For the first time in forever, I'm actually on this site...Hey guys, I haven't been on fanfiction in like...a year... but I decided tos tart of fresh with this new Helsa fanfiction. Last year I was busy with school and three days a week of dance, so you can probably see whhy I haven't been on. My mobile doesn't work all the time with fanfiction and I don't get as much time of regular computers either, so during the school year I'm not on very often. Buuuuut... its the summer now! IN SUUUUUUMMMMMMEEEERRR. Okay Olaf, that's enough. Any how I hope you all like this story. This chapter is mostly Hans's thoughts about Elsa and reminiscing the past. Takes place during the search for Anna and henceforth.

Hours had passed since Hans and his men had left the village. Arendelle lay far, far below them, the snow piling higher on the rooftops of the village and the castle. The wind howled through the evergreens of the forest, and blew harder as the men trudged on. The temperature was plummeting quickly, just as the Duke of Weselton had feared. They had to find Anna-and fast.

She could be anywhere, Hans thought, We could be walking right by her. She could be buried in this blizzard.

The horses plodded along, and every man on foot breathed heavily as they heaved on.

But why do I care? I don't even love Anna. Of course I want her to be safe from harm, but I just don't love her. Then I was thinking only of myself, of power, when in reality all I wanted was...Elsa.

A horse whinnied as they crossed the frozen river.

I was never even here for her in the first place. I am here for the queen...for Elsa.

Hans was lost in his thoughts as they crossed the crystal forest. All he could think of was the queen. Of course, he wanted Anna to be safe, but the queen was who mattered to him the most. She was the one he connected with.

Elsa was the one who was truly in danger. All the men with him right now wanted her to be dead. He knew it. He could see it in their eyes. The weapons they brought were not for defense only; he knew they brought the guns and arch bows to end "the monster's" life. And he didn't blame them. They thought Elsa was out to kill them all.

But Hans knew she was not a monster, but rather a person just like him. She was just misunderstood.

Years ago, when he began searching for a kingdom of his own, he had stumbled upon the mysterious kingdom of Arendelle. Ever since he laid eyes on her queen, he knew that that was it. That was his destined kingdom. He connected with her queen...with Elsa. She was fine and beautiful, but her face conveyed it all. It had the same expression as his, one which had the sense of a secret being hidden. A secret that caused grief. He saw sorrow hidden there, and from the moment he met her, he knew something was wrong. But she always shut him out. She shut everyone out, to only catch of glimpse of her at times. Hans wanted to help her, but she wouldn't let him or anyone.

No one was getting anywhere with her. Even Anna had enough sense to know that. "Thank goodness it was just me. If it had been my sister...yeesh."

During his visit that time, he found her in the study, whispering something to herself. "Conceal it. Don't feel it. Don't let it show." But when she saw him in the doorway, she fled from the room and locked herself in her room once more. He always wondered what was wrong, what was causing the fear she had.

That fear in her eyes worried him; however, the time eventually came that he was asked to return to the Southern Isles-just like every prince before him. He was left to wonder what was wrong. That's why he took the opportunity to come to Arendelle again for her coronation.

But it didn't do much good. She was still shutting herself out, and she didn't remember who he was. He was just another prince, another suitor whom she had sent away from her presence. That's why he used Anna to get closer to her again. Yet he wondered why she refused their marriage. Did she have letting go issues? Did she not want her sister to get hurt? That was understandable. Or was she jealous? Jealous that a guy she could have had was now her sister's? What was the answer to this mysterious queen's motives?

However, his impatience for power took over, and now he was in the ruts of hurting Anna's feelings or being forever alone and at the bottom of the power chain. He wanted his own power, but now that was what mattered least. Elsa mattered now. He would worry about Anna later. She was feisty and strong. She could take care of herself.

He thought back to last night. The pressure and fear Elsa had consumed and locked within her had built up over the last decade. Her coronation and the events that followed had aggravated her too much. That was the last straw for her. She released it all, and her only thought was to run.

Now he knew.

Now he knew why she wore the gloves, why she didn't want to marry him or anyone. She was afraid she would hurt someone.

He knew she never meant to hurt anyone, and never will mean to. But everyone else doesn't think that.

But why did Anna never know, and her parents did seem to know? If everyone just knew she had those powers, and never meant to use them for harm, would they be less afraid? So many questions that were yet to have answers...

When I find you Elsa, I hope you realize I understand you. I understand your misery. You can talk to me, let it all out so we can understand. You're just misunderstood. They don't get your troubles like I do. I was 13th in line to the throne, with brothers who shut me out.

I was alone... just like you.

But will she ever realize that? That I am the one who can help her?

I have a fear too. A fear that I will never measure up. That I can never be a true leader.

He pulled back his glove and looked at his scar. The scar.

Suddenly everything became still.

They had reached the North Mountain, and what stood before them was magnificent.

"Wow..." Hans breathed.

A castle, crafted completely from ice, shimmered under the aurora in the sky. A delicate staircase lead to its foreboding doors. Closed doors.

This is the work of Elsa for certain, Hans thought, doors closed to the world.

Hans jumped off of his horse and issued orders to his army.

"We are here to find Princess Anna," he commanded. But I am here for my Elsa. "No harm is to come to the queen." Just let her be. She means no harm.

As he walked towards the staircase, he heard a low rumble, and then a loud roar as a huge creature made of snow and ice lurched forward.

Weselton's men fired shots at the creature's arms and back, but their actions only aggravated it more.

This, men, is your monster. A true monster.

Hans saw a quick movement at the palace doors through the creature's legs. He knew it was Elsa. He connected with her eyes for a split second, and in them he saw fear.

And it was growing stronger.

But he also saw something else-something that said-

"I don't want to do this"

Well I hope y'all like it! This is just the beginning. More chapters to come Wednesday. In the meantime, review! :) I give out virtual cupcakes to those who do!