Hello peoples of the internet. This is OrangeGalen with a one-shot story. This idea had been floating around in my head, not really going anywhere, but it was actually Historyman 14 that suggested this idea and motivated me to write it. Two days work... not bad if I say so myself (I started writing almost immediately after). Anyway, there's going to be a few more stories and one-shots that Historyman 14 gave me ideas for (Thanks!)

Here's the first one.

Disclaimer: Frozen is owned by Disney and I do not make a profit off of it.

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Anna was cold. Far colder than she had ever felt before. It went right down to her core. She couldn't remember what it felt like to be warm anymore, even though she was in front of a fire only a few minutes ago. Those few minutes seemed like a lifetime ago.

She was out in the growing blizzard that showed no signs of halting. My sister was causing this, she can't control her powers. I need to get to her to stop this winter. But I also need Kristoff. True love's kiss will thaw a frozen heart… I hope.

If it were at all possible, her hands suddenly felt even colder. She looked down and saw that they were turning blue, not because they were frostbitten, but because they were turning into ice. She couldn't move them at all. I need to hurry. Clutching her hands to her chest to try and keep what little warmth she had, Anna struggled on to find Kristoff and Elsa, the wind knocking her left and right. One foot in front of the other. Keep going. That's only how you'll survive. Find me.

"Kristoff," she said as loud as she could, her voice coming out in a whisper. She couldn't call out any louder. So cold. I can't feel my face. I can't feel anything except cold.

Suddenly the storm stopped. The wind, the snow, everything. Snowflakes hung in the air, as if it were a painting or specks of sand underwater. It was incredibly pretty, but it didn't make anything less cold.

Anna looked up in confusion, but saw a figure across the frozen fjord, someone she recognized. "Kristoff!" She tried again, barely loud enough to be considered hushed. Hope came to her, providing a little bit of energy so she could stumble forward, especially after she saw Kristoff start running towards her. Yes, I'm almost there. So close.

But then, there was the unmistakable sound of metal scraping against something, specifically a sword being withdrawn from its sheath. Startled as much as her cold addled brain could be, Anna turned to the sound. She saw Hans, holding the sword. But he wasn't headed towards her. He was headed towards her sister. "Elsa?" Her ice gown was strewn out on the frozen fjord, and she looked like she wasn't paying attention to what the snake was doing. No. No no no.

She turned to see Kristoff running towards her. But just. Not. Close. Enough. Elsa was the one in danger. Hans is going to kill her, just like he said. I can't let Elsa die. I can't. I'm sorry Kristoff. Anna turned and moved as fast as she could, one desperate last move.

She could feel the ice moving in her body, quickly going to all the points of her skin and bones. She could feel her ribs becoming ice, her muscles frosting over. But she had to move. I have to stop Hans. Before it's too late for either of us. If one of us survives, I'd rather it be you Elsa. I love you.

Somehow, she managed to get in front of Hans, just as he was swinging down. The world felt like it was moving in slow motion as she saw the blade descending. She felt the ice overcome the last barrier it had and was now rushing through her body. Giving one last effort, she screamed, "NO!" and held her hand up to stop the blade.

Then she felt herself become ice.

It was strange. She was no longer cold, but also colder than she ever thought possible. She couldn't move at all. It was as if she was stuck inside a statue, but was also the statue.

What was stranger was that she was still aware of what was happening. The blade had hit her hand and shattered, a shockwave blowing Hans away and knocking him out. What air was inside her lungs was let out in a light poof of breath, turning into fog. Wait… what? Oh. I'm frozen.

Anna could 'see' Elsa look up and suddenly realize it was her, and what had happened. "ANNA!" She ran in front of her. "Oh. Anna… No. No. Please no," Elsa begged. Anna wanted to answer and tried to. No, wait! I'm right here! I'm still alive! But no sound was heard. She couldn't. She felt her heart break in sync with Elsa's as she broke down, crying her soul out, clutching her frozen body as her last support.

Kristoff and Sven had come, and Olaf somehow managing to have put himself back together, said in a confused voice "Anna?" I'm still alive! I'm in here! The absolute devastation on their faces was destroying Anna. She could even see the foreign dignitaries and their looks of sorrow. Why won't I unfreeze? Please! I'm here!

But nothing happened, just the echoing sobs of Elsa as she hung onto her sister, and Anna watching silently, unable to talk, to move, to reassure and hold her sister that she was fine.

Because she wasn't.

After a small eternity, Elsa slowly worked her way up and looked Anna in her ice eyes. Tears were streaming down her face. "Anna. Please, come back to me. I love you.

~"Yes, I want to build a snowman," Elsa started singing, the familiar tune that Anna used for years, one that she wanted to hear for as many years. Anna's heart broke even more.

~"I'm sorry it took so long.
I didn't know I needed you,
I really do,
And now you're gone.

Please just ask me once more,
Just one more time,
I'll promise I'll open the door.

Yes I want to build a snowman…"~ Elsa broke down again, holding Anna's face in her hands as she cried. The other three, Kristoff, Sven, and Olaf stood around, unsure of what to do.

A quiet moaning caught their attention. Anna saw that Hans had woken up. Kristoff started marching over, rage written on his face when there was a gesture made by Elsa. That little gesture had a power that even Anna was intimidated by. Then Elsa stood up. Her face was expressionless, but her blue eyes had turned colder than the ice around them. Pure hate shone in them. The Ice Queen turned around and slowly stalked to the stumbling prince.

"Ah, Queen Elsa," he managed looking between Anna's statue and the marching Queen. "I, ah, can explain. She was frozen, but she ah…" He trailed off when a voice spoke.

It was a whisper, spoken from everywhere and nowhere, coming from the very ice and snow around them. "Prince Hans of the Southern Isles. You are a lying snake that has destroyed this kingdom." Slowly the whisper returned to Elsa's moving mouth. "For crimes against the royal line of Arendelle, you are sentenced to death. Immediately." She waved her hand and a glowing ball of ice formed in it, frost dripping off of it.

"Elsa, wait! This isn't the way!" Kristoff tried to stop her.

"Yes! This isn't you Elsa!" Hans pleaded, desperate to stop her, to save his own skin. "You're becoming the monster now!"

"Because you turned me into one," Elsa said, her voice snarling. The ice in her hand stilled. "This is for Anna." Then she threw it.

Hans tried to dodge, but being on the slippery ice with the sphere flying at him faster than an arrow left him little time. Anna saw his eyes widen just before impact and felt a ping of pity before she crushed it. He wanted to kill Elsa and left me to die. He deserves what's coming. If I wasn't a statue I'd punch him in the face!

The ice hit his chest and was sucked inside it. For half a second nothing happened. Then his entire chest glowed blue with and internal light and he hunched over clutching his chest in… pain? Surprise? Then ice started forming, no, he started turning to ice. All the while his face was etched with some emotion. He reached out just as he turned completely to ice, that expression on his face, reaching out for something.

Elsa reached out her own hand, her face blank, but her eyes still deadly. Then in one move, she closed her hand. Hans, or his statue, started to crack, deep lines crisscrossing his body. More and more formed until he was being held together by the tiniest of threads. Then Elsa thrust her hand out and he shattered. Millions of bits of ice Hans scattered across the frozen fjord, sounding like broken glass in the silence.

Anna was shocked at the cold ferocity Elsa showed, knowing Hans deserved it, but still shocked. Elsa seemed to realize it as well as she lowered her hands, and then tucked them to herself. "Wh-what did I just do?" She asked nobody. Kristoff and Olaf had no answers, their jaws agape. She turned back to Anna and her heart went out for her; Elsa looked so lost and confused. Anna could feel her confusion, her lack of purpose now.

Her gaze focused on Kristoff. "Y-you were with Anna. On the mountain." She recognized. Kristoff nodded, still stunned to speak. The snow in the air started falling. Not like the gale from before, but drifting down because of gravity. "Do you know how to save my sister?" Elsa pleaded/asked.

"It's, uhh," Kristoff started, suddenly embarrassed by the situation and Anna couldn't help but find it funny. "An act of true love. It can thaw Anna." He finished.

Elsa blinked and Anna could feel Elsa's confusion become more genuine, more normal. "But what sort of act…" She trailed off. She gets it now, Anna thought amusedly. "Oh." She sighed. "If you think that would help her… please." She clutched her sides, glancing off to the side. "Bring Anna back."

Anna could see and feel he was uncomfortable with this, but he also wanted to hope this would work. He came over in front of Anna. "Well this is, ah, different than I wanted it to be…" he muttered adorably to himself.

"Come on Kristoff," Olaf urged. "Kiss her!"

"Okay…" Kristoff looked Anna in the eyes then reached in to her frozen lips and planted a kiss on them. He held them there, trying to convey the amount of love he had into that kiss, then after a minute he broke away, his lips slightly blue.

Anna wanted to feel like her again, to feel warn, but after a moment she didn't feel any change. It didn't work. Why didn't it work!? I'm still alive! Elsa please!

"Anna? Anna!" Elsa came back. "Please! Wake up! Come back to me. Please. I don't want to be alone anymore…" Tears were streaming down her face, but there was nothing Anna could do, no matter how much she cried and pleaded unknowingly to the world. She was frozen, but still aware of everything. Trapped. Cold. Helpless.

The evacuation of Arendelle went as smoothly as it could. Anna had been moved with Elsa's powers back into the castle where the people gave them a wide berth. Elsa, after crying again and recovering enough to function, had met with the wary dignitaries, the Duke of Weselton choosing not to attend, and arranged it so they would evacuate Arendelle into nearby kingdoms, since the winter couldn't be ended in the foreseeable future. The prince and princess of Corona, Eugene and Rapunzel, decided they would take the bulk of the people, since she was a cousin of Elsa's on her mother's side.

The now refugees gathered all of their possessions by the Queen's command and gathered in the courtyard. Elsa appeared, much to the people's fear, and gave a timid speech, saying that she couldn't control her powers and had no way of reversing the storm. As such, they would have to make a life elsewhere since Arendelle was currently inhospitable.

Her last public act was to create ice sleds for everyone to pack and evacuate. There were mixed reactions to the entire evacuation. Some were thankful for the Queen's acts and understanding of her plight, if not sympathetic. Some were angry of being driven from their homes and, stirred up by the Duke, tried to attack Elsa. Anna watched as Elsa barricaded them in her room with her powers. Eventually the men grew tired of pounding away at a wall that would repair itself with no retaliation and left with the rest of them.

The fifth day after returning, the sleds set off and Arendelle became a ghost kingdom, a wasteland. Kristoff was the last to go. He didn't want to leave, but had no other option since there was no point in staying. After many arguments, Elsa had vowed never to leave until she found a way to thaw Anna, and that placated the ice miner enough so he would go with the rest of them. Anna, Elsa, and Olaf watched as he pulled away in his new sled, Sven pulling it mournfully

Kristoff leaving heralded that they were the remaining three inside the once great kingdom of Arendelle.

Elsa spent days pouring over books, going so far as to look inside their father and mother's journals, eating sparsely from the dwindling food stocks. She still looked as healthy as ever. Anna figured her powers might be helping her unconsciously. Those days, the books on everything magic piled up until the entire library was searched. They held no hope.

Strangely, the best advice came from Olaf. It was after Elsa threw away the latest book in frustration when he spoke. "Why don't you go see Kristoff's family?"

"Kristoff's family? Shouldn't they have left?" Elsa asked in confusion. Anna grew excited because she knew Olaf was talking about the rock trolls, but that excitement dimmed.

"Uhh, I don't think so, seeing they're trolls and such and you're message didn't get to them… Uh, why are you making that face?" Olaf asked.

"Olaf! That's it! They should know how to thaw Anna!" Elsa said excitedly. Unfortunately Anna couldn't tell her that the trolls already told her how to do that. And it didn't work. But Anna enjoyed the look that Elsa had, the hopeful look that she hadn't seen in about a week and a half, then years before then.

Elsa had conjured up a sheet of ice for Anna to be supported on as she moved her, using her powers to lift the ice as they traveled through the empty and frankly deteriorating castle. While the storm had stopped being so horrendous, it hadn't stopped snowing and it was piling up, which wasn't helping the rooms that had suffered ice damage. Already parts of the castle had collapsed under the weight of the snow. The buildings of Arendelle weren't fairing as well, several already crumpled, leaving splintered wood and broken glass in the growing snow.

Once outside, Elsa made a sled and a reindeer to go with it, very similar to Sven. They set off, with Olaf in tow and hours later came to the Valley of the Living Rock. Elsa got out and rushed into the stone circle. "Hello? Please, I need help!" There was a rumbling and the round stones rolled, circling Elsa before they unrolled.

"It's the Queen!" They gasped in awe. Gran Pabbie wandered his way through the other trolls.

"Your Majesty," he bowed.

Elsa waved him off, before clutching her hands together, wringing them. "I'm no queen, except of isolation and cold. I need your help. Anna froze and I don't know how to thaw her. Can you help her?" She asked pitifully.

Pabbie sighed wearily. "I'm afraid there is nothing we can do," he broke the terrible news. Anna could feel Elsa's heart sink. "The only thing that could have saved her is an act of true love. If she is still frozen after that, then she will remain frozen. She's… dead," he said, hesitantly. No I'm not dead, I'm still in here!

"No… no! You have to be wrong! There must be something you can do!" Elsa pleaded.

"I'm sorry," Pabbie said and turned away, the rest of the trolls doing the same, regretful looks on their faces.

"No…" Elsa fell to her knees in despair again. The trolls rolled up into balls again and rolled away. Olaf came up next to Elsa.

"It's okay Elsa. You can find another way. Just because a group of trolls doesn't know a way doesn't mean you can't find one. Maybe something you overlooked, a little thing."

Elsa was absolutely distraught, her eyes lost. Anna could tell she was thinking hard, racking her brain to think of something. Elsa, you've done all you can. Just leave me be and move on with your life, Anna thought. I don't want to leash you with the burden of worrying about me. In time you'll find a way to free me.

As if she heard her words, Elsa looked up. Anna was worried because Elsa did think of something new, but at the same time that idea filled her with dread. What did you think of? I'm not sure I want to know.

"Olaf," Elsa said in a weird tone, "stay here until I come back with Anna. I have an idea, but I need to be alone to do it."

"Oh okay! Come back soon!" Olaf said, and then wandered amongst the trolls, talking to them, even though they were still rolled up.

What are you planning Elsa?

Much later, Elsa had driven the sled to the familiar path to her ice palace. She shattered some ice and blew away some snow that was blocking the path, then stopped the sled right before the stairs. Elsa smiled sadly and stepped on the first step and let her powers go, creating new ice and rebuilding the shattered stairway. The sparkles continued inside and up as they cleared away anything that was not supposed to be there, or was broken until the palace was fully restored. Anna could see it all and was amazed still. Elsa then carried Anna up the stairs up to the top floor, where they had their confrontation. Anna could see a couple arrows lying on the floor before Elsa flicked her hand and they went out the balcony.

"You know, it's funny," Elsa said aloud, but Anna knew she was talking to her. "I ran away in fear and found peace and freedom here. I was so free! No right or wrong, no rules. I could be what I wanted to be without hurting anyone… But that's what I thought, not what happened. Even without knowing it, I was destroying Arendelle. I'm too powerful, too destructive… I hurt everyone I love.

"Even you Anna. This time I actually did kill you!" Wait? This time? What does she mean by that. Oh wait, my white streak… so that' why we were separated. Oh Elsa… "Even though my curse can produce beautiful things, it destroys more than it creates. Look at what I've done. I've destroyed Arendelle and killed you. Father would be furious with what I've done. I can't end this with my powers… but maybe…"

Elsa… I don't like where this is going, Anna thought with growing panic. Elsa looked down and concentrated. Her hand glowed blue as something formed in it… a long dagger. No. NO! Elsa no! Stop! That's not the answer!

"Maybe the only way to end what I've done… is to end myself," Elsa said. "It's always been there, the answer. They knew that if they killed me the winter would end… It's… It's the only way."

NO! NO IT'S NOT!

Elsa walked over to Anna and stroked her cheek lovingly, tears rolling down her face. "I'm sorry Anna. I'm sorry for everything. You've always been the one that's full of life, not me. It's not fair to you. I love you Anna. Live for both of us."

NO! This is not how it's supposed to be Elsa! We're supposed to be happy together, as sisters! Don't k-kill yourself for me! We'll find a way! We already did… Wait, what?

Elsa steeled herself and gasped the ice dagger and held it above her chest. She closed her eyes. "Goodbye," she whispered, the sound echoing from the ice surrounding them. The dagger descended.

"ELSA!" Anna bolted upright in her bed, her eyes wide with terror, gasping for breath. Her heart beat several miles a minute. After a moment, Anna realized that she was in her bed, unfrozen, alive, and warm. "Elsa…" With a sudden urge to hold her sister, she rushed from her room down the hallway to Elsa's room. Even though they had reunited, they still had separate rooms, just because of the odd hours Elsa put into being Queen.

Not caring about the door, Anna opened it and came inside. She looked at the bed and saw Elsa sleeping there, or at least she was until Anna burst in.

"Anna?" Elsa questioned groggily, "Wha-?"

Anna didn't give her a chance and jumped in the bed with her, hugging her for as much as she could. Elsa was obviously confused, but didn't speak, sensing Anna needed this. They held each other in silence as the clock ticked away. Slowly Anna relented in her grip and Elsa spoke. "Bad dream?"

Anna nodded. "Very bad."

"What? You got married to Hans?" Elsa joked.

Anna lightly slapped her arm, "Don't even joke about that… and it was worse than that."

Elsa dropped the humor. "Tell me," she said, moving a stray strand of hair out of Anna's face.

Anna sniffed, closing her eyes and held her sister close. "It was… I didn't thaw out," she started. "I was still frozen. Nothing worked. Arendelle needed to be evacuated because you couldn't stop the storm or unfreeze me. You even went to the trolls for help, but they couldn't. I could see and feel everything, but I couldn't do anything…"

"That wasn't it though," Elsa stated.

Anna shook her head again and clutched tighter. "It was… so heart breaking to see you try to save me. But every day you lost hope. When you went to the trolls you were at your end. Then you got an awful idea, one that I never want you to consider. Ever." Anna said, poking her sister in her chest, as serious as she could be.

Elsa quirked an eyebrow. "What was it?"

Anna closed her eyes again. "You thought that the only way to stop the winter was… to stop yourself."

There was a moment when Elsa tried to figure it out, then she stiffened. "You mean… I actually…?" Anna nodded.

"I couldn't stop you. You were convinced it was the only way… I never want to lose you Elsa. Not again."

Elsa returned the hug. "You won't. Never again." She stroked Anna's bedridden hair gently, soothing Anna to sleep. When she was certain Anna wouldn't wake up, Elsa collected her sister in her arms and carried her out of her room, with a little bit of effort, back to Anna's own room.

She laid her sister down and tucked her in and smiled gently. "Besides, your birthday is tomorrow and I want to make it a perfect day for you…" She got up and went to the door. She turned just before closing it. "Goodnight Anna." She sniffled and rubbed her nose as she closed the door.

Anna woke just enough to mumble, "Goodnight Elsa," before she went back to snoring.

Tomorrow, Anna would have forgotten all about the nightmare she had.

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Hope you enjoyed this angsty, fluffy, sad story. I may write another ending for this of Elsa going to the 'dark side' and becoming the Ice Queen if enough people want to see it, but for now, this'll stay as is.

Stay tuned for more new stories... some suggested by Historyman 14, some not.

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-OrangeGalen