Hi, I'd like to say something before you guys start reading. The beginning is maybe a little dark, but believe me it was going to be much darker. Hans is not in this chapter yet. He will be fully introduced in the third chapter. It's probably going to a long fic, I have planned out at least 10 chapters yet. And they'll probably be around 2,5K each.

Character belong to Disney and Dreamworks. Except for a few filler in characters. Don't bother much about them

Enjoy

Edit: my friend beta'd for me :)

Chapter 1

It's all for Anna

She volunteered, Elsa remembered herself as she shivered, not from the cold but from her nervousness. She volunteered herself to be bait. For years she and her team were hunting for evidence and suspects. You see, several weeks ago young women started missing, and they suspect it's trafficking. According to the details, the women have one thing in common. They're all insecure and wish for a man to sweep them of their feet, making them perfect pray for the dealers. Whether they're Caucasian, Afro-America or Asian. Everyone wants to catch the organisation and place them behind bars. But they didn't know who they were, however they did know where they would lure the women. Central park. But they still didn't know the location of said business and Elsa suggested that she would pretend to be a woman that is desperate of attention.

Why? Her sister Anna has been taken a few years ago, after the death of their parents who perished in a plane crash. The younger girl was devastated and Elsa wasn't there to comfort her since she was finishing her study in Europe and just wanted to get as many attention a human being can receive. When Elsa got a call from the police, telling her that her little sister was missing, she was in a temporary shock. She snapped out of it and joined the FBI. As soon she went there she was being trained as agent and after that she placed on the case.

"Anything yet," she heard a female voice over her earpiece.

"Nothing yet," she muttered in her shawl were the listening device was hidden. "How do I know who I'm looking for, Ariel."

"Wade will send a photo soon."

"Roger that."

The twilight sun was cascading its last warm light over the emptying park as she sat on a bench, pretending to read the messages on her phone. Well not pretending, her colleague Jack sends her texts all the time and not just about work. He just texted her that he hooked up with a Scottish athlete. Shuddering in her thin leather jacket, opened over her blue tank-top that revealed some cleavage. Her phone buzzed in her hand as she received another message. However it wasn't Jack as she took a glance at the screen, it was Wade. He send her a photo of one of the men that usually is seen talking to the missing women. Tall, muscular, around the age of thirty. Not her type, but she's undercover, she has to pretend.

"Got the photo."

"Good, keep your eyes open," the woman on the other side of the line spoke. "Be careful, Elsa."

"I will," Elsa shuddered.

Eyes above her phone she scanned the park, looking for the particular face of the man. She turned off the screen of her phone and put it in her pocket. As her eyes scanned a final time over the park she saw him. In the corners of her eyes. Her heart sped up from nervousness. Breathing in and out in a rapid pace. Pretend to cry, she remembers. She fastened a choked sob in her throat, making a dry sound. Luckily the cold makes her sniffle a little and the wind made her eyes glassy. Elsa rubbed her eyes red, forming the appearance she wanted. As expected the man went to her. She acknowledged a fake concern in his eyes, any girl oblivious would fall for his friendliness. But Elsa knew better. He sat next to her, not against her but a little too close of her liking.

"What's wrong, dear," British, no wonder those girls fell for this guy.

"Something silly," she hiccupped, hoping it would sound realistic enough and sighed and looked at the darkening sky. "You know, I broke up with my long-time boyfriend."

Elsa heard the man tsk.

"He's an idiot for letting a girl like you go," he answered. "You're really pretty."

Elsa giggled a fake thank you, feeling sick in the stomach. She hated acting like a blonde bimbo.

"How about I treat you a beer," he offered, getting up on his feet, holding out his hand to reach her. "I think you'll need."

Elsa chuckled.

"I could drown down a whole bottle of vodka right now," she spat out the words, they simply rolled over her tongue.

She got off the bench, rubbing her crocodile tears away as he chuckled at her boldness, much to her annoyance. He guided her to his car telling her that he knows a nice place to grab a beer. The ride was unsettling her nerves, her stomach was twisting like she sat in a roller-coaster. Her heart banged against her ribs, he could be taken her into the business. It's all for Anna, she remembers herself. You went all to this end to find her. Elsa licked her dry lips, trying to get comfortable in the leather seat of the car. It didn't work, her bare legs stuck to leather due a thin layer of sweat on her pale skin.

"You okay, you look a bit pale," he looked at her from the mirror, eyes partly focused on the road.

She tried to focus on the scenery outside.

"I'm fine," she brushed a stray strand of platinum blond hair behind her ear. "Trying to forget he cheated on me."

"You can tell me later, dear," he steered to the left entering an area she didn't recognize. "We're almost there."

Elsa faked a smile to hide her nervousness as the man parked his car in front of a bar with colourful signboards. He got out the car and Elsa followed suit, opening the car door and getting out. Her bare legs still stuck to the leather. A small stinging pain focused on the underside of her legs as she ripped it away from the leather seat. She cursed under her breath as it kept stinging as she followed the man. As they entered the bar, the smell of food mixed with the powering smell of beer and sweat mixed with smoke. Elsa coughed in her palm as a wave of smoke blew in her face.

"The names Jason, if you want to know," the man wraps an arm around Elsa and flashes her a smirk. "Going to need to keep you close."

Elsa resisted the urge to roll her eyes and hold up the helpless girl act.

"Emma," she lied. "My name is Emma Whither."

"Suits you."

They sat down at the bar and Jason ordered a drink for her. Vodka. Like she said. It's watered down, but still she needs to focus. A trick she learned from Jack hit her brain, ice. So she asked the bartender for a few ice-cubes for her drink. Saying that she likes her drinks ice-cold. Still she took a sip of the strong alcoholic beverage to ease her nerves down.

"Is it your true hair-colour?" he took on of his own shots.

"Yes it is," she tried once again to get comfortable in the seat. But again it's leather. "My parents are from Norway."

"So I was right, a Scandinavian Beauty," he laughed.

Elsa wanted to cringe.

"You must be talking about my mother," she retorted taking another sip. "I'm American according to my birth certificate."

"So tell me about that foolish boyfriend of yours?" he laughed.

"We've been middle school sweet-hearts, tomorrow would be our ten years together. And then-" Elsa faked a sob and changing her voice livid manner. "I find him cheating on me with someone."

Elsa breathed out and licked her lips. Brushing her hand over her pale blond locks as the other gripped tight on the glass. She sniffed, bad decision though.

"I'm sorry," she breathed and jumped of the barstool. "I need to go the restroom."

Elsa left her third half-empty glass on the bar and shawl on the stool as she rushed to the restroom. Upon entering she heard noises in the back. Blocking the sounds in her mind she walked to the sink. Her hands made their way to the spigot and spun it open. Water streamed down into the cheap stone sink, the drain sucking down the water into the sewers down below the streets. Water splashes against the stone and on her hands. Elsa pulled her hands back and dried the droplets off on her shorts and took out her phone and texted Ariel.

"No, not yet-" she heard Ariel mumble over her ear piece. "Oh wait, yes. I hear mumbling…"

Spiking my drink with a date-drug, I guess, she texted back.

"Probably," Elsa could almost see Ariel grimace as he heard that tone. "But listen, don't drink it. Remember what you have to do."

"It's time for your acting skills to push the limits, Icy," she heard Jack joke.

Frostie, shut your trap, eyes rolled as her fingers typed on the keyboard of her phone.

She placed her phone in her pocket.

"Are people having sex there?" she heard Jack speak again. "I hear moan-"

"Shut up, Frost."

Elsa took out her phone again.

Stop arguing in my head, I need to focus.

Elsa walked back to the bar and sat back up in the barstool. A new glass of a clear drink is placed on the surface.

"Feeling better?" she heard her companion say.

Elsa smiled.

"Just dizzy," she grabbed the glass with the new containment and pretended to take a sip.

"Emma, how do you feel to get out of here?" Jason asked the blonde. "I feel you'd like some fresh air."

"Sure," Elsa nodded and proceeded to leave, grabbing her scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

"So where are we going?" Elsa felt a gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach. They have been driving for two hours now and are reaching the outskirts of the city.

"Trust me, we're almost there."

"Okay."

"Are you sure about this, Elsa?" Harold 'Hiccup' Horrendous Haddock asked her as he brought the needle close to her neck.

"Positive," Elsa exhaled out and she shut her eyes as the needle puncture her skin. "Everything for Anna."

"You really love her, don't you?" the kind words of young man asked her.

"I do," she breathed. "I'm willing to take every risk to hold her again."

A tear slipped over her cheek. Numbness took over in her neck.

"Okay, I'm going to put the chip in your neck now," she felt a larger needle prick the flesh of her skin. "You may crush Jacks hand even though you will barely feel it."

"Why didn't you choose to do this unconsciously," she heard Jack mutter in annoyance. "Why must I be doing this and not Ariel or Wade?"

"You were the only one available at the second, Jack," Hiccup responded.

Elsa shuddered as she felt the tiny microchip entered her neck and gripped Jacks hand tightly. Sad boy winced in pain, commenting the older woman of her strength.

"There it's over," Hiccup placed the syringe away and pressed things on the keyboard of his computer. A map appeared on the screen, showing their city. A red dot flashed above the place they are located.

"This is you," Hiccup pointed to the flicking red dot. "We'll keep track of you this way."

"Red dot, how cliché," she remarked at the screen and the corner of her mouth twitched upward.

This was not okay. They just got out of the car and he started dragging her to the building across the parking lot. It looked really frightening in the dark. A pale light flashed now and then from the windows. Some of those windows are boarded close. Unconsciously, Elsa reached out for her neck, the place where the chip is placed, and rubbed the spot. Before she knew it she was inside and guided inside a room. Not soon later she was pressed against the wall. It was a dark room, slightly lighted through the hallway.

She knew what'd going to happen, it happened before. She wanted to fight back, use every fighting skill she learned. But she couldn't.

Suddenly she felt like that young girl again that was getting beaten up by a group of girls in her sophomore year of high school. She never talked about it. She locked herself up in her room and shut the world out. Shut Anna out. Her biggest regret. She felt sick to the stomach that it happened again. Her ragged gasps and cries filled the air. She tried to oppress them. She really did.

A pain spread through her body as he hurled his fist in her stomach. Elsa gasped for air. Her face hurt. Everything hurt. She felt her own skin bruise and cut on impact. She bet it contrasted terribly against her pale skin.

Conceal, don't feel.

Don't let it show

She chanted the words in her head over and over. The remains of her clothes . She started crying as she rested against the wall, the cold didn't bother her anymore. The light is gone now, too. The door slammed shut and locked. An old tattered and dirty matrass lay in the corner in the room.

Her breathing started to fasten and panic filled her mind. She felt extremely dizzy. And felt pretty much a constant feeling out being out of body. She started to see snow, feeling like she started seeing her surroundings as though she was looking at them through a fuzzy TV screen. Her mind was locked shut, she couldn't think. She had to escape, this need pulled at her body. She felt like she was going to faint if she didn't get out of here.

Elsa tried to calm her breath, calm down her panic attack. It took her ten minutes to completely be out of it.

A buzzing sound in her right ear indicated she was getting a call from the office. Drained of all energy she reached a single finger to touch the tiny button.

"Elsa! They're coming your way right now! Just hang in there!" Hiccup said. "As soon it started Ariel and Jack ran off to get you."

She slumped her hand down. In the corners of her eye she spotted a figure lying. Motionless. Trying to gather the last bit of energy she picked up the shawl with the chip and limped to the figure. It was a girl, Elsa guessed sixteen seventeen years old. Immediately she fell on her knees next to the girl. She was bruised and beaten. A large deep laceration was located on her inner tight. And numerous times on her back, bleeding. She was blindfolded, gagged and tied down with the pulse. BDSM.

"Sick fucks,"Elsa frowned at the situation, forgetting about her own problems. She placed a finger on the girls neck and felt for a pulse. It's there. Elsa breathed out in relief.

"Hiccup, are there medical forces coming with them," Elsa untied the girls arms, red marks stained the girls wrists.

"Ah yes, I believe so."

"There is a girl dying here," Elsa ungagged the girl. "She needs medical attention as soon as possible."

The girl spluttered once her mouth was free, but remained unconscious.

"They'll be there at dawn."