Warnings: AU/Crossover, sight OOC Elsa—for now….also language and violence

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from these movies/TV show. I just write about them.

Chapter 1: Winter's Chill

Aurora was beginning to regret her decision to walk home. As the wind stung her face and the below freezing temperature numbed her entire body, she wondered what had compelled her to do something so thoughtless. Oh right. The blonde grit her teeth at the memory as she continued to trudge down the snow covered sidewalk. Her boyfriend Phillip had proposed to her out of the blue only a few months into their relationship. To make matters worse, he hadn't even given her the chance to answer before he added that it was her father's idea. For as long as Aurora could remember, her father had always been controlling and over bearing, but when he had finally allowed her to start dating Aurora thought that he had changed. She should have known that it was only a trick- all along he had a plan. He had introduced her to Phillip after all, but she had been too hopeful, too naïve to realize what was going on.

The blonde paused suddenly looking around the empty streets. It was dead quiet and she knew that she wasn't supposed to be walking alone at night-especially downtown. The few street lamps that lined the sidewalk left a majority of Aurora's path unlit. She hadn't walked through this neighborhood enough to know which way was fastest, and she found herself panicking. Picking up the pace, Aurora muttered a curse under her breath as she continued through the abandoned streets. She refused to go back and it wasn't until she looked to see what time it was that she realized her phone was dead. The blonde kept her head down as she sped past the rundown buildings. Her heart was beating fast and the sound thundered in her ears as she turned down a street she finally recognized. Aurora sighed in relief but she stopped mid stride when she heard what sounded like a scream. She spun around looking into the darkness she had just come from, but nothing had changed. Her mind was screaming at her to leave, that something terrible was about to happen, but her body wouldn't listen. Aurora stood frozen in fear as she waited for something, anything.

Before she knew it, Aurora was running back across the street. Another scream, this time louder had sounded from not too far away. Aurora didn't think twice as she raced down an alley following the muffled voices that grew louder with each step.

"P-please, I don't know anything!"

Another pained screamed accompanied by the sound of shattering glass.

"You're lying."

Aurora stopped cold her breath catching in the back of her throat as she took in the sight before her. There was a man pinned against a wall his entire body encased in ice save for his head. He was missing a hand which Aurora assumed had been broken to bits, and he was crying and begging for mercy. Aurora was surprised to see that his captor was a woman not much older than she was. The blonde's expression was murderous as she glared at the incoherent man. It was clear to Aurora that the woman was growing impatient, but as she watched the blonde she couldn't help but wonder how she wasn't freezing. The platinum blonde was seconds away from murdering someone and all Aurora could worry about was her outfit. She was wearing nothing heavier than a long sleeve shirt, but the cold didn't seem to bother her as she took a step closer to the trapped man. He fell silent as the blonde eyed him trying to decide whether or not he was worth any more of her time. The man looked surprised when the woman simply sighed before shooting him a questioning look.

"Tell me, who hired you?" The man's eyes went wide with fear and Aurora saw him stiffen. He stayed silent but it was all that the blonde needed to hear. She smiled raising an eyebrow curiously.

"Was it Moor?"

The man didn't get a chance to reply before the blonde waved a hand in his direction. Aurora didn't understand the dismissive gesture, but as the blonde turned to leave the ice that surrounded him began to travel up his neck covering him completely. His screams were short-lived as the blonde spun around and kicked at the ice smashing it completely. The pieces dropped to the ground disappearing among the snow. Aurora didn't realize that she had made a sound until the blonde turned in her direction a small smile gracing her lips.

Aurora ducked but it was too late she had already been seen. Her chest tightened as she began to panic-she was going to die. Aurora took a step back only to have the woman follow her eyeing her curiously. As if reading her thoughts the older blonde laughed only causing Aurora to grow more panicked. She continued to back up until she hit the wall, but by the time she noticed the blonde was right in front of her.

"Curious one aren't you?"

Aurora opened her mouth to speak but no words came out, and for the second time that night her body refused to cooperate. She froze as she locked eyes with the blonde, the older woman's blue eyes looking deep into her own. It wasn't until now that that Aurora really took in the other woman's appearance. She was about her height maybe a little shorter, and her long hair was braided and swept to the side. She looked so young…well older than Aurora, but not old enough to kill like it was nothing. Aurora's gaze darted down the alley looking for an escape before turning back to the blonde in defeat. Aurora was confused to see that the older woman looked offended by this action, but she let it go as the blonde spoke up again.

"So, how much did you see?"

Aurora couldn't help but be distracted by the ice that had already started to creep up the wall behind her. She flinched trying to move away from it but the blonde was standing right in front of her. Aurora fidgeted nervously before she finally managed to speak. Her words were no more than a whisper, but the other woman heard her clearly frowning slightly.

"You killed him…"

The blonde looked behind her to the scene as if she didn't recall doing such a thing only moments ago. She sighed before turning back her eyes narrowing.

"So too much."

Aurora's breath hitched as the ice forming behind her began to cover her legs in a thin layer of frost. She was about to be trapped unless she did something fast, but her feeling of dread was overpowered by her growing curiosity. "But why?" The other blonde seemed to think that it was strange as well. Of all the things to question as she was about to die, this was not what either of them had been expecting, but the older woman decided to humor her nevertheless. She smiled thoughtfully before distancing herself from the blonde.

"I suppose I can tell you since you won't have any use for this information soon…" The older woman trailed off as she considered her words carefully. She opened her mouth to speak but paused suddenly and looked around curiously. Aurora was about to question this but the blonde had turned her attention back to her before she got the chance.

"That man was hired by my enemy to figure out how to kill me." The blonde's bluntness caught Aurora off guard and rendered her temporarily speechless. Your enemy? The blonde suddenly remembered the name that the other woman had mentioned earlier, but it appeared that they were finished talking. The blonde raised a hand shooting the other woman a glare.

"Alright, enough stalling, time t-"The blonde was cut off as something flew in front of her, pecking madly at her face. What was that, a bird? Aurora watched dumbstruck as the other blonde yelled and swatted at the cawing bird that was flying around her head. Ice was flying from the blonde's hands but it kept missing the bird by a hair as it continued to flap around. Aurora gasped as she was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pulled away from the ruckus. She allowed herself to be led out of the alley until she saw a car waiting for them. She stopped in her tracks clearly frustrating her rescuer as she protested.

"W-wait, what? Where are we going?" The bewildered blonde just looked to the taller figure expectantly. She had already started to pull her towards the car before she answered, but once she did Aurora didn't argue.

"Arendelle is going to come after you, and if you want to live you better come with me."

Aurora had been sitting in silence for almost an hour before she finally gathered the courage to speak. Her rescuer was staring straight ahead and hadn't looked at her once since she started driving. Aurora had wanted to ask where they were going, but she didn't want to upset the other woman. The brunette looked a little irritated as it is and Aurora didn't want to do anything to get on her bad side. Especially since she owed the woman her life…She took a deep breath before turning toward the other woman.

"Um- I." Aurora blushed. She didn't usually sound like a bumbling fool but she honestly had no idea where to start. The younger woman's flustered state caught the brunette's attention but she didn't say anything. She watched as the blonde struggled with her words and played with the ends of her hair awkwardly. The older woman sighed.

"Maleficent"

Aurora turned to the brunette so fast that her neck cracked. She stared at the older woman in disbelief but didn't say anything in return. After the prolonged silence, Aurora honestly hadn't expected the brunette to talk to at all, but now…

Aurora's questioning look was answered as the brunette sighed once again tightening her grip on the steering wheel her knuckles turning white.

"My name is Maleficent."

At first Aurora just nodded silently unsure of how she should respond. She turned to look out of window beside her the sight of the snow causing her to shiver even though she was in a heated car.

"I-Thank you, Maleficent, for saving me."

Maleficent visibly relaxed nodding at the younger woman smiling faintly. "You're welcome, Aurora." The blonde's surprise didn't get past Maleficent and she knew that she was going to have some questions to answer. Maleficent had known that she was going to have to explain the situation to the younger woman eventually. She had only hoped that she could keep pushing it off because she had a feeling that the blonde wasn't going to like what she had to say. Maleficent's hopes were dashed as the younger woman spoke up her eyes wide in surprise.

"How did you know?"

The brunette tensed as she took a deep breath preparing to start her story. She could hardly believe that she was going to tell a complete stranger, a complete stranger that she had also just saved from certain death at the hands of the Ice Queen. Maleficent didn't even know why she had saved the blonde when ultimately it would only cause more trouble for her in the long run. She didn't know why—yet she wasn't ready to question it just yet. Maleficent sat up a little straighter as she glanced over to see that the blonde was eagerly waiting.

"When Diaval and I were tracking our hired help a member of our team was able to I.D you." Our hired help? The younger woman now had more questions than ever, but she held her tongue as Maleficent continued. The brunette noticed this and groaned internally she could have used the distraction. She looked in the rear view mirror briefly before she added.

"Diaval is the one who really saved you, not me." At the mention of the crow Aurora started she couldn't believe that she forgot about him! The blonde started to fire off questions so fast that Maleficent could barely keep up.

"D-Diaval's the crow? Where is he? Did we leave him behind? I can't believe I forgot!" The brunette caught herself before she smiled at Aurora who was now madly searching for the aforementioned crow. She shook her head catching Aurora's attention before looking back at the younger woman.

"You don't need to worry about him, Diaval will catch up to us." Confused beyond belief Aurora just sat in silence as she tried to process everything that was going on. The blonde thought about what she, or rather they were going to do now. Aurora didn't even know where Maleficent was taking her, for all she knew the brunette could be tricking her. Maybe she was only using her to get to the crazy ice-wielding blonde that had almost killed her. No. Why would she even bother saving her then? Aurora's mind was running a mile a minute and Maleficent could practically see the gears turning as she looked at the blonde. Suddenly confusion turned to despair as Aurora looked away from her and back toward the road.

"Wait, does this mean that I can't go back home?"

There it was the dreaded question that Maleficent didn't know how to answer. Her instinct was to simply answer no because she knew that it was the safest thing to say. The look on Aurora's face however, made her want to lessen the blow and comfort the younger woman in any way possible. Maleficent sighed at her conflicting feelings toward Aurora as much as at the question she asked.

"I'm afraid that it wouldn't be safe." The brunette didn't need to elaborate. She had already told her that someone was after her. Even if she didn't know why the blonde understood that the issue wasn't going to blow over any time soon. Aurora frowned as her mind went to the mysterious blonde. What would she want with her anyway? As soon as Aurora inquired about the blonde she noticed that Maleficent's expression changed. Her jaw tightened and her gaze turned dark at the mention of her enemy. Afraid that she may have offended her, Aurora almost regretted asking, but once Maleficent began she realized that it wasn't her that she was mad at.

"She's known as the Ice Queen, but her real name is Elsa Arendelle. She was born with the powers that you saw tonight and many more, but I suppose the most important thing to note is that our two groups have been fighting for years." The blonde still didn't understand but Maleficent beat her to it. She explained that their group was essentially a bunch of runaways that had come from somewhere far away in Europe. Arendelle had formed the group after her parents' deaths and since then she's made it her mission to try and kill her and everyone who worked for her. The vague explanation was barely enough to satisfy Aurora's curiosity, but she could tell that this was Maleficent's intention. Although she had already shared more than expected, the blonde knew that she wasn't going to disclose more information than necessary. For this reason, Aurora didn't push it and just took in what was being offered. However, she did have one question that had been bothering her since their conversation began.

"Wait, so who is in your-?"

Aurora paused as they finally turned down a road that wasn't completely void of life. Suddenly there were buildings and streetlights that actually worked along the surrounding streets. They were back in the downtown area only several miles away from where the attack had happened. Aurora looked to Maleficent in bewilderment but the brunette didn't seem to notice as she turned into the parking lot of a high-rise apartment complex. They had been driving for over an hour and they hadn't ended up even 10 minutes away from where they'd started! As Maleficent parked the car she finally acknowledged the confused blonde with a matching look.

"What?" The blonde just stared at the older woman incredulously as she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. Aurora let out an exasperated huff as she followed suit slamming the door a little harder than intended.

"Did we just drive around in circles?" The brunette finally seemed to understand Aurora's frustration, but she only shrugged as she began to walk toward the building.

"I had to make sure that we weren't being followed."

Aurora didn't miss a beat as she walked through the doors leading to the elevators. "For a whole hour?" The blonde groaned when Maleficent just nodded as she pushed the button. Aurora looked around curiously wondering if this was where the brunette lived. It seemed too normal for a, could she even call her a gang leader? The blonde turned back to the parking lot and couldn't help but notice how many cars there were. She almost missed the elevator doors opening as she tried to work through the possibilities in her head.

Aurora stood silently next to Maleficent as the elevator doors closed. She noted how they were going to the 9th floor, so there were definitely a lot of people living here. The awkward silence between them continued as they both watched the strip of light above the door flash the different floor numbers. 3….4….5...

"Were you expecting something else?" Maleficent had obviously noticed her discomfort. She was looking at her out of the corner of her eye watching as the blonde fidgeted. Aurora shook her head speaking so softly that the brunette could barely hear her over the rumble of the elevator.

"No, I don't really know what I was expecting. I still really have no idea what's going on." Maleficent frowned at this and opened her mouth to say something, but the ding signaling their arrival cut her off. The doors opened revealing a relatively short hallway that led to a set of double doors. Aurora hesitantly stepped out following Maleficent who sighed heavily. The brunette felt guilty for not explaining things better. However, given that she had acted on whim when she saved Aurora, she was still trying to figure out what her next move would be. For now Maleficent couldn't worry about that, first and foremost she needed to figure out if the Arendelles were on to her.

"I'm sorry, Aurora but I think I can explain more once I talk to everyone."

It was called the Underground. It was a place where start-ups, investors and entrepreneurs worked collaboratively. There were offices, work rooms, and an assortment of other services offered for the aspiring young minds that met here. The area was popular for quite some time. It was the perfect place to operate 'under the radar' which was why Elsa had bought off the owners. They had worked here for years and with a few modifications and added security details they had yet to be found by the Moors. In fact, Elsa almost considered it safe enough to live in, almost. There were a few concerns that she still had about their underground hideout. The first was that even though the location was supposedly still in business, there was always the chance of the secret getting out somehow. No matter how many people they paid off, all it took was more money for someone to rat them out. The second thing that the blonde didn't particularly like about this place was that she couldn't easily keep track of was going on around her. Sure there were cameras covering almost every inch of this place, but if she couldn't see it herself she grew paranoid. The last and most important weakness of the area was its lack of access. It had been the first thing on their list, but once they had become busy with other things they forgot all about their escape routes.

It was no secret that the Ice Queen was paranoid. At least to anyone who knew her, it was obvious that Elsa was accustomed to looking over her shoulder and staying out of arm's reach. She had spent a majority of her life on the run after her parents were killed and the only people that she kept in contact with- who knew who she really was, was her 'team'. They were loyal, supportive and believed in her cause almost as much as she did. She would never tell any of them, especially Hans, but they were more like a family to her. She had grown apart from her only remaining family member, not from a lack of contact-hell she lived with her. No, Elsa had purposely distanced herself from her sister because she was deathly afraid of putting her in danger. She wasn't allowed to come to the Underground, be alone in public or even be seen with her. It was extreme and the redhead had protested at first, but many screaming matches and tears later she had given up. Her sister was unreachable when it mattered the most, and it almost scared the younger woman how determined she was. Over four years and too many enemies later, Anna feared that if she didn't do something soon she would lose her sister forever.

The moment Elsa opened the door, Kristoff could tell that she was in a terrible mood. The room immediately grew colder as the blonde stomped across the floor and to an unoccupied chair. The burly man sighed as he watched the younger blonde glare at nothing in particular.

"Let me guess, you couldn't figure anything out anything about Moor?" Elsa's frown deepened at the mention of the brunette confirming Kristoff's suspicions that she indeed hadn't been able to gather any useful information.

"Where is he?" The other blonde shook her head closing her eyes as she spoke through grit teeth.

"He's dead, and that's not even the worst part." Kristoff could already tell that he didn't like where this was going. The younger woman suddenly jumped up and began pacing the floor with a grimace.

"I ran into a little trouble someone saw me." Kristoff shot the younger blonde a confused look. He didn't understand what Elsa was getting at. True, the blonde was pretty good about staying out of sight, but whenever she did happen to run into trouble it was never a problem. If someone saw her they usually (more often than not) ended up dead, and this time shouldn't be any different unless…

"How did he get away?!" Kristoff was floored no one had ever outsmarted Elsa, and definitely no random bystander. The older man looked to see that the blonde had cringed, but it wasn't for the reasons he thought. Elsa groaned under her breath as she turned to face her friend avoiding eye contact.

"It was a she"

At this point Kristoff's jaw hit the floor as he stared incredulously at the blonde who still hadn't looked up from the floor.

"Wait, you're telling me that you were bested by some girl?!"

This comment earned him a glare from Elsa but he didn't back down. He knew that something was up, it wasn't like her to slip up like this. Instead of getting mad, Elsa just sighed and shook her head before starting to pace again.

"No of course not. Moor showed up with her little pet." Elsa was too deep in thought to notice Kristoff's look of surprise. The blonde was secretly wondering why she hadn't mentioned the brunette in the first place. He had so many questions. Had she tried to follow them? Why were they following their man? Most importantly, why had Moor even bothered to rescue this girl? There had to be some significance that they were missing; something that they wouldn't find until they found her. Kristoff opened his mouth to speak, but Elsa was a step ahead of him.

"We're going to need to figure out who this girl is. Maybe she can lead us to where Moor is hiding." The older man just nodded as he thought about how they would go about doing this. They had never successfully tracked the woman and her team before. They had only run into each other by coincidence. Like tonight. However, if Elsa had gotten a good enough look at her it would be all but too easy to figure out who she was, but they needed to act fast. Moor was aware of this fact and Elsa only had a limited amount of time before the other woman made sure that the girl was untraceable.

Kristoff stood up with a sense of urgency. "I can go talk to Olaf and Sven, see if we can I.D her." Elsa nodded absentmindedly as she walked toward the door.

"Yeah I'll go talk to them now." She didn't think it would too much of a challenge figuring out who this woman was. Since the blonde had looked about her sister's age Elsa figured that she was still in school. All she needed to do was—Elsa's thoughts were cut off as Kristoff spoke making her stop cold.

"Elsa, first I think you should go talk to your sister."

A/N: I probably won't update for the next week or so (for any of my stories) but after finals week I'll be back at it. Sorry for any grammar mistakes, it's late. Feel free to leave feedback.