable to finish his sentence.

Elsa was quiet, stoic, she was unaware of the guards walking towards her, she didn't notice Anna's arms going around her, or Kristoff pulling them away. Her tears did not fall, and her heart slowly crept with ice, wishing and unable to cease beating.

That is our fate.

"We all trusted him, Elsa, but we should have known that monster can never love," she heard a voice say, but it was muddled to her. Was it Anna? Kristoff? "He can only pretend."

Oh, but he did love her, and she knew that deep in her heart, the fallen prince really did love her. He loved her enough to sacrifice himself, making her look like the hero by slaying the beast, allowing her to redeem herself in the eyes of her people and gain their sympathy by destroying the villain who had supposedly preyed on her heart.

And she loved him just as much, if not more.

But if he were a monster, and his love were just pretend, then her heart was made of ice for she never loved as well.

So someone at tumblr dedicated a week to Iceburns, it started yesterday and it will end on April 6.

I figured I'd go along and write my own stories based on the prompts.

(And yes, I got the three sentences in boldface up there from my first one-shot, "Prince in the Dungeons"